Cambridge

Tricia’s POV

As I’m sitting in my class, all I could think about was what Zayn told me the other day. His words kept ringing throughout my head. He spilled his feelings out to me. His whole entire feelings. It all seemed to come from the deepest part of his heart. Nothing seemed like it was fake.

“Tricia, where have you been for the past couple of days?” A voice asked me. My head shot to where the voice was coming from. It was a girl with blonde hair and really bright blue eyes. I recognized her as Jasey. I talked to her a little bit in this class and we were once paired up as partners.

“I woke up late every single day.” I said. I left out the part about me hanging out with Zayn. After what happened the other day, people can’t find out that much.

“Oh. So what’s up with you and Zayn? I’ve been seeing you two around a lot lately.” Jasey asked. I rolled my eyes. Why can’t she stop asking questions?

“We have a class together and we ask each other questions about it. That’s why we hang out a lot. And my roommate’s brother is friends with him.” I said.

She smiled and turned around. Sometimes she was just a bit too nosy. I mean I understand every now and then, but I don’t expect you to be nosey every single day. That’s why I’m glad to not come to this class sometimes. I can stay away from nosey freaks. The bell rang for class to get out and I rushed out. I don’t want to be rude, but sometimes it’s just called for. Not really paying attention, I bumped into somebody.

“I’m so sorry.” I said, looking up to see who it was. “Oh, it’s you, Niall.”

“Yeah.” He said, frowning. He looked down at his hands. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“I wasn’t paying attention. It really is my fault. I was walking too fast trying to escape-” But I was interrupted by Niall’s finger on my lips.

“It’s really not your fault. I should have got to you first.” Niall said, walking away.

What did he mean by that? It was clearly evident that he wasn’t talking about me running into him. I watched as Niall got farther and farther away. I wanted to yell out what he meant by that, but he obviously didn’t want to talk about it. The farther he got, the more I wanted to run after him and give him a big hug.

“What’s the matter?” A voice asked from behind me. It was Zayn.

“Nothing,” I lied. “I just was standing here after my class.” I couldn’t tell him about my encounter with Niall without me knowing all of the facts.

“Want to go for lunch?” Zayn asked. I nodded. He grabbed me by the waist and walked me to the closest restaurant. All I could think about was what Niall had told me. What did I ever do to him? “Are you sure nothing is bothering you?”

I looked Zayn in the eye and nodded. “What could possibly be bothering me?”

“Did anything happen with Niall?” Zayn asked. I feel bad for lying to him.

“Well, I kind of bumped into Niall and-”

“Oh no! Did you guys?” Zayn asked. His face was in his hands. He started rubbing his face.

“No. He just told me it wasn’t my fault and it was his fault he didn’t get to me sooner. Do you know what he’s talking about?” I said.

Zayn looked down at his hands. “You’re going to be mad at me after this. The only reason why I’m going out with you is because I made a bet with Niall.”

My eyes started to water. His love wasn’t real. It was all a bet. I feel so stupid for believing it was real. Him and Niall made a bet.

“I’m sorry, Zayn, but I’ve guessed you realized that we can’t be together. I don’t ever want to see you another day of my life.” I said. I slapped him across the face and ran away. I ran straight for my room. Luckily when I got there, Skylar and Rachel weren’t there. I couldn’t let them see me like this. Not so vulnerable and weak. I laid in my pillow and cried my eyes out.

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