Harry's POV
No he didn't feel like this because what I'm feeling is 10x more worse than what he felt because not only did Ari forget about me, she went back to Zayn.
Ari's (the psycho nut) POV
I wake up from an awful nightmare, I'd lost Zayn. I scream his name for him to come back. I wake up to him cradling me, soothingly.
This curly brown haired boy that looks slightly familiar starts to speak, "I'm so happy that you're okay, I thought you'd go-"
"W-Who are you?" I interrupt.
"Ari? I'm Harry... Your boyfriend?" He can't be my boyfriend. Zayn's my boyfriend. He's been my only boyfriend. Right?
"No, Zayn's my boyfriend," I say, trying to confirm what I think is true. 'Harry's' face drops as I say this. He looks so familiar but I just can't recognise him. Am I supposed to?
"Zayn! Let go of Ari now!!" He says through gritted teeth. He is scaring me.
"No! Zayn don't let him touch me!! Get him out of here!!" I cry as I coddle up to Zayn even more. Other people who look familiar are in the room with their jaws dropped.
A light haired brunette walks over to Harry and pulls him restlessly out if the room. Everyone follows as they descend out the door. I sit there, confused on what has just happened.
"Zayn?" I ask in a hushed voice.
"Yes?" He says calmly as he plays with my hair.
"IS Harry my boyfriend?" I ask, dreading what might be the answer.
He sighs in disappointment, "Yes Ari, yes he is. And he cares a lot about you. You care about him too. This situation may be confusing at the moment but it will all make sense soon," he says kissing my forehead in a friendly manner. There is a long silence until I decide to ask another question.
"Do you love me Zayn?" I ask. He sighs again, this time he's more upset.
His voice cracks as he says this, "Yes, and I always will."
A/N: AWWHH ANOTHER SAD CHAPPY! But it will get better I pwomise!! :) Whose team Zari and team Hari? I wanna see if anyone's opinions have changed!🍦
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