Possibilities... [slow updating]

Chapter 40: One Way Or Another (I'm gonna find ya, I'm gonna getcha)

I barged into my room, slammed the door, loosened my knotted tie & fell back onto my bed with a long & dismal groan, not even bothering to change out of the extremely uncomfortable tuxedo I had been forced to wear.

Unbuttoning the top 2 buttons of my cream-colored shirt I caught a glimpse of myself in a nearby mirror.

I was one sexy bastard & it was certainly a fact I was well-acquainted with. So why did I feel so pathetic about who I was right now? Why did I so badly want to trade places with my former best friend & current arch-enemy Harry Styles?

In a desperate attempt to lift my spirits, I let my mind drift to the millions of girls around the globe who'd shit bricks if they could see me right now. I knew my dark, brooding nature would only make me appear more mysterious & alluring. Less approachable. The perfect combination.

While the fantasy undoubtedly made me feel so much better about myself, it did absolutely nothing to fill the gaping void in my heart that had been created the minute I overhead my girlfriend telling my best friend she loved him.

"I love you too." Miley's voice echoed in my head, causing a pain in my heart, ten stabbing daggers strong. At that moment I couldn't decipher my exact feelings. I would've left, but what kept me staying was what she said right after.

"I'm sorry. I just... I can't let go of Zayn. I thought about this right before calling you and I thought about breaking up with Zayn but it felt so wrong and cruel and I just love him so so much and even though we haven't been that close lately I've just dedicated myself to him and I hate breaking relationships. Especially when its with someone who I think can be the one."

Those words at the moment meant the world to me. I could sense the truth in Miley's voice. And though her voice was trembling, I was almost sure she wasn't lying. Besides, there's no reason she would.

Harry's voice interrupted my thoughts and I was reminded of the fact that Miley had been dishonest with me and was having love-talk with my best mate. "Why are you still here?" I heard him say.

"Because I'm majorly attracted to you. It'll pass soon, but right now, I can't get your sexy face out of my head." Miley mumbled.

The words didn't hurt as much as Miley's lie did. But there was no denying the pain.

I dropped to the floor. Not being able to control my temper, I hit my fist hard against the door and then got up to run before they discovered that I had been eavesdropping.

I barged out of the elevator and stormed out to the black range rover parked outside the hotel.

"All relieved now?" Ian asked as I climbed into the car. With all that just happened, I had forgotten the reason I'd gone up to Harry's room in the first place- to pee. But who cared about that now?

I ignored him and kicked hard at the gears, driving as fast as I could. The adrenaline rushed in my veins and I could feel tears form in my eyes. Ian stopped laughing and tried to pull my hands off the steering wheel in order to stop me.

"Zayn. Dude, stop. What's wrong?" He asked, looking genuinely concerned and overly frightened by my sudden mood swing. I couldn't blame him though; he didn't know. "Tell me, bro!" Ian urged. I shut him out and continued. Putting all my anger into the steering wheel, driving in any direction I could. I couldn't concentrate on the road. My mind was blocked and my eyes were swelling up.

"Is it Miley? Zayn, god damnit, tell me!"

I hit the breaks. The sudden hault sent us flying ahead in our seats. Ian jerked forward then back into his seat. I hit my head to the wheel, forgetting I had no seat belt on. "Fuck." I muttered, feeling the thin liquid trickle down my face and drops falling onto my shirt.

"What's wrong Zayn! Say something!" Ian screamed louder and pulled out a tissue from the box, dabbing it all over my bleeding forehead.

"Everything! Everything's over." I yelled, pushing his hand out from my face. My head was throbbing and I felt sick. The dizziness was taking over and I almost passed out but Ian sprinkled some water on my face, ignoring my constant attempts to get him away.

"Zayn, its ok. Get out, I'll drive you home and you explain everything to me there. Besides didn't you say Miley was staying over at her friend's place? So we'll be alone." Ian said and helped me out onto the passenger's seat. After he got into the car again and began to drive, I calmed down. I gulped down all the water and wiped the blood from my face.

"She lied." I muttered.

Ian's face shot up from the road and he turned to me. "Who? Miley? About what?"

"She wasn't over at Haley's. Whoever the fuck that is. Miley was with Harry. When I went up to Harry's room I overheard them talk."

"Are you sure? How can you guarantee it was her? What were they talking about?"

"Positive. I'd recognize her voice anywhere." I grumbled. "Sh-She loves him. She told him she loves him Ian! She fucking told him that she was attracted to him! Harry Styles- my best friend! How could they do this!" The pain in my head increased with every heavy breath I took but I didn't care. It felt so much better to scream it all aloud and let go of all the anger.

"Shit." Ian said, nodding his head in sympathy. "So then just break up with her."

"Break up with her?! Its not that fucking easy! I love her man, I do! She's perfect for me. I finally felt like I found a keeper. She said so too- that I could be the one!" I broke down.

"She said that? When? She clearly didn't mean it. Right?"

"That's the thing! She told Harry that she doesn't want to let go of me because I could be the one for her! That means something, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, but Zayn she's using you. She's sleeping with your band mate!"

"Not sleeping. They were just talking. And I heard her say that she can't do it. Which obviously means she can't go too far with him. So I can't just accuse her of anything till I get proof. You know what? I know exactly what I'm gonna do."

"Tell me" Ian rolled his eyes.

"She obviously felt the need to be with Harry right. I mean, I heard her say it- that she and I aren't that close anymore. So I'm gonna be around her some more. I'll show her what a perfect boyfriend I can be and I'll show her she doesn't need anyone else. I'll win her back Ian, I will. I'll give her some space first. So she can think for a while. She said she can't think of breaking up with me, so I don't have to worry about losing her. Then after some time we'll be just fine again." I grinned at the thought of getting my girlfriend back, all to myself.

"You're just blinded by love man. She's messed you up. You used to be an animal- wild, drunk and dark and you never let anyone into your life besides your cigarettes."

"So I have changed. So what? Its only for the better. And its not her who changed me, its me who changed for her. To make myself better. Because, trust me Ian, Miley's the girl I want."

"Whatever." Ian rolled his eyes and shook his head as we pulled up in front of the tall building.

"Whatever." I repeated after him and laughed. "Bye bro- see you later."

I walked into the house, welcomed by Lily and the pleasant aroma of meat-stuffed Samosas- my favorite. I walked over to the kitchen counter and spotted a plate filled with them. The was a note on the top which read;

Yup, mutton samosas. Just for you babe. Thought I'd make you a nice dinner since I won't be around for dessert. ;) haha. Love you ! x

P.S. I'm sorry if it tastes horrible- I just copied the recipe from the net.

- Miley xoxo

I smiled at her adorable attempt to please me and I could sense the love (and guilt) she put into making these for me.

After making my way into the room I had carefully ripped off Harry from all the pictures Miley & I had with him. No one could come between us now, I'd make sure of it.

I smiled evilly to myself and snapped back to the present as I felt the same evil grin spread across my face.

Forget the past and forgive Miley. This is turning over a new leaf. A new operation- Make Miley Mine.