Love is Creativity (Harry Styles & Selena Gomez)

Chapter 13

Harry POV

"Harry, you can trust me"
"I do trust you, it's him I don't trust" I sighed, running my fingers through my curls.
"If you could trust me, you can trust him too.
There's something about him Harry, something that no one could bring him out of" Selena told me, looking at me through the screen of my laptop.
"Baby not to be rude,
but why do you care about him so much?" I asked him, looking straight at the screen.
She sighs, looking down as I see her tuck a strand of hair behind her, then looks up at me.
"There's something about him that no one, neither can I understand the connection we have.
Like I said before,
it's not true love but it's some kind of love we have that I just can't explain,
like if I was suppose to know him my whole life" she explained, looking at her hands as pops her knuckles.
What is this connection she feels around Zayn?
If its not true love,
then what is it?
"SELENA! YOUR RIDE IS HERE!" I heard, which I suppose it's Danielle, whose calling her.
"that must be Zayn" she told me as we fall in a deep silence.
Selena looks at me with full on sympathy as I smirked,
"You know I love you, right?"
"to the moon and back?"
"exactly" I smiled as she blushes and smirks at the ground.
"SELENA! YOUR RIDE WON'T STOP BEEPING!" I heard Danielle yelling from the background again.
"I got to go, I love you"
"I love you too" I smiled, blowing her a kiss as she smiles and waves,
before ending the chat.
I sighed, closing my laptop as I look straight forward at my red wall.
I trust her . . . .
I trust Zayn.








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Selena POV

"Woah, tell me this isn't your house"
"okay, this isn't my house"
"liar"
"hey, you told me to say it" Zayn chuckled, raising his arms up in surrender as I smirked,
but still looking around his house, or mansion as I think of it,
is amazement.
I knew his dad owned a company,
but not a company where it makes him and his whole family billionaires!
"Why couldn't you just hire a nanny to babysit your little sisters?" I asked him as we walked together slowly around his house.
"I'm grounded remember?
I have to watch the girls but I just don't know how to handle them,
that's why I made a bet with you"
"Which I won, but I offered to help you out"
"More like demanded" he smirks at me.
"shut up" I smirked as he chuckled.
"Zayn honey, is your friend here-
Oh, well hello there" a woman around her early 30's or 40's, comes out of the kitchen, and greets me.
"Mom, this is Selena.
Selena, this is my mother" Zayn introduces us.
"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Malik"
"Oh please, just call me Trisha.
Please, make yourself at home" she smiles, motioning us to the living room as I smiled and nodded.
"Yaser, are you done yet?
Come meet Zayn's friend!" Trisha
shouts as she's packing things in her purse.
"Yaser is my father" Zayn whispered to me as I nodded.
I then hear footsteps come running down some stairs as I look up and see a man, maybe around his 40's, walk in.
"Patricia, where is my blue tie?
Look, I had to where this black one" he told his wife as she smiles nervously at me then looks back at him.
"Not now Yaser, meet Zayn's friend, Selena" he pulls him gently forward, towards me.
"Hello love, it's nice to meet you"
"It's nice to meet you too, Mr. Malik" I smirked, shaking his hand.
He gives me a funny look but one that surely makes me feel uncomfortable,
"is something wrong?"
"Oh no, I'm sorry.
It's just . . . you look familiar,
have we met before?"
"Not until now sir, no"
"That's funny, are you sure?"
"I think she's sure, dad" Zayn tells him as Yaser just furrows his eyebrows, pulling his hand away from mine.
"Very well then,
take good care of the girls" he said as he walks out without another word.
"take care sweetie" Trisha told Zayn, kisses his cheek as Zayn nods.
"Bye bye Selena" she waves, heading for the door as I wave back until she's gone.
Well that was weird.
What does Zayn's dad mean by looking familiar?
I'm sure I never met this man before in my whole entire life.
"I'm sorry about him, my father could be strange at sometimes" Zayn said, rubbing the back of his neck,
I just gave him a small smile as I shook my head,
"no it's fine, so where are your-"
"ZAYN!" yelled two girls as they run down the stairs, over to their brother.
"Hey girls" he smiles, accepting their little hug as he gives them each a kiss on the forehead.
The older one pulls away as she looks at me and waves,
"oh, hello"
"who is she Zayn?" said the youngest one asked Zayn, her arms wrapped around his knees.
"Girls, this is my friend Selena.
Sel, these two munchkins are my sisters" he introduced us as he ruffled their hair,
causing them to chuckle.
"Okay stop Zayn,
I'm Waliyha" she introduced herself as I smile and nodded.
"I'm Safaa!" the youngest waved happily at me as I chuckled,
"hey girls"
"Zayn, is she your girlfriend?" I heard Safaa whisper to Zayn.
Zayn looks up at me as he chuckles and shakes his head,
then he gets down on his knees to match her height.
I chuckled with my arms crossed,
"no Safaa, she's just a friend"
"but she is pretty!" Safaa said, moving her arms around in the air.
I smirked as Zayn smiles at me,
causing me to blush into a deep shade of red.
"I know, but she's not my girlfriend"
"Okay, let's go upstairs Safaa" Walihya said, taking Safaa's hand, leading them to the staircase.
"don't do anything risky!" Zayn shouted, standing up as he watched his sisters go upstairs,
"NO PROMISES!"
Zayn groans at Walihya's response as he looks at me and chuckle,
"Safaa does that to every girl I come home with" he said, sitting down on the large couch.
"You bring girls here to help babysit?" I asked, putting down my messenger bag on the couch.
Zayn stares at his hands as he shakes his head of shame,
"no"
Oh.
Oh! Oh gosh.
Woah Zayn.
"oh, okay" I nodded, sitting next to him as I tuck a hair behind my ear.
Zayn stares at the ground as he starts playing with his fingers,
"I do regret it, you know?
Bring those innocent girls to my house?"
"I'm sure you do" I sighed and nodded,
"y-you . . . you won't hurt me right?" I asked him,
I don't know what came of me to ask him that.
But since I understand of what he meant by bring girls to his home,
it got me nervous since I'm here at his mansion.
I trust him, I trust him.
Zayn looks at me as quickly shakes his head,
"No, no I can never hurt you.
I can't hurt you nor I would" he said, grabbing my hand as I look down and smirk.
"I know, I trust you" I told him, as he looks at me.
Suddenly, I find him leaning in towards me,
what is he doing?
I-Is he going to kiss me?!
He is, isn't he?!
Oh my god, he is!
I just sat there frozen as he lays his forehead against mine,
I could feel his hot breathe on my lips as I close my eyes,
just feeling his breathe with smelled like cigarettes and peppermint.
Maybe it won't be so bad if I let him taste my lips.
He was just inches apart from me as I waited for his lips.
Closer, closer, closer . . . .
Wait. I can't do this.
I can't hurt my Harry like this.
"Zayn" I said as he stops leaning and pulls away, looking at me.
"I can't do this . . . .
I-I can't do this to Harry"
"why can't you do this to him?"
"Because Zayn . . . .
Harry is my . . . b-boyfriend"
He looks at me in shock as he breathes out, moving away from me to the other side of the couch,
I wanted to get closer but I just waited for him to respond.
"I'm sorry, I-I didn't know"
"no one knows"
"No one?"
"Well except for Niall, my friend Cher, and Danielle.
But now, you know as well"
"wait, Liam doesn't know?" he asked confused, I just shook my head as he furrows his eyebrows and looks down at the ground.
"Please don't say anything Zayn, especially not to Liam.
He would kill Harry if he found out we are dating" I told him as he just bites his lips but doesn't respond,
"Please Zayn, I don't want Liam to think I betrayed him,
I have no where else to go"
He snaps his head up as he looks at me,
"no where else to go?"
"No where else to go.
My mom's dead, Liam's dad kicked me out of my home,
I don't even fucking know who my real dad is!" I shouted, he looks at me with an expression of disbelief,
"b-but your bracelet"
"I said supposedly he gave it to me, as in I don't know if he did because I don't know him"
He just sighs as he nods and looks at me,
"I won't tell, I won't say a word" he said as I sighed of relief.
"thank you Zayn" I wrapped my arms around him,
as I slowly feel his arms wrap around me.
"I'm sorry I almost kissed you, I just needed answers" he whispered in my ear,
"I have a feeling towards you that I just don't understand,
but I know it's some kind of love" he told me.
That's what I'm feeling towards him,
not true love but some kind of love.
I slowly pull away as I look at him and smiled,
"your my best friend" I smirk sympathetically at him as he smiles and kisses my cheek.
"AHH! SAFAA!
STOP MESSING WITH MY MAKE UP!
ZAYN!!!!!!"
"see what I mean when I said I needed help" he sighed as I chuckled.
This going to be a long night.








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Louis POV

"and then, you press this button so you could turn on the lights" Eleanor said, showing some project she's tutoring me about.
BORING!
This school shit is boring!
I got grounded for throwing my pencil at one of my teachers,
oh wow.
Me nor Zayn couldn't go to the party!
And I'm stuck here, at my house, in my room, having another stupid tutoring session with Eleanor.
Ehh, I bet the party was lame anyways.
I'm an actor, not an artist.
I just want a little fun.
I look over at my boring tutor as my eyes trail down her body.
She's very fit, and most guys told me she was.
They were right.
Maybe we can have a little fun if you know what I mean.
Time to make my move.
As she kept talking, I move closer to her as she looks up at me awkwardly,
she shrugs it off as she keeps talking.
Hey babe, I'm not giving up that easy.
I lay my hand on her thigh as she stops talking and stares at my hand.
She picked a good day to wear a mini skirt.
"Uh, what are you doing?" she asked me, trying to hold him her nervousness.
"You know Eleanor, a fit girl like you shouldn't go to waste" I smirked as she lets out a shaky breathe.
"w-what do you mean by t-that?" she asked.
I smirked mischievously as I started planting kisses on her neck, moving my hand on her thigh gently as I heard her let out a moan.
"I'm gonna make you feel good tonight, babe" I whispered, I move my lips up to her jaw, up to her mouth as our lips are now connected together.
Our kiss moves into a slow sync, a passionate type, which is weird because I never had a kiss like this before.
It felt . . . Nice.
I gently lay her back on my bed as I'm on top of her, my lips still moving with hers.
She starts to moan as she pulls away from my lips and just looks at me,
"what is this?" she asked through ever heavy breathe.
I just chuckled as I look at her,
"What does it look like?
It's just sex, nothing else"
Her expression falls into a hurt feeling with caused me to have a feeling of guilt.
"Excuse me" she said, getting off my bed, heading over to my computer desk as she grabs her bag and purse.
"Where are you going?" I asked, sitting up.
"home, I'm not taking any chances"
"any chances of what?"
"just being your new sex toy"
I suddenly fell completely guilty,
I never felt bad for someone before.
"Eleanor" I called her, stopping her at her tracks as she at my door, now looking at me.
I just sighed as I shook my head,
"never mind"
She just sighs sadly as she looks at me,
"you know Louis,
you'll never know you'll have if you don't open your eyes and realize that it's right in front of you"

'right in front of you'

In front of me?
And for that, she left.



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