Kendall’s POV:
Kendall's POV:
I can't believe that Chanel would do something like that. Especially to someone who is as nice and caring and sweet as Zayn. She has been my best friend for almost two years, and this act is certainly not her. Or maybe I don't know who SHE is, exactly. I have this urge of bitch slapping her right now and telling her off for what she has done. And here I thought I felt sorry for her for getting raped. Ha, she deserves an Oscar for that little performance. Why would she do that to Zayn? And get an abortion? Unless she isn't. Wait, didn't she go to the hospital with Zayn a few days ago? Ugh, my mind is so jumbled up right now; I don't know what to think. It's Tuesday right now, which meant her doctor appointment was on Saturday. Did she manage to escape that as well?
"I just can't believe that Chanel is capable of doing that," I sighed, playing with the ends of my hair.
Harry and I were sitting on the stairs, not moving. The two of us have been sitting here ever since Chanel walked away, thinking. Why was this happening? Why to Zayn? He didn't do anything to deserve this. "What are we going to do?" Harry asked. "Should we tell Zayn?"
"It would be the right thing to do," I said, looking into his gorgeous green emeralds. "But how?"
Harry seemed to be thinking. "We should tell him tonight. Only him, when he's alone. The sooner we tell him, the better."
I nodded and stood up. Offering Harry a hand, I said, "Let's go, Curly."
Harry smirked, taking my hand and we walked towards his flat. When we got there, we saw all of the boys and girls sitting there. Chanel was cuddling with Zayn on the love seat, and I really wanted to scream at her. That lying, sneaky, bi- "KENDALL!" Louis' loud voice rang through the whole flat as he tackled me in a hug. "YOU'RE ALIVE!!"
I laughed as I hugged the Doncaster boy back. "I got my cast off, Lou. I didn't go through surgery."
Louis let go of me and pouted. "Well, excuse me if I was worried about my best friend."
I rolled my eyes and Harry and I went to sit down on the couch. As I sat down, I kept giving Chanel daggers, but she was too busy with Zayn to notice. "If looks could kill," Harry's husky voice whispered in my ear, "Chanel would be six feet under."
I chuckled quietly. "Am I a bad friend if I want to bitch slap her right now?" I whispered.
Harry shook his head, and literally pulled me on to his lap. "No. I mean, it's understandable."
I smiled and tilted my head to kiss his soft lips. "I love you," I whispered.
"I love you too," Harry smiled back, pecking my lips once again.
"STOP KISSING!!" Louis shouted, throwing a couch cushion at Harry and I.
Harry swiftly caught the pillow before it could hit us. "No need to get violent, Boobear!"
Louis stuck his tongue out at us and went back to cuddling with Eleanor. So he's allowed to cuddle with her and Harry and I aren't allowed to kiss? Well, that doesn't seem so fair. As we all watched some random TV show, Harry started playing with my fingers. I looked at him and smiled, the feeling of his hands on mine leaving tingles everywhere was amazing.
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Harry's POV:
“Zayn, we need to tell you something,” I said slowly as we sat down on Zayn’s couch.
Kendall and I were at Zayn’s flat. Everyone had went to their rooms, and since Chanel went home, it was the perfect time to tell Zayn what was going on. He was one of my best mates, and he deserved to know. And he is like a brother to Kendall, and I’m sure she doesn’t want to see him get hurt, either. “Okay?” Zayn said uncertainly as we sat down on the recliner in front of us.
“It’s about Chanel,” Kendall breathed. Zayn nodded, waiting for her to continue, and Kendall let it all out. Of what Chanel had told her at Nando’s, to what, we heard from when she was talking on the phone. Kendall finished, and when we looked at Zayn, his expression was unreadable. “Look, Zayn, it’s true, we-” Kendall was about to say something, but was cut off by Zayn.
“I believe you,” he said in a quiet voice.
“You do?” Kendall and I asked incredulously.
Zayn nodded, fiddling with his thumbs. "Yeah. I mean, Chanel was acting really strange lately. She even called off the doctor appointment."
"She did?" Kendall asked. "I knew she wasn't going to kill the baby."
"How?" I asked her dumbly.
Kendall gave me a look. "I've known her for like, two years. If anything, she'll keep the baby."
I nodded, understanding. I turned back to Zayn and asked, "You alright, mate?"
He sighed and stood up. "I just need some sleep right now."
Kendall and I nodded, taking it as our cue to leave. We bid goodbye to Zayn and walked down to my car so I could drop Kendall back to her flat. But then she asked if she could drive my black Audi. "No way, babe," I said as we approached my car.
"Why not?" she pouted. Damn it, she knows I can't resist it when she does that.
"Because I actually cherish my life," I chuckled.
"I'm a good driver!" she protested.
I snorted. "Yeah, and that's why you ended up with four broken ribs and a broken leg," I joked. Kendall stopped walking and scowled at me.
She folded her arms across her chest. "If you wont let me drive, then I'll just walk."
I ran a hand through my curls and reluctantly handed over my car keys. "Fine," I signed.
Kendall immediately perked up and snatched the keys from my hand. "Yay!" she squealed, getting into the drivers seat.
Chuckling, I got into the passenger seat and Kendall started driving towards her flat. As she drove, I took out my phone and took a picture. It was of me doing a horrified face, and you could see that Kendall was driving as a small smile played on her pink lips.
@Harry_Styles: Letting @Kendall_Woods drive my car. Let's hope I survive! ;O pic.twitter.com/ZTP7381
I posted that on Twitter, and then we finally got to Kendall's flat. We unbuckled our seat belts, but neither of us moved. Suddenly, a thought popped in my head. "Hey, it's your birthday in a couple of weeks," I said.
Kendall groaned and leaned her head against the seat. "Don't remind me."
I smirked. "Why? It's not everyday you turn eighteen! And plus, you get to spend it with me," I winked.
Kendall laughed. "Remember my fourth birthday party? There was more cake on our faces than our stomachs," she laughed, thinking about that time. I smiled, remembering too. We all had a huge cake fight, and rubbed it on each other's faces. It was pretty awesome. Then Kendall said, "Well I should get going. Goodnight, Haz," she said, and gave me a quick kiss. When she was about to get out of the car, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. "What?" she laughed.
"I always want to have the last word, and the last kiss. So if YOU kiss me, you have to know that you owe me one," I smirked, looking into her deep brown eyes.
Kendall let out an adorable giggle. "You're so-"
I didn't let her finish because my lips collided with hers. Her lips were so soft, and tasted like strawberries - probably her lip gloss. When we pulled away about three minutes later, she smiled, "Night, Haz."
I smiled back. "Night, babe."
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Kendall's POV:
The next morning, I woke up at five minutes past eleven. I was still in my pajama shorts and tank as I sipped my Yorkshire tea and and ate some biscuits as my break fast. Turning on my phone, I walked into the living room and turned on the TV. Once my phone was on, I saw that I had a message from Harry that was sent almost half an hour ago.
From: Haz<3
Morning, love! The lads & I are on our way to some interview. It starts at 11! It's on channel 32, if you wanna watch xx.
I quickly changed to channel thirty-two, seeing that the interview would be over in about ten minutes. When I finally got there, they were being asked about their girlfriends. Coincidence? I think not. They all were talking about their girlfriends, until Zayn was asked. "I'm currently single," he said, half confidently and half nervously.
I did a spit take with my tea, and you could tell the other lads were shocked as well. I knew Zayn was going to break up with Chanel, but I didn't know he would announce it TODAY. The interviewer, Sally, frowned slightly. "Oh? I thought you were dating a girl named Chanel?" she asked.
Zayn shrug and shook his head. "It didn't work out too well," he said simply.
Sally nodded and moved on to Harry. "Taken," he grinned cheekily.
Sally smiled. "Aah, yes. We have seen some recent photos of you and your girlfriend, Kendall Woods."
On the screen that was behind the boys, several photos of Harry and I came up. From the park, McDonald's, leaving and going into his flat, the Twitter pictures we had taken, some from us leaving us hospital, and even us kissing. Everyone in the audience as well as Sally and the bos awed as Harry - and I - blushed. Once they died down, Sally said, "Now, we heard that she was in a car accident. How is she?" she asked, concern in her voice. And it wasn't fake, it was genuine. I like these type of interviewers, because they actually seem to care and don't just fake it to make themselves look like good, kind hearted people.
"She's doing well," Harry answered with a smile. "She got her cast off yesterday, and her few broken ribs have been healing well."
Sally smiled. "That's good to hear," she said. "Unfortunately, that's all the time we have." When she said that, the audience and the boys booed. "Until next time, this was One Direction!"
I then shut the television off, seeing that the interview was over. My phone started blasting my ringtone, which was Want U Back by Cher Lloyd. Without checking the caller ID, I answered it. "Hello?"
"Why the hell did Zayn say that he's single?!" Chanel's shrill voice exclaimed. "We've already gone public!"
"Oh, it's you," I said bluntly, setting my finished tea cup down.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, calming down a little.
I stood up from the couch, clenching my phone so hard that it might break. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I practically shouted. "You lied to me, Chanel! You say you got raped, but in reality, you had sex with another guy! Who's not your boyfriend - ON PURPOSE!" I was yelling now. "Do you know how sick that is? Harry and I overheard you talking to some guy at the boys' flat. The guy that knocked you up? The father of your baby? We told Zayn, obviously. And so, yeah, he's breaking up with you!"
There was silence on Chanel's end of the phone, until she finally spoke. "You had no right to eavesdrop on my conversation. And you definitely had no right to tell Zayn that," she spoke calmly, but I could tell she was clenching her jaw.
"Are you serious right now, Chanel?" I asked incredulously. "You don't love Zayn. You were using him. Isn't that the truth?"
More silence. Until she said, "Yeah, it's true."
"Then why lead Zayn on? He's such a sweet and innocent guy. He wasted time on you," I said. "Go to the guy who knocked you up, alright? Zayn's done with you. And I'm afraid to say that I am too."
"W-What?" Chanel stammered. "What do you mean, you're done with me?"
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "Look, Chanel, you lied to me about such a big thing. I don't think I can forgive you for that. You are my best friend, but you hurt another one of my best friends. That's not okay. I'll... I'll be there to support you with your baby, but for now, please, I can't talk to you." With saying that, I hung up. I stood in the middle of my living room, eyes closed, and breathed heavily. I love Chanel, I really do. She has been there for me throughout my Harry situation, she understood me like no one else - well, besides Harry. But for now, I just need to be away from her.
My phone started blaring Harry's solo from What Makes You Beautiful, which was actually his ringtone. Smiling slightly, I answered, "Hey, babe."
"Hey," he said, and I could tell he was smiling too. "Did you see our interview?"
"Yeah," I answer. "Did you... Did you talk to Zayn about the..."
"Yeah, I did," Harry answered. "He said that it's obviously best if he broke up with her, so he said that he was single. He's talking to Chanel in the phone right now, actually."
I raised an eyebrow. "Really? I just got off the phone with her," I admitted.
"What did she say?" Harry asked.
I sighed. "I basically told her off. Said that you and I heard her talking on the phone, and how we told Zayn. I said that he said he was single for obvious reasons, and that I'm just going to keep my distance from her." With a deep breath I added, "Though, I told her that I will be there for her when it comes to the baby."
"WHAT?" Harry demanded. "Why would you do that, Kendall? She lied to Zayn; she lied to YOU!"
"Harry, what Chanel did was wrong, I know," I started. "But she is still one of my best friends. She has been there for me for two years - she has been there for me whenever I had to deal with you. I'm not going to leave my pregnant best friend - who's only eighteen - all by herself. Sure, she has her family, but I want to be there for her too."
"Fine," Harry muttered. "Anyway, I'm picking you up in about half an hour. We're going to the beach!" he exclaimed.
A smile came on to my lips. "Okay!" I said, and then hung up.
I took a quick shower and then proceeded to change out of my pajamas. I wore my peach bikini bottom, and then the strapless peach bikini top that had white flowers on it. Over the bottom, I wore short faded denim shorts, and over my bikini top, I wore a long white cardigan that had sleeves that reached below my elbows. I wore my black flip flops, and dried my hair and let it open. I applied water proof mascara and only some lip gloss. Grabbing my beach bag, I put in my sun screen, towel, a water bottle, and my third Hunger Games book, Mockingjay. Looking in the mirror, I saw you could see my stomach and bikini top, so I just took the cardigan and held it in the middle. But it seriously didn't matter, since we are going to the beach, so I let it drop. Putting on my sunglasses, I saw that Harry had texted me saying that he was outside waiting in his car. Grabbing my bag, I headed out.
(Her outfit http://pinterest.com/pin/217228381996727703/ )
When I got to Harry and sat in his car, I greeted him with a kiss. "Hey," I grinned.
"Hello there," he smiled, revealing his dimples. He looked me over and smirked, "You look hot."
I rolled my eyes and said, "Just drive, Styles."
Harry chuckled and we drove to the beach. When we got there, Harry slipped on his sunglasses and we walked down. Far off, we saw all of our friends - minus Chanel, obviously. We jogged up to them and Louis smirked. "Look who finally showed up."
I laughed as I took the beach chair next to Erin. I then shrugged off the cardigan and slipped off my shorts. "I dunno about you guys, but I'm headed for the water."
Throwing off my flip flops, I ran over to the ocean and dived into the ocean. When I resurfaced, two strong arms wrapped my waist from behind. I instantly knew that it was Harry because of his familiar touch. "Hello there," he whispered, his lips grazing my ear.
I smirked. "Hey," I answered back.
In one swift movement, Harry had spun me around, and I was looking up at him. I'm only five-two and a half, okay? Harry is five-eleven - HE'S A FLIPPING GIANT. The waves crashed around us as Harry leaned down and placed his soft lips on top of mine. Not even a second late, I pulled away with a smirk. Harry pouted, "You're such a tease."
"You say that like its a bad thing," I said, my smirk growing wider. Then, I gave him another quick kiss on the lips.
Harry - who obviously wanted more - whined. "Stop doing that!"
I laughed. "I don't think I will," I teased.
He then crashed his lips down on me without saying anything else. When I tried to pull away, Harry's right hand found the back of my head and kept it there, pushing my head towards him so I wouldn't pull back. Smart bastard. Giving up, I wrapped my arms around his neck as his left hand snaked around my waist. From far off, you could hear the lads and girls wolf-whistle, causing Harry and I to pull away and laugh at them.
"Do you guys have nothing better to do than watch us kiss?" Harry called out to them, causing me to giggle.
"You should know by now if you kiss in public, you'll get several reactions!" Louis called back, laughing.
Harry rolled his eyes and turned back to me. He then kissed me on my nose and I scrunched it up, getting a little tickling feeling. "You look cute when you do that," Harry chuckled, tapping my nose.
That caused me to scrunch my nose up again, but then I ended up laughing.
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Picture of Ariana Grande as Kendall on the side.
ADJJKLG she's so gorgeous!!!
That caused me to scrunch my nose up again, but then I ended up laughing.