Deniesse's POV
Deniesse: bạn mean.. my bedroom is between harry and zayn?
Gemma: yeah. why? Harry's your boyfriend anyway.

Oh i forgot about Harry's plan. I fake smiled. Gosh, i hate for not telling the truth to my best friend.
Deniesse: Yeah, right.
Harry got out of his bedroom. Plan time!
Harry: Hey, babe.
He was about to Kiss my lips but I turn away so his soft lips landed on my cheeks. I can see disappointment in his face. He gave me the you-are-breaking-our-plan look. I saw Zayn going upstairs. He looks at us. Gemma clears her throat.
Gemma: I gotta go, guys. Nighty night!
She hurried to her bedroom leaving Me, Harry, and Zayn.
Zayn: So.. Congratulations!
The way he đã đưa ý kiến it... it was... I don't know...he's not happy about it.
Harry: Thanks, buddy.
Zayn turned to me.
Zayn: Goodnight, Deniesse.
Then he got inside his bedroom and bangs the door. I looked down and turned to Harry.
Deniesse: Harry, let's stop this. I hate lying to my friends.
Harry: Friends?! bạn think Zayn treats bạn as a friend?!
Harry's now yelling at me. I yelled back.
Deniesse: How dare bạn yell at me!
He holds my shoulders shaking me.
Harry: Zayn's not treating bạn as a friend! He loves you!
My eyes widened when i heard those words. Zayn loves me? thêm that a friend?
Harry let's go of me. His voice became calm.
Harry: Look, I'm sorry.
I didn't speak and went to my bedroom. the words 'he loves you' runs through my mind.
I took a bath and changed my clothes into this: link . I laid down to bed. I can't sleep. I decided to get out of my room. I knocked on the door to my left which is Zayn's. No answer. I slowly opened the door and sees Zayn sleeping. I sat on his giường and touches his face. i leaned down so my face is an inch away from his ear. I whispered: "I'm sorry, Zayn. I'm really sorry. I tình yêu bạn so much and don't ever forget that." I sat back up and wipes the tears that rolled down my cheeks. I got out of his bedroom and went to my bedroom. I drift off to sleep.

Zayn's POV
I heard my bedroom door crack open. I can feel someone sitting on my bed. It was a girl. She whispered in my ear,"I'm sorry, Zayn. I'm really sorry. I tình yêu bạn so much and don't ever forget that." Then she leaves. Deniesse. She loves me. I sat on my bed. I can't sleep. I smiled in the thought that it's me.. she loves me.