Skye

“What do you mean she used you?” I asked shocked. We were all crowded around in Zayn’s room wondering what the hell happened after he came back slamming his door.

“What do you think it means Skye? It means exactly that. She USED me! She never loved me!” Zayn yelled at me standing up glaring at me angrily. I jumped back, Zayn had never yelled at me like that before. It was actually scary. Harry stood up instantly, glaring at Zayn.

“Calm down mate, we’re just trying to help.” Harry said sternly stepping between Zayn and I.

“I don’t want your help,” Zayn said miserable sitting back down.

“No but you need it,” Liam said putting an arm around Zayn as he stuck his head in his hands. I tugged on Harry’s hand letting him know it was okay to sit down. He wrapped an arm around me as he still glared at Zayn.

“I’m sorry,” Zayn mumbled glancing up at me. Tears filled his eyes. Harry relaxed next to me. I got up and reached forward pulling Zayn into a hug, he was quiet for a moment as his body shook and I could feel his tears wet my shoulder. I rubbed his back soothingly.

“I love her.” He whispered to me. I kissed his head and continued to rub his back soothingly.

Afterwards Zayn decided to go to bed and Liam offered to stay there with him in case he needed anything. The rest of us headed outside quietly.

“Something’s not right,” I said. “Lacey wasn’t that type of girl.” I explained further.

“Looks like she used us all,” Louis said leaning against the door and pulling Eleanor into his grip

“No I don’t believe that,” I insisted. “She loved him, I could tell!”

“You’ve seen him Skye! Obviously she didn’t!” Harry said to me exasperated.

“We don’t know her side of the story!” I raised my voice at him.

“After what she said, her side doesn’t matter!” Harry said glaring at me. I sighed and hung my head.

“Skye’s right Harry. We all got to know Lacey pretty well. Did any part of her make you think that she would do this, say this to Zayn. Did she seem fake to you at all?” Tate asked Harry sternly. He sighed and shook his head.

“Maybe she’s just good at acting.” Niall shrugged from his spot next to Tate. She turned to stare at him and shook her head.

“No one is that good. There’s something else going on here that we don’t know.” She replied quickly as I nodded in agreement.

“Doesn’t matter though. What matters is that she broke our mate’s heart. Right now he needs us. That’s all that matters.” Louis muttered, eyes downcast before muttering a small goodbye and leaving with Eleanor. Everyone else eventually dispersed from the hallway as Harry and I made our way to the elevator.

“I really don’t want to fight now, not about this.” I whispered after a long silence between us. I heard Harry sigh, before his arms were wrapped around me and I pressed myself into his chest.

“I love you,” I said to him softly. He pressed a kiss to my forehead.

“I love you too.” He said back nuzzling his nose into my hair.

“Could we maybe go see her?” I asked him tentatively.

“Skye!” He exclaimed.

“I’m sorry Harry, but Zayn’s hurt and…” Harry cut me off.

“Exactly he’s hurt. So we’re going to support him. Not her. Just leave it. Please.” He pleaded with me. I sighed and nodded before following him to his car. I still couldn’t believe that Lacey could say that. I knew Lacey, she had been there the whole year the boys had been on tour. I would know if she had been fake at all. A year is a long time to act.

“Stop thinking about it.” Harry muttered as we drove home. I rolled my eyes at him.

“I can’t Harry. I’ve known her for over a year now. I can’t believe she would say that to Zayn without there being a reason!” I told him defiantly. He shook his head and sighed.

“I want to believe that, I do. But in reality we should have stopped Zayn from doing what he did. We shouldn’t have let him carry it on. Either way this would have ended badly down the track.” I glanced at Harry as his hands tightened on the steering wheel. He was beating himself up about this. He felt guilty for not stopping Zayn. I reached over and ran my fingers through his hair comfortingly.

“You couldn’t do anything Haz. He decided to do this himself.” I told him softly.

“We promised to protect each other. We promised to be there for each other.” He replied, pulling into our driveway. A few paparazzi were out front so we quickly rushed inside.

“I’m going for a shower.” Harry told me before heading upstairs. I bit my lip and waited a moment before pulling out my phone and dialling Lacey’s number. No reply again. I decided to try her home number. A housekeeper answered.

“Uh hi is Lacey there?” I asked softly. There was a pause on the other end before I was told to wait.

“No I’m sorry, she’s unable to talk.” The lady said before I was met with the dial tone. I stared at the phone surprised. If Lacey meant what she said to Zayn there would be no reason for her parents to stop her from talking to me. And I didn’t believe that Lacey herself didn’t want to talk to me.

I frowned when the doorbell ran and headed for it. It didn’t normally ring often. I opened the door to be met with Toby and Gemma.

“Hey guys.” I smiled bright pressing a kiss to Gemma’s cheek and hugging Toby.

“Harry invited us over for dinner.” Gemma explained as they walked in. I rolled my eyes at Harry forgetting to tell me.

“Of course he did.” I laughed. “Is take out alright then because Harry didn’t let me know.”

Harry took this as a chance to walk down the stairs, thankfully wearing clothes. He stared at Gemma and Toby confused for a moment before flashing me an innocent smile.

“Honestly Harry!” I whined before ushering everyone into the living room. I grabbed some drinks for everyone.

“So have you guys decided on a time for the wedding?” Gemma asked curiously. I laughed at her, all she wanted to do was talk about the wedding, not that I had any objections. I glanced towards Harry who smiled at me.

“Well we were kind of thinking a wedding in May, of next year.” I told her. Her face lit up in excitement.

“Why May?”

“Well that was the month we met.” Harry explained to her, continuing to smile at me as I blushed lightly.

“Ah! You two are just too adorable for words!” Gemma teased us. Toby pinched her side to make her stop. I smiled at them.

“Are you having it here or back home?” Toby asked us. I smiled softly as he called Australia home. I felt nostalgic slightly, I hadn’t called Australia home in a long time. I exchanged a glanced with Harry who shrugged.

“I guess we haven’t decided that. We were lucky enough to decide on the date.” I told them earnestly. “Harry wanted to get married next month.”

“Boys,” Gemma rolled her eyes before lifting her legs up to rest on Toby’s lap.