Jaylie's POV

I beat on his door with all my strength, begging him to let me explain. I stayed out there for hours, crying my eyes out. Mom and dad eventually came accueil and saw me laying in front of Zayn's door. Dad picked me up and carried me in and set me on the couch. It took me a few moments but I finally found the strength to tell them what happened. They had a long talk with Riley and told him never to talk about what he saw ever again. I wasn't mad at Riley. He's too little to understand. I really wasn't mad at anybody ou anything. Just upset in general. Zayn had to let me explain. I couldn't live without him.

Zayn's POV

        "I tried to warn you, mate. I told toi she was a slut," Niall said.
        "Shut the hell up, Niall! You're not helping!" Harry shouted at him. I was just laying in my lit with my head buried in my oreiller and the door locked. I thought about letting her explain just to see what kind of lie she would think up but I decided against it. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of letting her. So I just laid there with only my thoughts and the boys talking to keep me company.

Jaylie's POV

Days went by. Weeks. Still no contact with Zayn. Even dad tried to talk to him. 
        "That same blonde boy answered the door and a dit he hasn't came out of his room since he heard that from Riley," dad a dit after the third attempt to talk to him. I didn't come out of my room just in case Zayn called ou texted me. He didn't. I had about a million texts from Christie. I didn't answer any of them. I hardly ate anything ou drank anything. I just spent all jour thinking about what to do to get him to listen to me. Then an idea came to me. If he wouldn't listen to me in spoken words, he would just have to listen to me in written words.

Zayn's POV

        "Uh...Zayn? toi might want to read this," Louis a dit from the other side of the door.
        "What is it?" I mumbled.
        "It's a letter from Jaylie. A hand written letter. She's explaining what happened. I think toi better read it."
        "I don't want to read anything she has to say."
        "Come on, mate. Trust me. You'll regret it if toi don't." I thought about it for a moment and what the hell. I'll read it. It won't hurt anything.
        "Slide it under the door."
        I got up and got it off the floor. On the front it a dit "To Zayn- make sure only Zayn reads this" i opened it and began to read:

Zayn,
        I know your thinking that I cheated on you. I'm not. You're the only boy in my life. My little brother is just too young to understand this.
        My last boyfriend(the one Riley was talking about) did something terrible to me. Well, he was about to if it wasn't for Riley walking in. What Riley saw was nothing he could have seen as a bad thing but it was. Blake(my ex) was trying to rape me. He came to my house earlier and tried to have sex with me. I told him I wasn't ready yet. He got pissed and a dit that if I didn't then we were done. I told him that if that was all he cared about then fine I guess its better we're done anyway. He left but he came back in my room through my window at 2:00 the suivant morning. He had a bouquet of fleurs and a dit that he took back what he a dit and he would wait on me to get ready. Then we started s’embrasser and he tried it again. And again I didn't let him. But when I tried to tell him he shut me up par putting canard tape over my mouth and holding a couteau to my throat. He almost had me if it wasn't for Riley walking in. He saw Blake on haut, retour au début of me and didn't see it as anything really bad. He saw the couteau and thought he was hurting me but he still thought he would be my boyfriend after that. He's not. Now he's just my dumb ex. You're the only boy I love.

             Please come back to me,
                                    Jaylie

P.S. Yes. What we have is real. I do think you're my boyfriend. I just wanted to wait and see if toi thought so too. I l’amour toi Zayn Malik. All I want is to hear toi say it back and really mean it.

        It felt like my cœur, coeur was being ripped out of my chest. How could I have done this to her? I had to make it up to her. Somehow.
        "Zayn?" I heard Niall say. "Have toi read the letter yet?"
        "Yes," I said.
        "Then toi have someone here to see you."
        I looked up and saw Jaylie standing in the doorway.

Jaylie's POV

I stood there anxiously waiting to see what he thought. He started walking toward me. He didn't come to me. He walked right past me. He went to his door, shut it, and locked it. Then he turned around an started walking towards me again. He put his hands around my neck and kissed me. I was so happy at that moment. It felt like I had had a huge bag on my shoulders and it just disappeared into thin air. I kissed him back. We fell on his bed. I reached my hands under his chemise and pulled it off. He did the same thing with me. I felt of his abs and they were rock hard. Then I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was like a tiny spark of feu was trying to ignite. Then as if someone poured gas over the tiny spark, it spread through my whole body, making it heat up. I've never had this feeling before but I've heard other girls at school talk about it. They say they feel it right before they-oh. Now I know what it means.
        I started to fittle with his pants button and zipper. 
        "I'm sorry," he whispered against my neck.
        "Don't worry about it. I would have probably done the same thing," I whispered back. I had succeeded in undoing his pants but I knew it would be useless unless he cooperated. Thankfully he did and got his pants off. His trail of kisses went from my lips to the front of my neck to my chest. He started to unhook my bra with his face still on my chest. 
        "I l’amour you," I whispered.
        "I l’amour toi too," he whispered back. He a dit it. And I'm pretty sure he meant it.

        I woke up the suivant morning with the bright sunlight in my face. I rolled over and came face to face with Zayn. 
        "Oh shit!" I yelled. 
        Zayn woke up and looked alarmed. 
        "What's wrong?" he asked me. 
        "Well for one thing I just slept with you, and-" I stopped and blushed.
        "And that's a bad thing?" he teased.
        "Well kinda since it means that I stayed here all night!"
        "Oh. Well maybe your dad will understand."
        "Did toi not see him the other night when he found me over here at two in the morning? Just think of what he'll be like when he figures out I was here all night." I got up, put my clothes on, and went into his living room.
        "Oh look who it is. Did toi two have fun last night, hmm?" Harry a dit as soon as I walked in. "You know the rooms in this building don't close off sound in the other rooms very well. We could hear what was happening all night," Liam a dit smirking. I felt my cheeks heat up. Oh my gosh! They heard us! I'm so embarrassed!
        "It's alright. We won't tell," Niall a dit grinning.
        "Well this is probably the last time we're ever gonna talk to each other again so if toi want to say something toi better say it now," I said.
        "And why would this be the last time we talk to each other?" Louis asked.
        "Well its probably because I just stayed here all night!" 
        "Oh your dad came par last night while toi and Zayn were..." he wiggled his eyebrows, "and he a dit that he trusted toi and toi could stay as long as toi like. Obviously he has bad hearing ou he probably would have beat the door down on toi two. He definitely wouldn't have a dit he trusted you."
        I was shocked. "Really? He a dit that?"
        "Yeah." Wow. That's a first. I'll have to thank him for it later.

Harry's POV

        "Hey, Jaylie? Since toi and Zayn are back together now, I was thinking we could go somewhere today to celebrate," I a dit slowly.
        "Yeah I guess that would be okay," she answered.
        "And I was thinking we could invite Christie...maybe if toi wanted to."
        Her eyes lit up and she grinned. "You fell for her didn't you?"
        "W-what? No! I-I just thought she might like to go," I lied. The truth was I did fall for her. I couldn't stop thinking about her.
        "Oh, right, Harry," Louis a dit sarcastically. My cheeks were bright red with embarrassment. 
        "Sure, Harry. I'll invite her for you," Jaylie said.
        "Okay," I mumbled. We ended up going to the mall to just look around. I walked beside Christie the entire time. Eventually I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to talk to her alone. We walked past a Hollister store and I asked her to come in there with me. We walked around and looked around. She was very talkative. When we were in an area of the store with nobody around, I took my chance.
        "Christie? I've been wanting to ask toi this for a while now..." I trailed off trying to find the right words.
        "Yes?" she asked smiling.
        "Well I was just wondering i-if toi would...want to...maybe...go to a movie with me tonight?" I held my breath waiting for her answer. She just stood there giving me a blank stare. Oh no! Am I, Harry Styles, about to be rejected?

Yes I know it was short and not very good but I couldn't really do anything else to it cuz I wanted the main thing of this story to stay the same and if I did anymore it wouldn't be with the titre anymore plus I really think I should save the suivant thing that happens till the suivant part cuz its gonna be good 

Part 6 coming soon!!