Louis:
You walked into your dimly lit flat after a night out with Zayn. You loved hanging out with him. You two had such similar senses in style, taste in food and even the same hobbies. You two got along really well, and he was pretty much your best friend. You slipped off your shoes and turned on the hall light. Louis was sitting on the couch in the dark, his face in his hands. "Hey you weirdo" you laughed, taking off your coat. Louis didn't respond. "Lou?" you asked, and he said nothing. You walked over to him and tapped his shoulder. "Louis, are you awake?" you asked. "I'm fine" he said, his voice cracking. You practically jumped back you were so shocked. "Are you crying?" you asked, making your way around to the front of the couch. You had only seen Louis cry a handful of times. It was strange and concerning. "I'm fine" he repeated, and you shook your head. "Louis, you're not fine" you said, peeling his hands away from his face. Louis looked at you, his eyes blood shot from crying. He looked like he was cringing with pain, and you frowned. "What's going on?" you asked, and Louis lowered his glance. "I just... It's stupid" he said, and you shook your head. "If it's making you upset, it's not stupid. Talk to me" you encouraged, sitting next to him and taking his hands in your lap. You started drawing hearts on his palms as you waited for him to talk. "I just. I love you, you know that" he started, and you nodded. "I just get scared when you go out with Zayn. I feel like you two get on so well, you're like best friends. What if, in time, you like him more than me. And you leave me, for Zayn" Louis said, and the silence was deafening. You stared at Louis, his usually perfect smile trembling as he fought back letting out a sob. His eyes pierced through you, and you shoulders fell. "Louis, never in a million years would I leave you for Zayn. Zayn and I are friends. Like brother and sister. I love you, Louis, not him. I couldn't even imagine dating Zayn, he's like my not so gay best friend. You have to know how much I adore you" you said, pulling his hands up and kissing them. You reached across and kissed his cheek while wiping away a tear. "I just get scared" he said, looking slightly embarrassed. "Well, don't think you're getting rid of me that easy, Tomlinson" you smiled, and he smiled too, before pulling you into a hug.
Niall:
After a day of spending time with Harry, you sincerely couldn't wipe the smile off your face. After meeting Niall, Harry had become your best friend. It was like you split your time 50/50 with Harry and Niall. The best was when the three of you would hang out together, but those times were rare. Today, you had gone out for sushi for lunch. You were coming home to get Niall to go do some shopping. You walked in and called for Niall. "Babe?" you asked, looking in the kitchen. He wasn't there, so you continued throughout the house. He was nowhere to be found. You walked back down to your car to get your phone. You called Niall, and you could hear wind and water when he answered. "Umm hi, shopping. Now" you said, giggling but a little frustrated. Niall hung up on you, and you were in shock. What was his problem. You walked to the end of the driveway to three paparazzi who were standing. "Hey guys, where's Niall?" you asked and none of them spoke. "I know you all know. Just tell me or I'm going to call the police for trespassing" you said, pointing to them standing on your driveway. "Victoria Embankment Gardens" one of the men said, and you thanked him. You quickly waved for a picturwe and hopped in your car. When you got to the park, you got out and spotted Niall immediately. He was surrounded by a crowd. "Shit" you whispered, jogging towards him. You pushed through the crowd and Niall was sitting on a bench, looking out at the water. "Look, everyone needs to back up and give us space or I will be calling the police" you said, and everyone dispersed. You sat next to Niall, who still stared out at passing boats. "Niall" you whispered, but he didn't turn. You sat next to him and he slid down the bench so you two wouldn't be touching. "Why?" you asked, and he shook his head once. "Did I do something? Was it me eating that last banana because I seriously didn't know you wanted to make a smoothie with it" you said, your mouth racing only half as fast as your mind. Niall's mouth turned upwards a little, but he still looked somber as he shook his head. "Please, Niall, babe, talk to me" you said, scooting closer. He finally turned and sighed. "Do you love Harry?" he asked, and you slid back in shock. "I mean, we're friends but I don't love him like I love you" you said, confused. "I just, you two always hang out. I get scared" he said, and your eyes widened. "Niall, I only have eyes for you. You're the only person I will ever love like this, with this much passion and heart. I know I hang out with Harry a lot, and I will stop if even one second of it is hurting you, Niall" you said, and he smiled. "I am happy you're friends, I just get scared" he said, and you shook your head. "I'm into Irish guys, Niall" you winked, and he smiled. "Let's go home?" you asked, and he shook his head. "Let's go shopping" he replied, and you nodded. You walked hand in hand to the car and were off to do your shopping.
