I broke the last of my half cookie in half, and passed it to him. His eyes lit up and he pulled it from my grasp smiling at me, I felt my knees go slightly week under the table. NO, stop it Zayn. He’s your best friend, and he’s straight.

I’d concluded the night that I spent on the beach with Liam; that I could no longer go into relationships. It wasn’t fair on anyone, and it was about time that I let people be happy without me, messing it up. So these weird feelings I was having towards Liam had to stop, now.

(Niall’s POV)

I was finding it hard to keep my feelings a secret, especially when Louis sits so close to me every day. I’d try hard just to ignore him and trying get on with my work, but I keep having urges to just touch him, and tell him that I want to make him mine.

It didn’t take a genius to realise that there was something going on with Louis and Harry and it hurt to watch. I was supposed to be the one making him jealous; not the other way round.
I felt Demi shift onto my lap, I looked at her confused, as she picked up a piece of my pizza and began to shove it in my face.

 I like food, and I love pizza, but pizza brought back memories of my time with Louis. I suddenly didn’t feel hungry.
Demi continued to try and get me to eat, but I turned my face away.
“I’m not hungry,” I muttered.
“Why?” she asked pouting, putting the pizza back down on the plate, and snuggling her body closer to mine.
“I think I’ve eaten too much,” I claimed.
“But you’ve barely touched your food?”  She mumbled.
“It was those cookies...” I said.
“I did tell you not to eat your pudding first,” she said, cupping my cheeks and stroking them with her thumbs. It turned my stomach to have her touching me so much.

I’d been hanging around with Demi a lot more, since Harry and Louis had become best friends. It was almost as if, Demi shrank the longing hole in my heart that only Louis could fill completely.
Wow, that sounded so cheesy.

(Liam’s POV)

I walked past Danielle and her new boyfriend in the halls. She laughed about something he’s said and she turned away blushing.  I diverted my eyes to the ground, passing by them as fast as I could.

I felt a hand on my lower back, gently pushing me forward, so I looked up surprised to see Zayn.
“Hey?” I Greeted confused. He looked at me smiling, brightly.
“Hey,” he winked. I felt myself blush. Oh god, why did that make me blush? Get a grip Liam.
“Come on, we have English,” he smiled a cheeky, breathtaking smile before leading me off to English with him. Breathtaking? Really? I mentally sighed; this boy was doing weird stuff to me lately.

As last lesson ended, I felt a slight relief that I hadn’t had to put up with too many sightings of Danielle today. I made it out of the school, slightly dreading the loneliness I was going to feel when I got home. Danielle use to come over every night, and we would hang out, kissing and cuddling while watching films. But tonight would be empty, just like every night since we broke up.

I saw a dark quiff float through the crowd of student and a plan immediately came to mind.
“Zayn!” I shouted, fighting to be louder than the chatting students that separated me from him, “ZAYN!”  I pushed through the busy hall way, trying to make it to Zayn before he left my sight.

I kept shouting his name until he turned his head in my direction finally. I gave him a wave that made him stop in his tracks so I could catch up.
“Hey,” he greeted when I finally caught up to him.
“Hey,” I smiled brightly, “are you busy tonight?”
“No, not really, why?” he said, as we began to walk again, at the same pace.
“Do you fancy coming over to watch a film or something?” I asked. He smiled at me, looking away for a moment, but almost immediately returning his gaze back to me.
“Yeah, that sounds really... really good,” he said, a light blush creeping across his perfect tan skin. Why is he blushing?

(Louis’ POV)

“That’ it, boo,” Harry said all of a sudden. I reached for the remote and pressed pause to the film we were currently watching.
“What?” I said confused.
“It’s time we talked about this,” he started, “I know.”
“You know?” I said confused, “you know what?”
“Don’t play dumb, Boobear,” he sighed, “I know you have feelings for Niall.”
“What?” I laughed shakily, “no I don’t; Niall and I barely ever talk, so how can I have feelings for him?”

“Lou,” he said turning his head to look at me. I tried to keep my eyes away from his gaze. “Lou, look at me.” I let out a sigh and turned my head to meet his gaze.
“I have a plan,” he said smirking mischievously.
“A plan?” I said raising an eye brow.
“Yes,” he said, “a plan to help you steal that boy’s heart.”
“What are you talking about? I don’t have ‘feelings’ for Niall, and Niall is straight!” I defended.

“You can defend yourself all you want Lou, but anyone with eyes can tell that you have something for that boy,” he said looking up at the roof, “it was a bit like a one of those connect the dots, figuring it out though.”
I looked at him confused as he glanced back at me, smiling.


“I saw the jealous looks you were giving Demi and Niall, the first day you sat with us at the table. At first I thought it was Demi you wanted. But then I figured, you don’t know Demi enough to be jealous of Niall being with her; so I assumed you were just lonely and that you wanted to have something like what Niall and Demi have,” he said sounding very ‘Sherlock Holmes’, “anyway, when we hung out a couple days ago, I pieced together that your gay-“


“What?” I said, interrupting him. He figured out I was gay?
“Oh come on Lou, you do drama! And you’re so camp,” he laughed. “Anyway, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted,” he shot me a look, “I pieced together that your gay, and that you have a crush on Niall.”
I stayed silent. Well, this is extremely awkward.
“And the plan is perfect, Lou,” he said smirking at his own devious mind.
I sighed; guess there was no point in trying to hide it.
“What’s the plan?” I asked.

“Well, actually the plan started earlier today, it’s the classic ‘jealousy’ plan,” he smirked.
“Wait, what do you mean ‘the plan started earlier today’?” I asked.
“You think I really wanted that cookie?” he smirked, meeting my gaze again.
“Wait, so you were doing that to make Niall jealous?” I questioned.
“Yeah, and it worked,” he laughed, “you should of seen his face, Lou, he looked like he was going to tackle me off your lap, that boy is so possessive.”

“But he’s with Demi,” I said confused.
“Niall’s definitely gay, Louis,” he claimed. Those words made my heart swell 100 times bigger.
“How do you know?” I asked.
“I’ve known Niall a long time,” he chuckled, “he’s definitely gay.”
“So why is he with Demi?” I asked.
“I don’t really know; convenience? Entertainment?” he pondered, “but I know he’s not that into her.”
“They look pretty into each other,” I muttered.

“There are no feelings there though, when you look at his smile, you can tell it’s forced,” Harry concluded.
“So your plan is to just make him jealous?” I raised my eye brow.
“well, that’s phaze one of the plan; phaze two is to get you two to spend some time together, make him really realise that he needs to make a move, and then phaze three is the break, when he can’t take it anymore, he will come to you. You’ll see.” Harry replied smirking. I looked at him sceptically.
This boy had better know what he’s doing.

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