7
*Zayn’s POV*
Once I had gotten all the girls home, I sat down at the island in the kitchen. I was just finishing up my sandwich when my older sister, Doniya, walked in.
“Is there anything left to make a sandwich?” she asked. I gave her a sheepish smile, we were supposed to go grocery shopping later and I had used all the bread.
“It’s fine, I’ll just have a bag of crisps,” She chuckled as she went to the draw to grab a bag. She sat down on the other side of the island as me. I got up and grabbed two glasses from the cupboard and poured us some milk.
“Thanks,” she smiled, “So...how’s school? How are your friends? Classes?” I tensed up a bit and looked down at the table.
“Good...how’s school going for you?” I tried to seem more relaxed.
“It’s going good so far. You have any plans with your friends for today?” I shuffled my feet nervously on the ground.
“Listen Zayn, I know all about school for you,” my eyes widened a bit. I had to say something I couldn’t have her worrying about me. “I saw what those Jo-”
“I called mum a dickhead!” I quickly screamed. She looked at me puzzled before she burst out laughing.
“Wh-what does that h-have to do with anything?” she said in between breaths of laughter.
“Well Harry and I were going to hang out today. We were texting and then I by accidentally texted mum calling her a dickhead. So I’m grounded for the week,” I explained. I didn’t mention it was all for a class project we were partnered up for. It’s not lying...it’s just misleading, I guess.
She gave me a skeptical look. “So you and Harry were going to hang out together?”
“Yea, now I’m grounded though,” I muttered. She searched my face to see if I was lying. She sighed and then gave me a small smile.
“Allright. Well it’s nice to hear you’re hanging out with people. I thought something happened that you haven’t been telling me about,” she finished her milk and took her bags of crisps with her to the living room. I felt a pang in my chest, I didn’t like lying to Doniya.
*Harry’s POV*
I awoke on the couch and trudged into the kitchen. I soon heard footsteps and saw Louis enter the kitchen beaming from ear to ear.
“Have a nice Nouis cuddle?” I chuckled.
“Nouis?” he asked still smiling.
“Yea, Niall and Louis. Nouis! That’s your ship name! DUH! I’m your biggest shipper!” I joked and then proceeded to pull out my phone and show him the photo I took of them cuddling. He looked down at the picture with adoration written all over his face.
“Can you send that to me?” he asked still looking at my phone. I quickly tapped away and sent him the photo and sent one to my email to be able to print it out later. He quickly checked his phone and I knew he had received it
“So Niall feeling okay?” I asked. His eyes looked glazed like he was remembering something and he was smiling a big goofy grin.
“We watched Bambi and ate Red Vines together.” He sighed content. He was acting really strange, but in a positive way, I guess. I hadn’t seen him act like this since his last girlfriend. Maybe he had met some girl at the party that he remembered. Or some girl called him back.
“So you meet up with anyone last night? There were a lot of pretty girls there last night.” I flashed him a cheeky smile. His face fell for a moment and he seemed pained, but soon his smile came back, though it didn’t reach his eyes.
“I uh no.” He smiled weakly. I felt my eyebrows knit together as I tried to figure out who or what had gotten him so happy, but not just regular happy more of a dumb love happy.
“Did you meet up with a girl recently?” I asked. He played with the hem of his shirt and avoided eye contact with me.
“I... uh... ermmm, well I fancy someone...” He muttered. Knew it! I called it! Louis was so head over heels for someone!
“Who! How long have you been seeing each other? Or have you not asked her out yet? Does she go to our school?” I interrogated him.
“Oh,” he said slowly thinking, “well this someone does go to our school and I’m very fond of this someone and uhhh I think you like this person too and so you see this someone everyday.” I smiled, Louis hasn’t seemed this lovestruck in a long time. I couldn’t help but think: maybe she’ll finally be the one...
“So who is she?” I bounced on up and down. He fidgeted a bit more. Maybe it was that beautiful theater girl, Lizz? Or that sexy cheerleader Kiara! He always seemed to have a thing for Emily though...or maybe his science partner Christina. She was there at the party wasn’t she?
“Um well uh this person is special and umm yea...” He looked over towards the doorway, contemplating something. He wasn’t telling me something... and I don’t mean the girl’s name. There’s something else. I could read Louis like an open book. We were the closest out of everyone.
“Lou, you can tell me anything.” I gave him a sympathetic look.
“I uh well I fancy someone.”
“Yea Lou I know! Alright tell me about this someone, eh?” His face brightened up.
“Well this someone has an amazing smile, adorable laugh, the cutest accent, they’re just so kind and down to earth and laugh at everything! And my g-d don’t even get me started on his eyes they’re so blue like the ocean or the sky and you just want to stare into them forever,” he froze up for a second and looked at me fear in his eyes.
I didn’t get it. What was wrong with Lou, wait. His? His eyes? As in a guy? He raced for the door, but I grabbed his arms and held him back.
“Lou-”
“YOU HATE ME! I’M SO SORRY! I SWEAR I’M STRAIGHT! YOU’LL NEVER HAVE TO SEE ME AGAIN! YOU HATE ME YOU HATE ME!”
“Lou no I do-”
“YOU MUST NEVER WANT ME TO COME TO YOUR HOUSE AGAIN! I’M SO SORRY HARRY!! YOU’LL NEVER HAVE TO SEE ME AGAIN I’LL LEAVE YOU ALONE!”
“LOUIS!!!” I yelled cutting off his sobs and rambling. He looked up at me startled.
“Yes?” he squeaked. I pulled him closer to me even though he was protesting and engulfed him in a hug. He relaxed after a few seconds.
“You don’t hate me?” He asked. I chuckled and looked down at him.
“No, I don’t hate you. I will never hate you Lou. You are practically my brother,” he smiled. If I hated him that would just make me a hypocrite right? I felt Louis tense and saw his eyes go wide. “Shit, I said that allowed didn’t I?”
“Yea mate... you did.” he gulped. I shuffled my feet a little and he play punched my arm. I looked up at him confused.
“Harry, I just told you I fancied a guy, why do you think I’m going to judge you or be upset with you? Cheer up!” he said softly. I thought it over for a second and then felt a little better. It was off my chest someone knew and it was my best friend! And also he didn’t care!
I then thought over everything Louis had said and felt my eyes go wide.
“Niall?” I choked out. He stilled all his muscles frozen and he had the same doe eyed look I probably had on.
He locked with my eyes again and sheepishly nodded, “ok, look. It is Niall... but I don’t know...” he looked at the ground drawing circles on the tiles with his toes like he’s done since he was a little kid.
“Zayn!” I blurted out. He looked at me puzzled.
“What?”
“I fancy the art nerd, Zayn.” I sighed shakily.
“Oh... ok?” he said still looking confused as to why I said that, “Well there’s something with that Harry that you’ll have to understand,” he said looking a little like a worried mother.
“Ok, what’s wrong?” I said. What was wrong with me liking Zayn? Well besides the fact that everyone dislikes him, the people I hang out with especially, and the fact that I’m known as a lady’s man....but I’m still the same Harry... right?
Finally Louis spoke. “Well Harry, you know what category he falls under, right?” he said. How could he say that! That’s rude in so many levels! So what if he’s not a part of my regular group of friends?! It’s not like it’s law to not hang out with him... it’s just pretty much going to risk my high status and friends.
“I don’t care what ‘category’ he falls under Lou,” I said through clenched teeth. He sighed.
“I didn’t mean to offend you. I’m sorry Hazz. I’m in no better place...loving a boy who thinks of me as his best friends...but hey we still have eachother and we can work it through this maybe even get us in a relationship with who we want!” He chuckled.
I smiled leave it to Lou to laugh in such a predicament! Then he was dragging me to the living room.