Louis loves to tease Harry and make him feel uncomfortable. But what if they somehow develop feelings for each other, but there is a problem - they have to keep their relationship a secret, because...
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"You like playing with me, don't you?" He pu...
It's Sunday again. This week passed by quickly. I had a couple of boring lessons, a few dates with El and I spent most of my time with just Liam and since our talk, I haven't spoken to Harry the whole time. Zayn hasn't come to school yet. Right now, I'm sitting in my car and I'm on my way to his house. Liam is already there. I haven't seen him in a while, so I want to check how's he doing.
I park my car in front of Zayn's house and enter the building. I don't usually knock, they're used to me coming here often. So I make my way to his room.
"Hey Louis," Liam says, when I open the door. He is sitting on Zayn's bed, while the guy with a broken heart is laying under the sheets.
"Hi Zayn, how you doing?" I ask, coming closer to them and sitting on the floor. I'm waiting for his answer, but nothing comes from his pink lips. He is staring at the ceiling and breathing deeply. He's just laying there without moving.
"Well, not very well. But he hasn't tried to text her for two hours. I think we're making a progress," Liam replies.
"Yeah, you're doing great. Listen, you'll find someone even better than Perrie. You just weren't meant to be together."
"B-but it's Perrie," those are the first words I hear from him.
"I know, but obviously she's not the right girl for you."
"Now, I'm gonna die alone," he whispers.
"Zayn, you're a great guy. You're smart, funny, adorable, loving and very charming lad. You're definitely gonna find someone. There is no way for you to die alone," Liam joins me with comforting Zayn.
"Thanks guys. You're the best," Zayn says.
We spent a few hours with him, mostly by listening to sad songs and waiting for him to cry it all out. In my opinion it's always better to get those emotions out and not to keep them inside. That could ruin you.
"I think I need some sleep," Zayn tells us when he finally stops crying.
"We understand, mate," I say and stand up from the floor.
"Yeah, we're going. Call me whenever you want. I'll come tomorrow to see you," Liam smiles at him and then we make our way out of his house.
"I am really worried about him. It's been a while since I saw him smile and I hate it," Liam says, when we're standing outside, next to our cars.
"Same, he's devastated. He loved her very much and she broke his heart, it's understandable."
"I know, but still. He's our lad and I can't stand seeing him like this."
"It's terrible. He just has to get over her and start all over again with someone else," I sign. It's really hard to see him like this. I always thought they were a perfect couple without any problems, but obviously I was wrong.
Me and Liam talk for a while and then we both head home.
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It's evening. After I came from Zayn's I spent the day in my room, doing as usual nothing. But I can't say I didn't enjoy it. Somehow I love spending time on my own. Just me, songs and no one else.
Right now I am sitting on my bed, leaning on the wall behind me. I scroll through instagram and out of nowhere I get very stupid idea. I'm looking at Harry's profile. He has just 4 photos here.
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