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"Harry..." I looked over at him. My name left his lips once again, before I felt a smirk grow on my face. Louis was moaning my name, in his sleep... Niall turned, hearing my name, probably thinking something dirty was going on. His eyes travelled to our hands, Louis sleeping, and then my smirk as a blush came over my face.
He said nothimg, only turned with a small smile. Luckily Nick was also asleep, and Liam and Zayn were in front. I shook him awake gently. "Louis..." I whispered.
"Fuck...Harry," He moaned, and I shook him again, feeling embarrassed for him. He finally opened his eyes, and they filled with realization as they met mine. He gasped, his face mortified and looking a bit like a tomato. I chuckled, but then he pulled his hand away.
I tried to block the rejection on my face, to mask it with laughter, but by the look on his face I could tell he saw anyway. I turned, still chucking, but it was fake by then.
He coughed awkwardly. "How much longer?" He called to the front seat. Niall smirked back at us, but turned dejectedly when he saw my hands in my lap and Louis's clasped around his drink, no longer intertwined.
"About an hour." Came Liam's reply. We stopped a few times along the way, but since none of us had gotten much sleep the night before and we had to get up at six, we slept almost the whole way.
My dreams consisted of myself living out my real dream, and no this isn't weird or unusual. I want to have a baby. Have a baby, not have a wife who does. I want to go through it all, the pregnancy, the kicks in my belly, the birth. I want the experience.
I'm a shy, introverted, bisexual, awkward, photo taking, mass of curly haired boy who wants to fall in love and have a baby. And that's what happened in my dreams, but instead of the other daddy being Channing Tatum or Adam Lavigne, it was none other than the boy whom was asleep, who was clutching my hand.
"Good." Nick mumbled sleepily. I chuckled, he was cute. Not Zayn or Louis, but cute.
"Okay, Harry. Your turn to drive, since you know where we're going." Zayn told me, pulling over on the side of the highway. Liam climbed in the back with Louis, and Zayn and I claimed the front.
By the time I turned around, the rest of them were asleep already. I noted with a certain form of relief that Liam and Louis weren't near each other. Liam leaned against his window while Louis leaned on his. "Harry..." Zayn looked over at me, with a small smile.
"Hm?" I asked, dazedly. We looked at each other. From there on it was all backroads, but since it began pouring down rain (just our luck), we pulled over. Luckily the boys were still sleeping, although we only had about half an hour, but which still meant silence.
I looked over at him. He smiled again, highlighting my cheeks with a pink colour. That's when I noticed that his hand was slightly inching towards my leg, and he brushed his fingertips against my leg. I felt my back go stiff with ecstasy as he ran his fingers down my leg with a soft smirk.
"Are you straight?" I blurted out, unable to control my mouth. He pulled his hand back, a slightly shocked and lost expression on his face.
"I don't...I don't know anymore...Harry, we met a week ago and I just...I think I like you. But I'm straight." He assured. "But I don't know because I feel like I like you and just...ugh." He told me, burying his head in his hands.
I felt my mouth go dry. Zayn Malik likes me? It felt a bit like an honour, knowing this. But Louis... My mind argued.
"Zayn..." I whispered. He looked up at me, tears in his eyes. "Maybe you should just...get some sleep." I offered. I needed time to think. He nodded, before leaning his head down. Soon I heard his soft snores. There was a comfort in knowing that I was the only one awake, but then Louis spoke.
"Not him, Harry."
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Long chapter , a bit confusing I'll admit . I love you !!!
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