Two weeks after my family and Harry found out about my big secret, a bunch of drama went down at school.
Within the last month, Zayn had been hanging out with a new guy. Louis had been feeling like he was being replaced as his best friend, so recently, Louis had been moping around.
Over the weekend, Zayn and his new friend went out clubbing, which was actually illegal on Zayn's part. His friend, on the other hand, was over eighteen. He had a buddy of his make Zayn a fake ID, and the two went out.
Zayn had taken pictures with a girl, who most definitely wasn't his girlfriend, Perrie. She posted the photos to her Instagram, and people recognised Zayn, and within an hour, it was all over the place. At school on Monday, it was all anyone talked about.
Everyone claimed Zayn was cheating, and Perrie was pissed. After a couple of days of ignoring Zayn, she finally let him explain and she decided to trust him.
Within that time, Zayn had avoided speaking with Liam, Louis, Harry, and me. We had no clue why, but Louis was pretty sure it was because of his new friend. Louis had grown to disliking him, and he knew the guy was brainwashing Zayn.
And that was it. Zayn stopped talking to us completely. At lunch, he sat with Perrie and her friends. In English, he sat with a new group of guys. Zayn cut us out of his life, and we had no idea why. But it really fucking sucked.
Harry and I tried to hang out with Louis a lot to try and fill the void. Louis appreciated our efforts but told us that it just wasn't the same. Harry and I felt bad that we couldn't help.
Liam ended up trying too, and he actually got Louis to smile and laugh and have a good time. Harry and I felt a bit offended that Louis enjoyed Liam's company more than ours, but then we decided, who cares, and let them have their time together while he and I had our time.
After a couple of months of dating, Harry started trying to get really sexual with me. He found my weird cat side attractive, which I still find a bit odd.
"Harry stop," I groaned, trying to push away my boyfriend who currently had his lips attached to my neck. "Liam and Louis are literally just a room over." Harry shrugged his shoulders and quickly moved his mouth from my neck to my lips. I rolled my eyes and sighed, just going with it. I clearly wasn't going to win in this situation.
Harry was getting really into the kiss. He had started shoving his hips into mine and rubbing his hands over my cat ears, which actually really turned me on but I probably wouldn't ever let Harry know that.
"Harry-"
"Can I touch you?" Harry suddenly asked. I looked at him, confused. Harry bites at the inside of his lip then slowly moves his hand down to my pants, resting his palm on my hip bone and lacing his fingers into the belt loops if my pants. Oh.
I didn't really know what to say. Yeah, Harry and I had been dating for a good while, but was I really ready for him to see that?
"I - uh..." Thankfully at that moment, Liam and Louis decided to walk into the room.
"Again?" Liam asked, clearly annoyed. Harry had been seated on top of my lap with his crotch pressed against mine and his hands on my shoulders. I was proper up against the headboard of my bed, almost letting him have his way with me.
"They do this often?" Louis asked while Harry rolled off of me. Liam nodded, rolling his eyes.
"Every damn time Harry's over," Liam tells him. My face went hot as I felt embarrassed. I knew it annoyed Liam and I always tried to get Harry to calm himself, but he wouldn't ever listen. I had been afraid that I was making Liam hate me.
