Lonely Road

Chapter 7: No Secrets

A/N: Ok guys so far you all seem to like it, but I'd like just a little more feedback... how about chapter 8 will be uploaded when we get 3 votes and 4 comments? ok thanks babes! Enjoy! :) -Dill

Zayn's PoV

I stare out the window, completely worried about Niall and Liam. It's nearly 7 o'clock! What if they got in another fight? Or worse, what if they got lost!? I shake my head and wander back over to the kitchen.

I decide to make two cups of tea, one for me and another for Lou. I smile at the thought of Louis and instantly try to hold it back.

"What's got you all giddy, Zayn?" I hear a husky voice say from my right.

I turn to see none other than Tommo himself standing in the doorway with adorable sleep hair. I shrug and he let's out a yawn before jumping onto the counter beside me.

"Where are the boys?" Louis asks, the sleepiness in his voice still present.

"Well, Harry is upstairs. He hasn't been down all day actually... Anyway, Liam went down to the beach a couple hours before the storm and Niall went searching for him just a little while ago." I smile and hand him his cup of tea.

"Oh ok. I'm gonna go check on Haz, thanks for the tea Zaynie." He pats

my shoulder and I plaster a fake smile on my face to cover my pain.

Why does he have to be with Harry ALL the time?

Ugh, whatever. I shrug it off and go back to the couch. Just as I turn on the TV, Niall and Liam walk in, soaked but still looking happy as ever.

"Oi! Where the hell have you been!? I was worried sick!" I smack Niall's head and they both chuckle.

"Sorry, mate. We had a little chat then had to wait out the storm." Liam says as he ruffles Niall's wet blonde hair. Niall gives him a cheeky and loving smile with a blush on his pale cheeks, but Liam is oblivious to it all.

"If you don't mind, I'd really like to take a nap. Wake me if Haz makes dinner or something." Liam called out as he made his way up the staircase.

Niall slumped a little before sighing contently and plopping down on the couch.

"So are we just gonna pretend you didn't spend the afternoon with the love of your life?" I teased Niall and poked his rosy cheek.

I glares playfully and grabs my hand as he guides us to the secluded hallway just before the unused garage.

"So..... you gonna spill the gossip you leprechaun?" I say just to make him more angry and he playful punches my arm.

"Oh shut your trap, Malik" He says before taking on a more serious look.

"We talked and I apologized... but he said something.... and I'm not sure what he meant entirely...." Niall stares intently at his feet, mindlessly shuffling them back and forth.

"And???" I press on and he sighs once again.

"Liamsaidhelovesmeandiknowhemeantitasafriendbut-" He says all at once that I just barely catch it. "But I want him to love me like I- like I think I love him...."

"Oh, Niall" I step forward and wrap him in my arms. "You love him? Are you sure?"

"Well, I just... but.. AGHH this is so frustrating!!!" He groans and pulls at the tips of his bleached hair.

"What's frustrating?"

We both jump in shock and turn to see Liam innocently hold his wet clothes, leaving the rest of him almost naked....

Niall's PoV

Oh crap.

He's shirtless.

I can't think straight.

The way his toned muscles flex on his chest while his wonderful abs lead down his stomach and-

STOP, BAD NIALL! Stop!!

"Are you two just gonna stand there like idiots, or are you going to move so I can reach the drier?" Liam says in motherly tone, his hand placed on his hip, and I can't help but laugh.

"Sure thing...Mom." Zayn mutters and we both try to contain our laughter.

"Ugh whatever shut it." Liam passes in between us, slightly brushing my arm as he does.

Once he reaches the garage door, I left out a breath and follow Zayn towards the living room.

I fall face first into the couch and scream into the pillow.

"Mhhm mmhhm mm mm mhmmm mhmmm?" I groan and Zayn just let's out a hushed chuckle.

"Mate, I've got no clue what you've just said!" Zayn sits down on the arm rest and pats my shoulder.

"I said, why am I turning into such a girl?! Crying, blushing, the whole nine yards!"

Zayn opens his mouth to reply when we are interrupted one again, only this time it's Zayn who's flustered.

"Oh uh umm...Hey Louis! What's going on?" He perks up and smiles a bit too enthusiastically.

"Uhh not much? Just a tad hungry, mate." Lou says and pats his stomach.

"Boobear, where'd you go?" Harry says as he tiredly plunders down the stairs.

Louis smiles fondly and wraps his arms around Harry's waist, no one noticing how Zayn's smile drops and is replaced with envy and anger.

I nudge his arm with my elbow.

"What's wrong Zayn?" I say just loud enough for Zayn to hear.

He turns to me with a look of disgust and jealousy before he drags me yet again down the hall. Angrily, Zayn storms up the stairs while Harry, Lou, and Liam all start talking again.

Once we reach Zayn's room, he falls onto the bed and groans.

"Zayn, please tell me?" I say and take a seat next to him. He turn his face and looks up to me with his dark hazel eyes.

"I-I like Louis."

"Well no shit. But why are you angry mate?" I say and rub his shoulder.

"No, you don't get it. I LIKE Louis. As in I haven't been able to stop imaging what his lips might feel like on mine, or how badly I want to punch Harry in the face after I see them cuddling."

I gasp and just stand there a little shocked.

"How long?" I ask after a moment.

"Around two months..." He says quietly.

"We're absolutely fucked then, aren't we? Just two boys who happen to be in love with our best mates." I rest my head on Zayn's back as he nods in response with a sigh.

"Wait what?" I turn to see that for the third time today our conversation has been eavesdropped, once again by Louis.

"Uhhh..... what exact did you hear Lou?" I ask and make my way over to the door. I pull him inside and make sure to lock it before turning back to him.

"-happen to be in love with our best mates? Would you care to explain Niall?" He says with a hint of evil in his cheeky smile.

"Ugh fine! Might as well tell you too then. I kind of, sort of, just a little bit, no a lot actually..."

"Oh get on with it you Irishman!" Louis groans and falls backward onto Zayn.

"I sort of like Liam, in a more than brothers way...." I say quietly and look at my feet. I haven't really said it out loud yet so it feels strange to roll of my tongue.

"Yes! I knew it! I saw it by the way you kissed him at the party. No one, and I mean no one, snogs their best mate like that. I should know, right Zayn?" Louis winks in Zayn's direction as he gets up and exits before we can say anything.

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A/N: Hey it's Imani! I gotta give this one to Dill she wrote the whole chapter since I've been really busy! Love u Dilly :)