uChapter Nine

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It had taken more than an hour to get Zayn sober enough for a real discussion. Even now, He looked like hell, sitting at the dining room table and sipping slowly at a bottle of water. He had already drunk at least six and probably thrown up at least four others. But by now, most of the alcohol was out of his system, and he seemed to be ready for a real discussion. He could use a few more hours of sleep, but it was not an absolute necessity. He would be able to function like a normal human being, which was all they could ask of him at this point.

"So Zayn. You have some explaining to do." Louis stated simply, sitting across the table from him and giving him a look that clearly said that they weren't about to put up with any nonsense.

Zayn sighed, taking another sip of water. "I was pretty drunk mate. Care to explain what it is I'm explaining?"

"You like Niall?" Louis stated bluntly. Harry was of course in the room, But he sat in silence, not wanting to push Zayn into talking.

"I've got nothing against the lad." Zayn replyed calmly, but you could see the fear in his eyes.

"Yes But do you like him like I like..." Louis glanced at Harry, "like I like you know who?"

"God, Louis, You can say Eleanors name in my presence. I may not like the girl, but you don't have to avoid her name when I'm around." Harry muttered, Just loud enough for everyone to hear. Zayn patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, knowing that Louis had not been referring to Elenor, but to the curly haired boy who was so very hurt by the statement.

"Yes, Louis. I do like him like that." Zayn admitted, his voice soft.

Harry reached over and hugged Zayn tightly. He knew full well why Zayn was so upset. Niall liked Liam. Zayn liked Niall. But since Niall liked Liam, they would never have a chance to be a couple. And of course, Zayn was everyone's confident, so he knew that. He had gotten drunk to forget.

"He dosent like me back." Zayn stated. "I should just forget about him."

Harry rocked Zayn back and forth in his arms. "I know how you feel Zayn. It hurts, and I know that. But you just have to pull through."

Zayn was crying into Harry's arms, as Louis sat off to the side, confused. How could Harry possibly understand what Zayn was going through? Zayn was dealing with unrequited love. Harry couldn't possibly be dealing with something like that. Could he? Who could he possibly like? Zayn obviously knew who. But why would Harry keep it from him, His best friend?

Zayn gave Harry a little smile, and Harry returned it. Louis watched with jealousy. Why was Harry suddenly spilling his secrets to Zayn and not Louis?

"Thanks Harry, but it's not the same. You have it a bit different." Zayn smiled. "But thanks. Just the thought gives me a bit of hope."

Now, both Louis and Harry were utterly confused. But that was okay, because Zayn seemed to have cheered up more than a bit. And now He seemed perfectly willing to talk.

"So I always knew Niall was pretty hot, I mean, all of us are. But it wasn't until a bit more recently when I realized I was feeling differently around him. Do you remember that concert where that one person was yelling all that awful stuff at Niall, and He got really upset? Well when I was holding him, I realized it tore me apart to see him upset, to see him hurt at all, and how I couldn't believe someone could insult him. Ans then I started thinking about him differently, about what it would feel like to have his lips pressed against mine, or you know, other stuff. And so since then, I've been crushing on the lad pretty hard. And then he goes and tells me He likes Liam and I can't help but go get a couple of drinks. And you know how it goes. One turns in to one too many in what feels like no time at all." Zayn gave a rather long winded explanation for his usual quiet demeanor. Usually he didn't talk this much unless he was drunk, and he had only left Harry and Louis' sight for about 10 minutes since he got back. But talking this much wasn't a very Zayn thing to do, And both boys were baffled by his behavior.

"So now what's your plan?" Harry asked, still trying to be gentle, despite Zayn s newly cheery disposition.

Zayn shrugged. "Get on with life. Date Perrie, get over Niall. Nothing has really changed, it just solidified my lack of chances."

Harry's eyes widen. "I forgot about Perrie. Where does she fit into all this?"

Zayn laughs a bit, amused by Harry's reaction. "We aren't really dating, more...friends with benefits, you could say. She knows I like a boy, But she doesn't know who, and I use her as a bit of a distraction. She knows it, and it doesn't bother her."

Louis stares at Zayn in shock. He doesn't seem like the type if guy to use a girl like that. Or was it still considered using them if they knew their purpose? If they knew it all meant nothing, was it still wrong for it to mean nothing? But Louis still couldn't bring himself to imagine Zayn doing that, using a girl in that way.

"Friends with benefits?" Harry sounded mortified. After a moment, Zayn chuckled again, still highly amused.

"That sounded really wrong, sorry. I just meant the kissing, and the nice dates, the hand holding. Basically the oppisite of you and Louis." Zayn elaborated.

"What do you mean, the oppisite of me and Louis?" Harry was baffled. All Zayn seemed able to talk about was his realationship with Louis, and he was starting to worry that Zayn would spill his secret.

"You and Louis do all sorts of love bites and stuff, but you haven't got the tender side of a romantic realationship. Me and Perrie have got just the oppisite: all the tender stuff, none of the...sexual acts." Zayn elaborated further.

"So shes jus t a beard? Like people always accuse Elenor of being?" Harry asked. He found it minorly ironic that Elenor was the one receiving the accusations, but Perrie was a real beard.

"Not exactly, but very close. I mean, there are-" Zayn began explaining, but he was cut off by the opening of the door.

"Is Zayn doing okay?" Nialls voice rang through the house, causing the trio in the room to collapse into silence. This wasn't awkward at all...

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(A/n)

I need some help. Well not really need, But I would like to give you a chance.

I need two charecters. Both girls. One needs to be like 19 or 20, and the other somewhere between 5 and 15. Probably somewhere around 10 or twelve, but it's up to you. I just need descriptions, I've got their personalities all figured out. If I don't get any help, I'll use the ones I came out with, but I'd love it if you would participate.

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