Secret Admirer

24.

Liam.

I don't know what the fuck to do. I'm still in love with Harry, this can't be happening.

Fuck, he's dating Louis Tomlinson, that bastard.

Honestly I don't weather to cry or to be angry with myself.

-

Zayn.

"So you said you would explain this situation so, um explain why you were having dinner with a girl."
Niall wipes his lips with the napkin and smiles.

"Long story short, my parents wanted to set us up, she obviously just found out I was gay so..."

"Oh." I let out, and chuckled at the story. At least he didn't cheat on me, I would've beat his ass...not really.

Niall's eyes twinkle as he looks at me and I can't but to melt. I rest my hand among his as his smile brightens.

"You're amazing, Z."

I blush but begin to stroke his hand with my thumb. "You're even more amazing Niall."

Before I could continue my thoughts a voice interrupts.
"Refill for the lady here- oh. Where did the lady go?" The waiter's eyebrows scrunch as I chuckle.

Niall yawns but soon after answers with "She left."

The waiter looks at me in confusion but sets down the pop that fills the clear glass on the table beside our hands.

I nod my head as the waiter walks away.

Niall looks at me and bursts into laughter, I laugh along with him and before we know it we're both crying out eyes out.

"Hilarious." I nod in agreement as he gets up from his seat, leaves a 50 on the table and leads me to the parking lot.

"I had a nice dinner Zayn, even though it started it out kind of awkward." I smile down at the blonde and take his lips into mine. The kiss melts into a passionate embrace and we both end up red as tomatoes.

"I think so too." He smiles and turns away to his car, with one last look back he smiles and blows a kiss. I pretend to catch it and point it towards my heart.

I might have felt a little bit of love.

-

Louis.

"That was amazing Louis." I smile, even though it's a totally faked one, and let Harry swing his arm around my shoulders.

"Yeah..." I let out as he puckers his lips and awaits for a kiss. I comply and kiss him.

Harry sighs and lays down on the bed, in which we are sat naked and filthy from our past actions.

"I love you."

My eyes widen as I sit up against the headboard. What the fuck?

"What?"

Harry's eyebrows scrunch and repeats his words slowly. "I love you."

"Woah, Harry, Harry, I thought this was some type of casual thing, you don't mean it, Harry." Harry's lips wobble as he looks into my eyes.

"How can you say that? We just made love, what do you mean? I thought you loved me."

"Harry we just fucked, we didn't make love." I say, making quote gestures on the love part.

Harry gets up, throws my clothes on me and points to the door. "Get out."

I look at him in disbelief before he yells, roars even louder. "Get out!" I quickly get my things together, slip them on and run out the door.

What the fuck?

-K.S