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#189: Hidden I Love You's

#189: Hidden I Love You's- shameonzayn

Niall: "Are you alright?" he asks, that little twinkle in his eyes enough to light up what seems everything but your day. "Yeah, I guess", you lie, but fail at even convincing yourself. "C'mon, don't be like that", he kind of smiles, his arm reaching out as he pushes you to his chest, your head instantly finding its place. "Just tell me what's wrong. I'll make it better for you. I promise."

Zayn: "Are you cold?" he asks when that last breeze makes contact with his skin making him crawl further into his jacket. "No, I'm good", you lie, but the sound of your voice accompanied with trembling fingers not sounding so convincing. Slight smile curls the corners of his lips as the fabric of his jacket leaves his shoulder, settling on yours instead. You grip tighter at the warmth, gratefully so. "But won't you be sad?" you question the smiling boy. "No, I'm good", he jokes before pushing an arm around your shoulder.

Louis: "I saw that film the other day and it reminded me of you", he talks into the phone, his voice somehow a bit husky, sleepy, his current time zone not matching your own. "Yeah? How was it?" you ask the tired one imagining how his eyes were sparkly, almost closed as he spoke. "It was good. Really made my day, but you know, it's just not the same without you."

Liam: "Are you hungry?" he asks, pushing a plate of soup in front of you. "No, I'm not", you sigh in discontent when he keeps up with his interrogation. "Are you cold? Does your throat still hurt?" he asks just to find you sighing. "Sorry, totally forgot this one. Are you alright?" he questions. "Didn't get any better since the last time you checked on me five minutes ago", you groan pulling a blanket further over your head. "Sorry for caring about you!" he jokes tossing his hands into the air.

Harry: "It's okay, I trust you", he sniffs that last tear before nuzzling his head into you chest. It hurts you to think of him feeling this way when he's usually the one comforting you, the one you can cry one. Ends of soft curls tickle the side of your face as you place a single kiss to the top of his head when he wraps and arm tighter around you. He's so vulnerable, nothing to compare to the boy you know. But it's okay because he trusts you; you may not trust the person you love, but you always love the person you trust.

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