I love him

Why him?

*NIALL'S POV*

I smile as I walk out of the cinema. I check my phone as I walks into the street, and stops to allow the fans that are following Zayn and I to catch up. They smile as we take pictures and talk to them for a bit. We wave goodbye and head back to the hotel we're currently staying at. Neither Zayn or I talk, we enjoy the silence. I mutter a quiet thank you as the door to our hotel is opened. I take out my key when I get to my door. I shut the door behind me and fall on the couch. I decide to turn on my Tv. As I flip through channels I see one of our interviews that makes me stare at Harry. I never realized how attractive to us. My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Ni?" Zayn asks. I get up and open the door.

"Hey." I say as I sit back down on the couch.

"I'm kinda lonely." He says as he scratches his neck. I simply nod and walk towards my bed, taking my shoes off in the process. We lay down and move closer together. I rest my head on the soft pillow as I hear Zayn's breathing. We fall asleep in each others' arms.

We are awaken by a loud cough. I open my eyes and looking to see a furious Harry. Zayn still had his arm around my waist, making it hard to move.

"What.is.this?" He asks through gritted teeth. I smile as Zayn opens his eyes and sits up.

"Oh hey Haz." He says casually causing me to chuckle. I notice the glare Harry is sending Zayn. That's weird. I think to myself. Before I can speak, I hear the door being pushed open and someone getting closer and closer.

The all too annoying voice speaks.

"Haz, you in here?" She asks. My lips straighten and I feel my anger growing when I hear her voice. She appears a minute later, with a grin on her bright red lips. She instantly interwines her fingers with Harry, causing us to gasp.

"When did this happen?" Is all I can ask.

"Yesterday." He States with a smile far from his lips.

"Oh. If you don't mind..we'd like to go back to bed." I say as I sit next to Zayn. Taylor is already pulling Harry away. He looks back and offers a smile I can't help but return. We sigh ad the door closes.

"Why would he do that?" Zayn asks me as he lays back down. I lay down and face him as well. I can't help but stare at those lips of his. They look so kissable.

"I just hope he won't get hurt again." I say in an attempt to stop looking at his plush lips. He sighed and moves to rest his head on my chest. But Harry... he's gay. Why is he with that..girl? I think to myself as Zayn starts to snore softly. I sigh as I fall asleep.

*HARRY'S POV*

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. ZAYN WAS WITH MY NIALLER. HE IS MINE. I think in my head. I was trying to make Niall jealous, but it seemed he was making me jealous. I gripped my girlfriends' hand as we went out for lunch. I put on a fake smile with paparrazi, hoping this outing would successfully distract me. I whispered in her ear to bring my attention back to Taylor. I couldn't help but chuckle at how easily she was affected by my words. She pressed our lips together, and I tried to let it take over my brain. Our lips moved in sync as we kissed on the sidewalk. I smirked knowing those pictures would be everywhere. I hear Taylor's phone ring and she answers it. She frowns once she hangs up. "I need to go to