Zayn would cuddle me. It was weird. He would cuddle me and Harry would make us dinner. I didn't mind. Zayn was strong. I liked staying in his arms. Harry liked watching me in Zayn's arms too. He told me it made him happy to see us bonding.
"I'd be worried," I said in a joking tone, "I'm, like you, a homosexual." I hated the word gay. It was too short and unlike homosexual, it had an uneven amount of numbers.
"We know," Harry said. And it was the fact that he said 'we' that shocked me. Had I shown interest towards a male while Zayn had been living with us or did Harry just tell him?
"I want to go out," I said. Because Niall was supposed to be picking me up soon and I wasn't anywhere near ready.
"To drink?" Zayn asked. His voice was so close to me.
"N-no." I was starting to get uncomfortable.
"Well you've been doing a lot of that lately," Zayn said.
I didn't say anything else. I was going to go out drinking. That's all Niall and I liked to do together. But I had the feeling Zayn and Harry wouldn't let me.
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