*NIALL'S POV*
Did I just kiss Zayn? When did Harry show up? I try to piece all my thoughts together, but I'm just so confused. I look up at Harry, and I realize he's about to cry. His eyes are locked on mine.
This doesn't make sense..he doesn't. Shit! Zayn is sitting beside me, with a scared look on his face.
"Harry." He says. I can hear the fear in his voice. Zayn stands up and walks closer to him.
"Are two..a couple?" He spits the last word out.
Zayn and I look at each other. We haven't discussed it. I look at the floor as I sense the rage radiating off of Harry.
I feel someone hold my hand.
"I'd like to give this a try. If Ni would." Zayn says, while he plays with our hands.
WHAT? I LIKE ZAYN, BUT HARRY IS ABOUT TO CRY.
"Can I think about it?" I whisper, hoping Zayn hears me. He squeezes my hand before letting it drop to my side.
I look up at Harry. His tears seem to be fading, which makes me feel a bit better. He smiles at me and I flash my famous smile right back at him.
"I guess I should go." Harry says. I start to panic at his words. I can't leave this like this.
"Wait." I say and walk forward, closer to him. I see that Zayn's jaw clenches at my actions.
Harry had started to walk to the door, but turned around once I spoke.
"I'll be in my room." Zayn says. He walks over to me and leaves a lingering kiss on my cheek that I can't but smile at. He walks towards the door and opens it, winking back at me before closing it slowly.
*HARRY'S POV*
HOW COULD HE KISS ZAYN? I LOVE HIM. THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING.
Once I saw them kissing, all I wanted to do was tackle Zayn. He doesn't get someone like Niall.
He can get anyone..but not my Niall.
Seeing them hold hands was the most difficult thing in the world. Here we are, the boy of my dreams and I facing each other on the couch.
"Haz." He says in his beautiful voice I never tire to hear.
"I was just suprised." I lie. I can't tell him, especially now. He's practically with Zayn.
"Oh." He says and plays with his snapback.
"Well I'm sorry." He says, and I notice his eyes are now sparkling with the light in his hotel room.
"Why?" I ask him. He has no reason to be. We lock eyes and I know he's leaning in to kiss me.
Closer..closer..almost there.
"NIALL!" Someone yells, causing us to jump.
YOU ARE READING
I love him
FanfictionThings seem to be normal. Than Harry tells one of the boys his secret: he's in love with Niall, his beautiful bandmate that makes his heart race just by looking at him. Maybe, just maybe, Harry will tell him. But it might be too late.
