Teardrops on My Guitar [Ziall] ~On Hold~

Chapter 18

[Niall's POV]

Today had been an amazing day. I got to spend (almost) every second of it with Zayn. And even though we only stayed home, we still managed to have our own fun. For me, just being with him makes me happy. I don't even need to do anything fancy with him to feel needed and loved. Maybe I'm not loved by him like I want to, but like Louis said, he loves me. Platonic love only, unfortunately.

In other news, JUSTIN BIEBER SAID HE WAS COMING TO VISIT US TOMORROW! You have no idea how excited I am. Honestly. Justin Bieber. Within touching range from me. His biceps. His accent. His voice. Oh my god. I don't think I'd be able to contain myself. And he says he's gonna book a hotel near us so we could chill when we're free. I think I might die.

Sure I've met the Canadian singer on many occasions, but those encounters were fairly brief and they took place mostly during award shows where we barely had enough time to introduce ourselves. Thinking back, I was too hyped up from the fact that I'm winning an award to fully register the fact that I'm in the same vicinity as Justin Bieber, and I would often wallow in depression of not getting his autograph for the next couple of weeks.

All in all, I was your (not-so) typical fanboy and I was (not) purely platonically in love with Justin Bieber.

Don't worry, I'm not a delusional fan. I'm pretty realistic. I mean, Justin follows me back on Twitter so I think things are getting pretty serious between us. Jokes.

Another great thing about having Justin over is that he'll be able to take my mind off Zayn for once. Although Zayn'd just told me that him and Perrie are no longer together, the chances that anything were to happen between him and I are still pretty slim (I mean, c'mon, straight guy and not straight guy?).

So yeah, basically if I can spend more time with Justin while he's in London (providing he doesn't have a busy schedule or whatnot), then I could easily forget that I'm in love with Zayn for those brief moments and bask in the glory that is Justin Bieber.

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[Zayn's POV]

I think there's something wrong with me. Ever since my conversation with Perrie earlier on the phone, I couldn't help but notice how long Niall's eyelashes are, and just how pale his skin is. Things I usually won't notice in a male friend are suddenly much more obvious to me. His laughter sounds like the tinkling of bells to me, cheesy as it is.

Heck, this whole thing is cheesy. It feels like I'm in one of those teenage dramas where the main character finally realises that he or she has been in love with their bestfriend of the opposite gender the whole while and can't get over the fact that they were oblivious to that the whole time. Wait, what?

Argh. This is too confusing. I must still have some of that alcohol from last night in my system.

God dammit, what's taking the boys so long? Why can't they just get their asses back home so that I could go off to bed and sleep these weird thoughts off without seeming awkward with Niall?

This is really frustrating. Why does my bestfriend have to be so thin, so fragile, and so fucking pretty? Christ, girls would kill for a waist like his. Honest to God. And he has nicer eyes than the majority of girls out there. And why am I even noticing these details?

I need to keep myself in check. It's wrong to feel this way about your guy friend. It's not normal. It's just physical attraction but it could lead to more unwanted emotions.

Maybe I'm feeling this way cause I've just been dumped? Well, okay, I wasn't technically dumped but yeah, close enough. And come to think of it, Niall is a lot like Perrie; blonde hair and blue eyes, giggles, small frame, and the list could go on. Why am I even making these comparisons? Do I still have lingering feelings for Perrie?

Ugh. This is too confusing.

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[A/N] Hey guys. Woops. Sorry for the (super) short update. I literally just finished my exams and I rushed through this cause I felt terrible for not updating in forever. I promise there will be more to come in the following chapters.

 

There isn't much going on here, just a simple layout of Ziall's emotions and such. Um, hope I don't get murdered for this.

 

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