Take Me || Niam

Chapter Six

As I pulled into the driveway I see Zayn's car. Confused I slowly pull my keys out of the ignition, getting out of my car walking up to the front door. I open the door and look around, I see a different pair of shoes that Zayn nor me would wear.

"Zayn?" I call out, expecting an answer. I hear some shuffling and a quiet 'shit' being mumbled from the direction of the kitchen, so curiously, I walk towards the kitchen.

I'm met with a sight I didn't expect to see. My boyfriend with an apron around his waist, cooking; as Harry, as in Harry Styles, sat at my table watching Zayn.

"What are you doing here, Niall?" He asks as if I'm in the wrong place.

"What do you mean 'what and I doing here', I live here. It's my house. Better question, what are you doing here, with him?" I say in a disgusted tone.

"Excuse me, he's a friend. And I brought him here so we could hang out and have dinner." I replied. Oh my god. He didn't just say that. So they could have dinner? Zayn and I haven't had dinner together in weeks! The last person I had dinner with was Liam, last week! Fucking asshole.

I look at Harry and then to Zayn with an angered look in my eye. "Whatever, you can do whatever you want. I'm gonna go. I'll be back... Later." I say slowly trying to stay calm. I certainly didn't get the invite to this dinner so I turn around to walk back to the front door. I hear Zayn call my name but I don't turn around, I'm already out the door. I turn my phone off, don't want to be bothered by Zayn calling me later, who knows I might not even go home tonight.

I've been driving around for a good hour now, I have no idea where to go or what to do. I wonder if Liam's still at work? I could always go and check it out, if he's not its whatever.

I pull into the parking lot, looking for his car. There it is, in the spot closest to the door into the company. I park close to his car, get out and walk into the building.

As I stand in the elevator I wonder if Liam would think its weird, me just showing up after  employee hours. I just don't have anything else to do. I'm sure he'd understand.

The elevator doors opened and I walked out, walking past the front desk. I walk towards his office and knock on the door. I hear footsteps coming from he other side so I take a step back.

Opening the door, Liam gives me a confused look but smiles anyways, "Niall, what are you doing here?"

"Well, boyfriend problems, and I don't really have anything to do.. And I was just driving around. So I decided 'hey let's see if Liam's still at work' and here you are, so here I am." I ramble, blushing soon after realizing how weird this is.

"Oh well, come on in. I'm just filling out some paper work." He chuckles.

"You're always doing paper work." I pout. Paperwork doesn't sound fun.

"Yeah, well this is my company," he smirks, "it's part of the job."

"Yeah, I guess.." I say looking down.

"What's wrong?" Liam asks from the other side of his desk.

"It's Zayn, he doesn't ever come home before eleven and when I got home today he was there.. With Harry Styles." I haven't let Zayn know that I wanna brake up yet but still, I'm annoyed that he brought him to my, well my moms, house.