Opposites

t h i r t y - f i v e

Melody

Zayn squeezes my hand in his, still holding on tightly, as he rings the doorbell with his other free hand. On our way here, I was thinking about how I'll survive the night without Niall and Liam saying anything about me training- or anything of that sort. I didn't even think I would meet nor see Zayn outside after I get out of the flat, but here he is. He decided to come with me. I ended up telling him that Liam and Niall are just close friends of mine. Once we get inside I'll tell them not to say anything to Zayn about the ballet thing. And to top all of that, my phone was ringing non stop and Harry plus Louis were texting me a lot. I kept ignoring them, until they practically gave up and stopped ringing. God knows what they're doing right now.

It's still raining around us, but not like how it was before, pouring heavily and hard.

A thud is heard on the other side of the door, and we hear someone cursing- probably Liam. The door swings open to reveal Liam himself, shirtless while pulling his leggings quickly. He gasps once his eyes fall on me. The leggings is long forgotten as Liam engulfs me with a bone-crushing hug. "What happened to you?!" He asks, referring to our wet clothes and wet hair.

I sigh against his shoulder mumbling, "Can we get inside, please?"

Liam pulls back, eyeing Zayn, then he moves to the side for us to get inside.

"Who's at t' door, Li!" I hear Niall's voice booming, as he gets downstairs.

Niall gasps as well, "What happened?! Oh, my darling." Niall crashes me in for a hug also, and I feel the tears at the edge of my eyes again.

When Niall pulls back, he drags me to the couch in the living room. Zayn plops down beside me awkwardly, while Liam and Niall sit on the other side of me.

"We'll run you two a bath, and bring you something warm to drink, yeah?" Niall says, concerned.

I nod agreeing, rubbing my eyes to stop the tears. I smile softly, "How rude of me. Liam, Niall, this is Zayn. Zayn, this is Liam and Niall."

They flash Zayn a bright smile, in which Zayn returns.

"Do you want to tell us what happened, Mel?"

I sigh apologizing, "I'm sorry we came in the middle of the night, without calling earlier. But what were you guys doing up, I thought you sleep early."

I watch as Niall's face flush, becoming as red as a tomato while he avoids my gaze. On the other hand, Liam clears his throat mumbling. "Watching a movie." He repeats, "Now, are you gonna tell us?"

I sigh again, deciding to tell them. "Harry decided to g-go back to LA, and he wants to drag me with him. I do-don't want to go back, so I ran away."

Their eyes are wide open then Niall shrieks, "He can't do that! We have a lot of tr-"

I cut him off quickly, "I know! I was wondering if we can just stay here until I know that Harry cancelled the flight. Please?"

Liam assures, "Of course, you can. I'll go and run you two a bath now, or else you'll get sick."

When Liam gets up, Zayn interferes. "A quick shower would be okay, thank you." He gives him a small smile.

"Alright, follow me."

While Liam leads Zayn upstairs for a shower, I turn to Niall. "Ni, can I trust you on this?"