Omegle |n.h.| completed

XXIII. ZJM

He told me in the morning he don't feel the same about us anymore.

( I know it's she but I changed it because of this chapter)

I gulped. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Niall wasn't supposed to react this way. "I said," Niall took a step closer to me "What the f.uck is this?"

"It's ah- photos of the you and Zayn."

Niall shook his head. "Me and Zayn, huh?" I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there.

"Do you know that he just left?" I took a cautious step towards Niall.

"Niall, give me the picture."

"He didn't even say sorry. He just came up to me, I was the  last one, and he told me he doesn't feel the same way he did 5 years prior."

I grabbed onto the picture but Niall's grip was stronger. I let go and backed up.

"Now he's out there, bashing the best thing that could have ever happened to him. He says," Niall's  voice changed to fit with character, "I never wanted to be in One Direction from the start." One of his hand's went into his own hair.

It was quiet. "Bull sh.it. I call bull. If it wasn't for us, Zayn," Niall said his name with so much venom "Would have been a lowlife still living in England. If it wasn't for us."

He shook his head. Niall's eyes finally tore away from the picture and he looked at me. "I did everything for him. It killed me to see the guy I looked up to for 5 years just leave with no explanation."

"Do you want to tell me about it?"

Niall sat on the floor on the closet and motioned for me to sit across from him. "We were in Asia, the tour had started and we all were pretty excited. Zayn seemed off, but none of us questioned it. I mean, we all thought he was sad to be away from Perrie. They seemed happy.

     Louis asked if we wanted to go clubbing, but we all said no except for Zayn. It was a normal night. Liam was talking to Sophia, Harry was writing, and I was watching sports." Niall sighed and continued.

     "I woke the next morning and went to the sitting area. I heard Zayn's door open but it wasn't Zayn. It was this blond girl covered in tattoos walk out of Zayn's room. Her hair was disheveled and her skirt was crooked. Before she left, Zayn peeked out of his doorway, just enough to kiss her goodbye. 

     He turned and saw me. I knew that Zayn had his unfaithful moments but I though that  it never would go or went that far." I grabbed on to his hand and he took a deep breath. 

    "Zayn had asked Louis the night before if the club would allow paparazzi. Louis said he made sure that there was none. But no one ever checks rooftops. There were pictures of them in tabloids everywhere. I mean everywhere. We all ignored it and went to bed. But before I went to bed, Zayn asked if I could keep what I saw a secret. That I wouldn't tell Perrie. He made me promise." Niall scoffed.

     "I thought that maybe this whole thing would blow over if I agreed. But than the next morning, I caught Zayn leaving. It just had to be me every time catching him in the act. I asked 'Where are you going?' and you know what the son of a bi.tch did? He quoted our own lyrics. 'I don't feel the same about us anymore.'" Niall tightened his grip on my hand.

      "And you know what the worst part is?" his eyes got glossy. "I lied to Perrie. She called me and said that Harry said to call me  because Zayn and I were in the same hall. Her voice was hoarse and he was fighting not to cry. I could tell. I know Perrie." He squeezed his eyes shut as if he wanted to get rid of the moment.

     "She asked me if the tabloids were true. If Zayn really had been unfaithful to her. If Zayn had cheated on her with that girl. And I told her that Zayn had been in my room when he got back from the club. She was so relieved. She thanked me so much."

      "I told Harry. I couldn't live with myself. He told me to call her and tell her the truth. When I called her a few weeks later, she picked up and thanked me. She said that she had her suspicions but I denied them and the wedding was going to happen soon." He shook his head.

       "He dumped her a few weeks later. Perrie called. She knew I had lied. She knew and it broke me. I tried explaining but Perrie was in far worse condition that I was." He pulled me into his lap.

"But now, he says that we don't call him, his number hasn't changed. But maybe we don't want to call him. Maybe we don't want to get hurt again." I turned around and hugged him.

"He calls our songs 'songs you wouldn't play on a date' hell yeah you would. One Direction has songs to make your heart melt. His songs talk about sex." Niall was breathing hard out of anger. "In and out, Niall. In and out." He too deep breaths with me.

Then I kissed him. I kissed Niall hard.

"Your songs save lives." I touched my forehead against his. "Never forget that."