Our Little Secret {One Direction}

Chapter 19

-NIALL'S P.O.V-

"YOU WHAT?!?" Zoe screams, as she stomps through the front door, followed by Liam and the rest of the lads. "HOW COULD YOU SIGN ME UP FOR SOMETHING LIKE THAT WITHOUT EVEN SPEAKING TO ME FIRST?!"

"Look Zoe we didn't think you'd mind that much... You're not seeing anyone are you?" Liam mumbles, as he follows her into the lounge.

Zoe pauses in her steps, her words getting trapped in her mouth. "Well... N-no bbut what if I was? You wouldn't know! And yet you still agreed to it!"

"LOOK I'M SORRY!" Liam shouts, flinching slightly as he startles himself with the volume of his own voice. "I'M SORRY WE DID IT," he says, plonking himself back onto the couch tiredly. "But will you? Please?"

"I don't really have a choice do I!?" she screams, as she stomps across the lounge to the stairs. "I not really one to jeopardise my best friend's career..." she mumbles, rolling her eyes as she heads towards the staircase. "I'm gonna go pack. And don't even bother calling me down for dinner. I'm not hungry." I listen carefully as I hear Zoe stomping grumpily up the stairs and the others arguing quietly in the lounge. I dig my head deeper into the mess of pillows scrunched up at the top of my bed as a faint sob escapes my lips. Followed by another, and another, and eventually a continuous line of 'why's and 'how's, screeched up as I wail silently into my pillows.

It was 3am when I was woken by the soft sound of feet shuffling across my room. I slowly open my eyes, squinting as someone walks up to me and climbs into my bed. "Zoe?" I whisper, tears threatening to spill yet again as she cuddles up to my side. She looks up at me, her wet eyes staring deeply into mine as I pull her closer to me and kiss the top of her head. This time I let the tears fall; and they fall hard, the large drops of pain running down my cheeks in an almost consistent pattern. "We'll be okay," I cry, as she shuffles against my chest, her heavy tears dampening my shirt. "We will..." I whisper, reassuringly. I'm not exactly sure who I'm trying to convince, but the words stung the second they left my lips; WILL we be okay?

-HARRY'S P.O.V-

"Do you think she hates me now?" I ask, looking up at Louis as I chew on a piece of slightly burnt toast.

"I think she hates all of us equally to be honest. It's just as much our fault as it is yours."

"How's that?"

"Hazz any of us could've said no to the idea. We're just as guilty."

"Morning boys," Liam yawns, as he groggily walks into the kitchen.

Zayn nods his head to Liam as he swallows the last of his cup of coffee, "You look tired..." he mumbles.

"Yea... Didn't sleep so well last night. Am I the only one who feels REALLY bad about this?"

"I feel like a jerk," Louis mutters. "But then again Simon is right, it really will keep the press busy; they do look great together."

"Yea..." Liam mumbles, "I just hope she's okay with it in the end... Maybe she just needs some time to adjust to it?"

"Um, MORNING!" Zayn exclaims, ignoring Liam's comment and focusing on Niall as he sleepily walks into the kitchen. "Where the hell were you last night?"

"I wasn't feeling too well..." he mumbles. He walks up to the counter as he pulls out a mug from the top cupboard, grabbing a spoon as he opens the coffee jar and scoops heap filled portions of it into his cup.

"Nialler are you okay mate?" Zayn asks, walking up to him and placing a hand on his back.

"Why wouldn't I be?" He replies coldly.

Zayn shakes it off as he tries his best to ignore Niall's temper, "You look like a wreck. Did you sleep at all last night?" Niall shrugs Zayn's hand off his back as he stirs his tea and picks up his cup, walking over to the table.

"Yea..." he mutters under his breath, sighing as he leans back into a chair and brings his knees up to his chest; his feet gripping to the edge of the plastic seat. "Just feeling a bit ill. That's all," he mumbles abruptly. I bite the underside of my lip as I look over at Louis, the worried look on his face matching mine. Something's up and it doesn't take a genius to notice.