Finding Zayn >> p.e/z.m (EDITING)

33 || Candy Land & Harry's Secret

Chapter Thirty-Three || Candy land and Harry's secret

A/N: Please read important Author note at end

P E R R I E

"So you want us to tell Harry-in case he asks- that you've gone to Ireland for work?" Louis asked, looking slightly puzzled.

"And the real reason is because your going with you friend to look for someone?" Eleanor added, looking even more confused.

It was Eleanor and my lunch break at the cafe, so I decided to call Louis over because I decided I needed a bit of outside help.

I sighed and took a bite of my sandwich, "Yeah, it's just really hard and complicated to explain"

"Trust me honey, we're all ears" Eleanor plopped both of her elbows on the table, like a little child waiting for her mam to tell her a story.

I groaned, "You guys have got to promise not to tell a single soul or they are gonna think I've lost it!"

"Lips are sealed" Louis promised, leaning back into his chair, waiting for me to begin.

I ended up rambling quite alot before actually getting to the point. I knew I was going to have to tell them about Zayn one day, and I guess this was 'that' day since I really needed help.

I actually expected them to run away, or dump their food over me and then run away, but surprisingly they took it quite well. It was only Louis who I had to explain every single detail to, as Eleanor already knew a bit about my condition since I had told her a few months back.

"Oh so when you told me about your lucid dreaming experience it actually continued after that?" Eleanor asked.

"Exactly," I nodded.

"And your going to Ireland with this irish bloke called Niall  because you think Zayn might be there?" Louis questioned, his eyebrows raising.

"Yeah..like there might be a small chance you know.."

Eleanor blew a wavy strand of hair off her face and shook her head, "Wow, this is so gripping. Like..if you do end up meeting Zayn, what's going to happen with Harry?"

"I love him aswell, El, that's the problem. He's a really caring man, but our relationship is going downhill lately. I have no idea what to do, but I want to find Zayn" I sighed, "I do love him, I really do, but Zayn  makes me feel somewhat different. Sometimes I feel like Harry is just staying with me because we've been together since High School and I know that in fact his true love is his career, not me"

"And it's crazy, I keep feeling like he knows Zayn, but he just won't tell me and keeps denying it" I added.

"What do you mean?" Louis asked.

I bit my lip. I didn't want to mention the fact I said Zayn's name instead during sex, I mean that would be awkward. Maybe if I was only talking to Eleanor, but with Louis-although he is my brother-it would be wierd.

"Well...I accidentally called him Zayn instead of Harry" I shrugged.

"I had a feeling" Eleanor pursed her lips, "What did Harry say?"

"Okay, so that's where it got wierd. He was like: 'You know Zayn?' " I threw my hands up in frustration, "I mean, isn't the usual reaction supposed to be: 'Who's Zayn?'. It was like he actually knew him"

"Well? Didn't you bug him about it afterwards?" Eleanor asked.

"I did for a while but it didn't push through anymore because he was already pissed and I was making it worse" I said.