Fools In Love *Ziall Fanfiction* (Finished)

Chapter 22

(A/N: Lolz the video on the side gives me happy feelz :3 Kyle is so talented  *o* Chopin would have been proud)




Niall's P.O.V.:
I looked at Liam with a fish face. "H-Hey Liam. I... uh... I didn't see you there mate." I stuttered out. What was I supposed to do? He just saw Zayn kissing my cheek! At least it wasn't on the lips. That would have been way worse.

"Let's talk when we get to mine." He said, making me breathe out relieved. I nodded my head and followed him out of school.

The walk to his house was quiet. I didn't dare say a word, scared that I would say something I'd regret later on.

He didn't even let me say Hello to his family, he just dragged me up the stairs to his room, where I sat in my usual spot, on his bed, cross legged and fiddling with my fingers.

"Care to explain?" Liam asked with crossed arms and raised eyebrows. "Explain what?" I asked dumbfounded.
Liam huffed. "Maybe what's going on between you and Zayn. Last time I checked I was your best friend." I opened my mmouth to say something but he cut me off. "And don't you dare lie to me. 'Just friends' don't kiss each other on the cheek or bite each other's hair."

"But Louis and Harry kissed each others cheeks before." I pointed out, scared he would catch on on my relationship with Zayn.  "That's totally different and you know that. You never kissed or let any of us kiss your cheek."

I gulped. How was I supposed to get out of this? "Are you jelous Liam?" I asked him carefully. Liam's eyes widened at my question. "I'm not jelous! I just don't want you going around being friends with druggies." "Are you insane?! Zayn is not a 'druggie'! He's a lot nicer than you are right now!" I yelled at him. How dare he call Zayn a 'druggie'. That was so childish of him!

"Does this mean he's your best friend and I'm not, or what?" He asked. I burried my face in my hands. "Of course you are my best friend. Nothing will change that. Not Zayn nor your childish behaviour right now."

"But it doesn't feel like I'm your best friend anymore. You never tell me anything anymore. And you're constantly hanging with Zayn."
How do I explain this to him?

"But... it's different with Zayn and me..." Liam looked confused and scoffed. "What do you mean with 'different'?"
I looked down at my lap, nervously biting my lip.

"It's... complicated..." I didn't know what to say. "Well, then try explaining it." I ran my hand through my hair. Suddenly I felt like crying, but I tried holding it in. What was going on with me?

"You wouldn't understand." Liam noticed that I was almost crying and sat beside me to hug me. As soon as his arm were around me I started crying. "What's going on Niall? I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on. Does Zayn hurt you?"
I sighed annoyed, half because of Liam, half because of my tears.

"He doesn't hurt me." - "Then what is it?" Liam asked worried. I rubbed my eyes with my hands and sniffled, before speaking. "You know when two people really get along with each other?" I asked him. "What do you mean?"
I sighed. Should I tell him? Was he going to judge me? But he would find out someday anyway... right? Right.

"I meant... when two people... 'like' each other, like 'really' like each other... they... you know." I looked at him a bit unsure.
I watched as he first looked still confused, but as the realisation hit him, his eyes widened.

"You mean... you and Zayn... you're like... a thing?" I slowly nodded my head, whilst Liam looked completely baffled. He obviously didn't expect his best friend to be gay.

"So he really is nice?" Liam asked perplex, making me roll my eyes at him. "Of course he's nice! I wouldn't be datin him, if he wasn't." I said in a 'Duh'-tone.
Liam  furrowed his eyebrows, but suddenly he jumped up and ran to his phone on the desk screaming. "Oh my god! I have to tell Louis and Harry! They're gonna freaking flip!" I watched as he searched through his contacts and called, I'm gessing, Louis, whilst I sat just sat there and tried to process what was going on.
Right when he started speaking I jumped up too, as fast as I could and pounced onto him. "Don't you fucking dare Liam!" But he didn't listen.

"Niall and Zayn are dating! You fucking here me?! Niall and Zayn are-" I cut him off by clasping a hand over his mouth and tried to grab his phone. Since he was taller I couldn't reach it. "Fuck you Liam give me the damn phone you bastard!"

Why would he do that? Why would he just tell them? I bet they didn't have anything against it, but I was supposed to be the one telling Louis and Harry. Now they probably both knew, because they are always spending time with each other.

God, this was so embarrassing. After five minutes of me and Liam wrestling each other I finally got the phone and hung up.

"You fucking idiot! Why did you do that?" I asked him angrily. Liam laughed and almost fell back to the ground, which we were basically humping before. "Calm down Niall. It's not like Harry and Louis are homophobic."

I put my hands on my hips. "Really, how would you know?" - "Maybe because Louis' cousin is gay? And they hung out with each other lots of times." I opened my mouth, but he interrupted me. "Stop worrying so much."
I pouted at his words. I always thought he was the pessimistic one of our group. Guess I thought wrong then.

"But you're okay with me being... gay?" I asked to which he slung an arm around my shoulder. "Of course I am. Now you can go shopping with my Mum, because I'm really not up for that anymore." He mused, causing me to cringe. "I'm definitely not going shopping with your Mum. How come everyone thinks gay people like shopping?" I wondered and Liam pouted.

"So, are you gonna come out in school?" He asked me curiously. "I don't know. Me and Zayn haven't discussed it yet." I felt uncofortable talking about it. I didn't know why.
Liam obviously noticed my discomfort and changed the subject.

Afterwards I felt a bit silly for not telling him earlier.


The rest of the day went by less awkward, we were playing Fifa again. And as suspected Liam lost every single game. I don't think I'll ever understand his 'love' for Fifa.

When I got home my whole family sat in the living room, watching TV. And they all started smirking as I walked through the door.
"Can you please stop smirking at me?" I asked annoyed and sat myself in the love seat beside the sofa, letting my legs lazily dangle over the edge.

I ignored them and lookeed what they were watching, Iron Man. I scoffed, yeah right my Mum and Iron Man. I wondered what my Dad did to persuade her into watching it. Maybe I didn't even want to know.

Luckily they didn't mention Zayn the rest of the evening. That would have been kind of embarassing.
Speaking of Zayn, I missed him. Although it hadn't even been a whole day since I saw him.

In the end, I was happy that I told Liam. But what still worried me were Louis and Harry. Liam just kinda shouted it into the phone, before I 'ended' the call.
I hoped they wouldn't tell anyone. But they were my friends, so I was pretty sure they wouldn't do that, right?
Right.

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A/N: Finally the next chapter! Grr... I really want to finish this book.

Lolz even though I'm sad most of the time it's easier for me to write more 'happy' stuff or normal stuff.

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