Last First Kiss (Ziall/Larry) *on hold*

Chapter 4 - Betrayal

Okay guys, so I got a lot of comments on my last chapter and I love that you all like the book so much. I have a lot of ideas and cliff hangers coming up pretty quickly so I hope you all enjoy chapter four.  As always, let me know what you think! :) (I hope I spelt betrayal right aha it's such a weird word to spell for me :P ) Anywhore, enjoy!

Oh and warning: there is quite a bit of swearing in this chapter!

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Chapter Four -  

(Niall's POV)

*Flashback*

"Niall, we're not going to three different places for lunch!" Zayn let out a chuckle as I pouted at him. We were heading up Harry's driveway so that we could get Zayn's truck to go out for lunch.Zayn had told me that he usually lets his curly haired mate borrow the black pickup truck during classes in case Harry felt like skipping. I could never understand why Zayn and Harry skipped classes some days. It just seemed like they were asking for trouble. Today was the first time I ever skipped a class, and I knew Louis would probably scold me if he found out, especially if he found out the reason was because of Zayn.

It disappointed me that my older brother and best mate didn't get along, but I kind of understood Lou's reasoning. Although he never told me, I think Louis was jealous of Zayn. Especially when I started to hang out with him more and more as I grew up. I think Lou thought that I was replacing him with Zayn, but I really wasn't. My older brother wasn't around all the time, and I needed someone to be there for me when he wasn't. And I think that upset Louis, that he thought I liked Zayn better than him. No matter how many times I tried to explain to him that no one could replace him, he would just put on his fake smile and nod. But I knew me hanging out with Zee upset him.

"But Zaynie!" I whined to him as we reached the front door of the small flat. I heard Zayn snort in amusement at me as he pushed open the door soundlessly.

"Huh," He said, his voice seemed a little confused at how the door was already open.

I followed him inside and blinked a few times so that my eyes could adjust to the dark. It was midday yet there seemed to be no sunlight shining inside the flat, which surprised me. I looked over at Zayn but he looked just as confused as me as he ran his fingers through his quiffed up black hair. I felt goosebumps run up my spine as I heard a strange noise. I couldn't tell what it was, but it sounded kind of like... moaning.

It must just be Harry with some girl, I thought but Zayn wasn't convinced. His eyebrows were furrowed and he turned back at me before nodding quickly. I didn't know what he was trying to say so I just gave him a confused look. He rolled his eyes at me and put his index finger to his mouth. I nodded, finally understanding as he rounded the corner to the living room. I could see him, but not inside, and from his reaction I was a little afraid to look.

Zayn's face was in complete and utter shock. His mouth dropped down for the slightest moment before his jaw set and his golden-brown eyes narrowed in anger. His fists clenched tightly, like they had earlier, but now I was actually worried. Whatever was in there, I knew Zayn would actually be able to hit, unlike our English teacher.

I slowly walked over to him, to take a look at what was making him so angry and to try to calm him down, but when I turned that corner...I just lost all thoughts. My face turned a new level of pale, and my eyes bulged out in shock. I couldn't hold the gasp in but it was barely audible from the moaning coming from in the living room as I recognized the hooded figures.