No Control

I'll Keep You My Dirty Little Secret

More of a Zayn chapter, but next chapter will be some Larry hangout time, and things will build! :)

The cover that is up is the one that got the most votes, but maybe one of the others will be up when I get tired of this one.

Chapter 14:

ZAYN

I woke up to an empty bed. I frowned a bit, wanting Liam right next to me. I felt a little bit of weight off of my chest after I told him what Harry said, but the guilt was still there. The guilt of not telling him the bigger part of it all. How could I? It would make him hate me so much.

I got out of bed, getting dressed and ready as quickly as I could, before I made my way out into the hallway. I was halfway down the hall when I got a text from Harry asking me to come over. Of course I would. If he needed me, I would be there. It's what friends do.

"Good morning, babe." Liam said, walking over and kissing me. I kissed him back, loving the feeling of his lips on mine, but the kiss quickly became unbearable as the guilt within me built by the second. I was such a terrible person.

I pulled away abruptly, leaving Liam confused. He raised an eyebrow at me and asked "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

I didn't really know what to say or how to respond. I couldn't just say 'oh, I just feel guilty for not being completely honest with you about this thing that happened a few years back between Harry and I, and it may make you hate me.' I had to think quickly.

"Nothing. I just... um, smelled something cooking and didn't want you to get too distracted and burn it. What is that by the way?" I asked, sniffing the air and receiving a sweet, syrupy scent.

"I decided to cook us a lovely breakfast. I figured you've been really stressed lately, and I guess I wanted to do something for you. Try and get things back to normal- just like the old days." He said, wrapping his arms around my waist and looking me in the eyes, a loving glance casted down at me.

I looked at him, feeling so much love. I was so lucky to have someone as amazing as Liam, but I also felt terrible that he had to end up with someone as shitty as me. I just couldn't find it in myself to let him go.

"Thank you." I said, honestly appreciating the loving gesture. He smiled down at me and pulled me in for another kiss. I tried relaxing into it, focusing solely on Liam, but that only made the sickening feeling of guilt even worse.

I pulled away again, seeing Liam's hurt face. I didn't mean to make him feel that way, but it was all too much right now. I needed these thoughts to go away. Why did Harry have to bring it up after all these years?

"Zayn, honestly, are you okay? You know you can tell me anything, babe." Liam assured. No, I really couldn't. Not this. Not ever.

"Yes." I said, looking away from his eyes. "Listen, I would love to eat breakfast with you, but I have to go." I said, breaking out of his hold. I went over to grab my car keys as Liam followed behind me.

"Where are you going? You don't have work until tonight." He pointed out. I was about to respond when I heard a knock at the front door. "Hold on." I told him, going over and answering it to see a rather angry looking Niall.

"Um, what are you doing here, Niall? Harry's at his house." I said, and he nodded, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I know. I was just there." He said, seeming to have an attitude that he wasn't even trying to hide. What was up with him?

"Oh. Okay...?" I said, not really knowing how to respond. Finally, he told me why he was actually here and talking to me.

"Did you go and visit Harry yesterday?" He asked. If that was the question he was going to ask about, then why was he acting like something was offensive?