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secret love

Zayn's secret love for you!
A/N: Y/B/N means your brothers name, didn't know what else to call it. If you don't have a brother then just pretend!

I know I shouldn't be spying, but I just couldn't help myself. She was so cute. No, she was amazing. I shook my head. What was I doing? It was never going to happen. I looked at her through the window again a bit sad by reality. Get a grip Zayn! I forced my eyes away from her in the kitchen and opened the door to the car and got out. Y/B/N was waiting for me.

I barely got my hand from the door after knocking on it, before someone opened it. I was just about to say some goofy joke, when I saw it was Y/N and not Y/B/N. I didn't really know what to do and looked down. She was standing there, in the door, looking too perfect. Her lips formed a smile. "Hey Zayn, my brother is in his room."

She stepped to the side and let me pass in the door. I got in the hallway and took off my jacket. The space was pretty tight, and when I turned around after hanging up my jacket, we stood up against each other with only a few centimeter between our faces.

"Sorry", she smiled and took a step to the side, before she walked through the door to the kitchen. I sighed. She had just walked away. I stood a minute in the hallway, so I could clear my head before meeting Y/B/N.

"Hey mate!" Y/B/N turned around from his computer, as I walked in. "Hey", I said while tossing myself on the bed. I sighed as I laid down. "Something troubling you?" I thought for a short moment before shaking my head. I couldn't tell him, I was in love with his sister, he would kick me out with the message not to come back before I was over it, or rather her.
I sighed again. She didn't even like me that way, so it wasn't even up for discussion.

A moment later someone knocked on the door. It was her. "Not now Y/N", Y/B/N said annoyed. She ignored him. "Do you know where the big dish is? You know the one for lasagna?" Y/B/N just shook his head, and she sighed as she closed the door behind her.

I heard something smash against the floor and got up. It sounded like broken glass. Y/B/N didn't react he had his headphones on, while playing with someone online. I opened the door and walked to the kitchen. Y/N was sitting on the floor trying to pick up the broken glass, there was scattered all around her.

"Are you okay?" I asked worried. She looked up at me surprised. "Yeah, it's fine, I just knocked down a glass, when I was trying to reach for the dish." She pointed at the top of the cabinet. I nodded and helped her pick up the big pieces.

"I'm not tall enough", she said annoyed. "Could you please help me?" I nodded and reached for the dish carefully checking that I didn't knock down another glass.

"Thanks", she gave me a warm smile. "So are you making lasagna?" She nodded. "Yeah, I'm not that good of a cook, but..." I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded and turned around to go back to Y/B/N again. "Are you staying?" I turned surprised around in the doorway. "I don't know", I said a bit unsure. Y/B/N hadn't asked me to stay, but he wouldn't have anything against it, would he?

"Y/B/N won't mind. Besides we can't eat all this lasagna." She showed me the empty dish. I didn't really know what to do, but then it was like I saw something in her eyes telling me that she wouldn't mind me staying either, and I couldn't help but smile. "I do like lasagna", I laughed.

"Great", she walk towards me. "Then you can help me make it." She put the dish in my hands and walked over to the sink. When I didn't move she waved me closer. "You do know how to cook, right?" I shrug my shoulders and walked over to the sink.

After a couple of minutes I found the courage to ask her the question, I've been wanting to ask her for so long. "Y/N?" She turned her head towards me. "Yeah?" I took a deep breath before asking her. "What do you say to go out for dinner some time, where we don't have to make the food ourselfs?" She looked at me surprised. "Like a date?" I nodded suddenly unsure. Why had I even suggested it? But then her face lit up into a smile. "I would love that Zayn." I nodded happy, but then I realized something or rather someone. "You don't think Y/B/N would mind?" She shook her head. "Forget him. He doesn't get an opinion on this." I just smiled and looked into her beautifull eyes. She was right.

She leaned closer, and I could feel my heart raise. "Well I did always have a secret crush on you", she whispered while blushing. "Really?" I asked while smiling. She nodded and looked down. I leaned even closer before getting her to look at me again by putting my finger under her chin. Then she surprised me by leaning closer as well and closing the last couple of centimeters between us. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I felt her soft lips against mine. Was this really happening?