Being Louis (Zouis)

Chapter 7

-Harry

I stir from sleep and sit up.

"Dad?" I rub my eyes and spot Niall on the ground, playing with his toys. He looks up at me and lifts his hands up so I pick him up.

Hey, Ni. How you doing?" He starts to rock back and forth with a smile.

"Haz-ah!" I look at him with wide eyes and smile back at him.

"Say that again?"

"Haz- ah!" I squeal in excitement, making Dad rush in a panic.

"What's wrong?"

"Niall just said his first word!" Daddy quickly shuffles around and gets his phone out.

"Come on, Ni. Say it again." He holds his phone up towards Niall.

"Haz-ah!"

"He said it again!" Daddy grabs Niall and smothers him with kisses.

"You're a big boy!"

-Zayn

This date with Perrie isn't half bad but I really want to tell her. She puts her fork down and looks up at me.

"Zayn, I haven't been full on honest with you."

"What's going on Perrie?"

"I just really need someone right now and you are all I have in this situation. We're good friends right?" I nod my head.

"Yes?"

"I like you Zayn but only like a brother. I'm actually a lesbian." I drop my spoon in surprise.

"What?"

"I'm a lesbian."

"Oh." I never would of thought that Perrie was a lesbian but I've always wanted one to be my friend.

"Well, I haven't been honest with you either."

"Really? What is it?"

"I actually really like Louis. You know Louis Payne?" She nods.

"Yeah, I've heard of him. I knew you liked him! I just didn't know how to tell if you did or not."

"So, this is like a friendly get together?"

"Yeah, not a date." We laugh together and continue to eat.

As friends

-Louis

Could this night get any longer? I really need to talk to Zayn and just tell him straight up how I feel. We should just stop being so childish. I bet Zayn is having a great time with Perrie. I flip through the different channels while trying to find a way to cure my boredom until I hear the doorbell ring, making me stand up.

"I'll get it!" I walk over to the door and open it.

"Can I help yo-" The person lunges towards me and crashes our lips together. I open my eyes to see Zayn in his tuxedo and beanie. I release from Zayn but I still hold on to him with my arms around his neck and his arms on my waist.

"I need to talk to you."

"I need to talk to you too." We both blush and enjoy each other's company until I hear a throat clear behind me.

"Um." I turn around and gasp.

Dad.