Three Way Relationship

35 - Change

Justin's POV

"Okay, watch how I change the gears when I go a certain speed. You watching?" Uncle Paul asked.

"Yes." I nodded, staring at the gears while glancing back and forth at the speed monitor.

"See its in first, then I go about this speed before I press the pedal and change it." Paul gave me some tips.

"Okay, yep." I nodded.

"Promise me you won't be speeding if you pass?" Paul asked. I looked to the road.

"I promise." I smiled.

"Lets go get you that haircut." Paul chuckled.

I huffed, crossing my arms, "You're gonna make me look stupid."

"Not as stupid as the hair you have now." Paul laughed.

I scoffed, "Its called the Bieber flip. I think I look drop dead gorgeous."

Paul laughed louder.

"My boyfriends agree, thank you very much." I poked my tongue out at him.

"These boyfriends of yours, I want to meet 'em." Paul patted my knee.

I shivered slightly.

Justin, calm down, this is Paul, your uncle, not the man who hurt you.

"You okay there, Justin?" Paul parked the car on the side of the road.

"Uhm, y-yeah... sorry I was just thinking." I blushed.

I wonder if Paul knows about what happened?

"So what do you say? Would you let me meet them?" Paul asked.

"My boyfriends?" I asked.

"Yeah. I know your mum and dad dont like 'em, but if they make you happy, I want to see it myself." Paul nodded.

"We're fighting..." I mumbled.

"Why?" Paul furrowed his brows.

"Well, I don't want to live with Mum and Dad... and Zayn, he won't admit it, but he's afraid of my parents. So they dropped me off and I didn't want to go with mum and Dad.... and I got mad at 'em." I spoke fast, blushing harder.

"Justin..." Paul sighed.

I looked to him.

"Your boyfriends have every right to be afraid of your parents. I don't know fully what happened, but your mum and dad are hard on Zayn... for whatever reason. Don't hate him 'cause of them. He probably hates not being accepted by them." Paul smiled.

"I try not to be mad... but I dunno... I just wanna be with them." I frowned.

"Tell you what, keep this between us... I'll take you to see your boyfriends today." Paul smiled.

I widened my eyes, "Really!?"

"If you get this haircut." Paul chuckled.

"Fine, Fine. Just as long as I pick the style?" I smirked. Paul nodded, getting out the car. I followed.

This is going to be awesome.

I'm going to say sorry to Niall and Zayn, and my Uncle can meet them and judge them himself.

This is perfect.

This is exactly why Paul is, and forever will be, my favorite family member.

Zayn's POV

"Niall?" I called, walking out of the shower.

"In the kitchen!" Niall yelled.

I walked over to him, just wrapped in a towel, smirking.