Another Boy Likes You
Harry: Harry was just about to start preparing dinner for when you got home from work when there was a knock on the front door. He quickly put his apron aside and followed the knocks, answering the bell to a nervous-looking Liam. "Hey mate" Harry greeted while Liam just awkwardly smiled and spoke a quiet "Hi." That second Harry knew something was up and immediately invited his friend to come in. The boys went into the kitchen and took their seats opposite from eachother on the kitchen table as Harry asked, "Now what's wrong man?" Liam's eyes were duller and not their usual color as he looked at Harry and spoke up, "You first gotta promise me that you won't be mad and, like punch me or anything." Harry's cocked eyebrows showed his' confusion and that he had no idea what Liam was driving at. "Liam, what is going on?" Liam sighed. "Promise me Harry, please." . "Li-" . "Promise me!" Harry rolled his eyes and puffed. "Fine! I promise." Liam shifted a little and took a deep breath to prepare himself for what he was going to say. "Well, I've been feeling a bit.. desperated lately" he begun, avoiding Harry's gaze. "Ever since we guys.. and the girls went out to the club last weekend I've been really frustrated and angry with myself." Harry nodded, showing that he was hanging on to every word Liam was saying. "What I'm trying to say is... dammit I'm sorry Harry" Liam let out a final breath before getting it off his chest, "I fancy [Y/N]." Harry's face dropped and he didn't say anything, needing some time to come to terms with that confession. "I'm sorry Harry. I- I shouldn't have told you" Liam stammered and pushed himself off the chair, "I just thought you deserve to know." Silence lingered around the room while Harry's eyes just focused on a spot near the fridge. "I better get going" Liam sighed as made his way to the door, just to turn back around when he heard Harry's unusal small voice. "Please don't try anything, Liam. I really like this one."
Niall: "You ready for the beach, Harry?" Niall asked his bandmate as he threw suncream and a towel into his beach bag, zipping it up. Harry, who was sitting on the hotel bed, looked up from his phone and shook his head, mumbling, "I'm not coming" before turning his attention back to the touch screen. "Why not?" Niall asked with furrowed eyebrows, "Weren't you the one who suggest the day at the beach?" Harry sighed. "Well yeah" he removed his hand from his phone to ruffle his curls with it, "But I've got this.. thing to do." Squinching his eyes shut, Harry mentally slapped himself for not coming up with a better reason than that. It's not that he hadn't a reason. Certainly he had one. But he obviously wouldn't tell Niall that the cause of the declination was you, the one he was fancying for weeks and the one he just couldn't stand to look at in a revealing bikini. "Thing?" Niall chuckled and searched his suitcase for his sunglasses while Harry put his phone aside, "C'mon mate. I know you better than that. There is something on your mind and you know you can tell me." Groaning, Harry buried his face in his hands and rose his voice when looking back up, "No I can't Niall! And that's just the problem!" Taken back, Niall winced and stared at his friend but tried to understand his outburst. Harry regretted it already though and let out a loud sigh, apologizing, "I'm sorry, Niall. I didn't mean to. It's just - I- I kind of have a crush on [Y/N] and I swear I'm trying to push it aside! But it's just really really hard for me when I have to see her every day." Flinching, Harry prepared himself for a mad and angry Niall after he confessed his fondness for you. But instead Niall put a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder and smiled. "That's alright. I know you can't control your feelings and I can't blame you. [Y/N] is very fit" Niall chuckled, "I really appreciate it that you try to push it aside. But I think you should face your problems and still come to the beach." Harry was astonished and didn't know how to response, nor if he should go to the beach anyway and just stared at Niall with wide eyes. "It's okay, mate. I trust you."
Liam: "Do you need anything from the store, babe?" you asked Liam as you made your way into the living room to get your purse. Liam -who was sitting next to Louis on the couch- shook his head, "Nope, I'm good. Thank you" and focused back on the video game infront of him. "Alright guys" you spoke, heading for the door, "I'll be back in 'round an hour." After you and Liam had said your Goodbye's and you had closed the door behind you, Liam immediately paused the game and turned to look at a confused Louis. "What is wrong with you?" Liam snapped whereat Louis knit his eyebrows, his confusion only growing. "I don't-" he started to speak up, but got cut off by a furrious Liam. "Since you came here you haven't spoken to [Y/N] just once! She's been so kind to you and all you do is ignoring her! What has she done to you?" Louis didn't expect to get faced with that and was surely taken back, not knowing how to response. His gaze instantly fell to the ground. "Look, I know we've been dating for only a short time and she's kinda the 'new one'. But could you at least try and give her a chance? She's lovely!" Louis' head immediately shot up and he snorted. "Please! I know she's lovely! What do you think is the reason I crush on her so hard?" Suddenly Liam's features softened and all of his angriness seemed to disappeare. "You crush on [Y/N]?" he whisper-asked, his face showing so much sadness. Louis shut his eyes and mentally cursed himself for telling Liam that secret of him. "I'm sorry Liam" he sighed and shifted in his seat, pushing a hand through his hair, "I do have a crush on [Y/N]. But I also do know that you love and cherish her. I would never think of doing anything to get you two apart or try anything on her! I promise!" Liam nodded in understanding. "I know you wouldn't - It's just.. that I never ever thought anybody I know would fancy my girlfriend, you know? I'm not mad at you or anything. You're like my brother and I love you. It's just weird. - But please try and be nice to her? It will just hurt her in the end if you ignore her like this because I know she likes you guys."
Louis: You were sound asleep, curled up into Louis' side in the small bunk of the boys' tour bus whereas Louis was still wide awake since he just couldn't manage to fall asleep. Sighing, he pushed the blankets aside and climbed out of the bunk, careful to not wake you up. As he made his way into the tv section of the bus he was surprised to find a worn-out-looking Zayn slumped on the couch with a whiskey bottle in his hand. Recently he had broken up with his long-term girlfriend but nobody knew that he was in such a bad state and since it was his decision it never came to anybody's mind either. Slowly Louis made his way to the couch and took a seat next to his band made, gently taking the bottle out of his' grasp. "I'm such an idiot, Louis" Zayn slurred and burried his face in his hands, letting out a small sob. "Why's that?" Louis asked concerned, even though he already could think of the answer on his own. "Because I let the best thing I've ever had leave my life" he sobbed in his hands, shaking his head. "Why did you broke up with her anyway?" Louis asked further, finally wanting to know the answer. Zayn rose his head to look at Louis. "Because I am in love with [Y/N] - well... was" Zayn answered honestly, although the alcohol was the only one speaking. Louis furrowed his eyebrows and asked, "My [Y/N]?", hoping that it wasn't you and just a random one. But Zayn's head-nodding told him otherwise. "Yes, your [Y/N]. I started to gain feelings for her the other day and thought that I could win her as my girlfriend by breaking up with my current one. But I was so so so dumb thinking that, 'cause [Y/N] would never leave you, she just loves you too much" Zayn explained, as the tears started to fall down his cheeks, "And now I don't have any girlfriend... I'm the biggest idiot ever." Louis swallowed hard and thought about what to say next for a few moments, needing some time to assimilate that information. "Zayn, you're not an idiot" he told, "And I promise that I'll help you to win her back tomorrow. But first I need you to get to bed, because in this state you won't get any girl."
Zayn: The boys and their girlfriends -including you- were all outside the tour bus, playing football, skateboarding and doing other stuff. You were just taking a break and went inside to get yourself something to drink, while Niall started to talk to Zayn. "You know, you're very lucky you got [Y/N]" Niall smiled, trying to hide his sadness and the fact that he whished that it was him instead of Zayn. "Thank you, man" Zayn chuckled, patting the other boys shoulder, "You're right. [Y/N] is really great and the best I could ever wish for." Niall's heart sunk and he begun to build up so much courage that he could finally tell Zayn what was bothering him for so long. "Zayn" Niall started to speak up, "I need to tell you something and I know that you will be mad at me, so I'm gonna apologize beforehand." Zayn bend his brows and looked more confused than ever, but Niall didn't want to duck out after he already announced his confession and just wanted to get it off his chest. "I'm really really sorry, man. But I can't help that feeling that I get when I see [Y/N] and I just- I fancy [Y/N], alright!" Niall sighed, "Actually not alright. I just told you that I fancy your girlfriend. How could that be alright?" By then Niall was fussing and didn't know if he made the right decision just then. It was a good feeling to finally have said it, but on the other hand there was still that part that thought he just had hurt one of his best friends feelings. "Niall, Niall, calm down" Zayn said, making the fussing boy stop the shifting of his feet he didn't even know he was doing, "It's okay, really. I'm glad you told me that. I might be a bit upset that you exactly have to crush on my girlfriend, but I understand. It's [Y/N] and I know that she -no offence- doens't even like the type of man you are, so I don't worry that much. But to your liking we could go clubbing tomorrow and find a girl for you that you'll like even more than you like [Y/N]. She'll like you just as much back and you'll get married and live happily ever after." Both of the boys started to laugh. "And then we can just forget about this, alright?"
