Accidentally in Love // z.m

Nine

"No I'm telling you, MnM's are fine to suck because the crispy layer deteriorates which tastes so much better than when it’s hard. However sucking Maltesers only makes the malt soggy which is gross!" I insisted.

"It is not gross! Sucking Maltesers is like sucking MnM's after the crispy layer deteriorates. It skips to the best part!" Harry argued. We were discussing which chocolate should be sucked. I know right what an appropriate conversation to have at work. "No it ruins the malt in it which is the best the part! I'm going to buy some MnM's so you can experience how great they are sucked."

"This is the weirdest conversation I have ever had." Harry realised and I nodded in agreement.

"Guys we need to talk to you all about something." India announced. We had been sitting around the dressing rooms at 1DHQ, India and Niall were on one couch, Harry and I on another and Zayn and Louis on the third, all gathered round a coffee table. Liam was standing nearby on his phone to Sophia but hung up after India caught his attention. "So we wanted your advice, and sort of your blessing actually. See the two of us are kind of a thing now and we want to continue this but obviously it's not allowed and we know if we get caught or something it will affect all of us so we are only going to try this if you guys are ok with that. Are you okay with that?" She asked hesitantly and both of them looked nervous as fuck.

"Definitely." I said back almost immediately in the hope that I was comforting India and it put a smile on her face. This was important to her and as her best friend of course I would support her.

"Yeah I'm with Saz, I've definitely got your back." Harry added from next to me with an adorable smile. 

"Same here." Louis grinned.

"Liam?" Niall asked after noticing Liam looked a bit unsure.

"I don't know man. You know I want you guys to be happy but if this gets out it will screw us up bad. We don't need that on top of everything." He said though I could see he really wanted them to be together. 

"I understand bro, it's fine." Niall surrendered which shocked me a bit. "What! No, Liam come on the chances of this getting out aren't that big and it's not just a fling they're serious! All we need to do is deny everything people say and we can do that if we all stick to the same story."

"But why go to all the trouble if they can just wait until the contract is over?" Zayn questioned, his megativity startled me as I didn't think the matter would have bothered him. His tone was slightly threatening and if I didn't know him any better I would have cowered, afraid.

"Because who knows what will happen then? Our contract could be extended or we might move or something.  They should enjoy the time they have together whilst they can!" I was getting really worked up over it all, unknown as to why, and they seemed to notice.

"Alright well I'm sold. I guess we can keep it a secret." Liam shrugged. "Zayn?" We all turned to him yet he was only looking at me with searching eyes and furrowed brows. I felt as though his stare was eating away at me, the longer he looked the smaller I shrunk. It was as though I was almost betraying him and yet I've done nothing wrong. He didn't say anything at first, only nodded and clenched his jaw. "I'm going for a smoke." He finally declared before quickly leaving the room. I turned back to all the boys and India who were all now looking at me. "What?" I asked but they all gave me that 'don't be stupid' look so I huffed before getting up and following Zayn. I walked towards the back exit where I found him sitting on the steps. A cold breeze hit me as I stepped outside next to him and I inhaled deeply in preparation for this confrontation. "You okay?" I asked taking a seat next to him. He shrugged and took another drag before offering me a cigarette.  I don't smoke but took it anyway thinking maybe he will talk to me if I were one of his people. He lit it as it was wedged between my lips and I couldn't help but stupidly think of how this was a little bonding experience between us. Clearly that was what I desired from the cigarette, not the addiction or the relief or the rough edge it added to a personality. I merely wanted to get closer him. I inhaled, choking in the process and he smirked at my reaction. I grimaced, the bitter taste was dreadful, then tried to cover it up as I cleared my throat holding the cig as far away as possible without making it obvious. Let's hope he can't tell this is my first time smoking. I tried to get him to open up once more. "Come on, talk to me. Do you not ship Nidia?"