Liam’s P.O.V:
I can't sleep.
I flipped over a million times looking for the right position for me to be comfortable, but none. I guess the main reason was that I couldn't stop thinking about a certain person. This kept on happening to me everyday ever since I met the boys. I couldn't stop looking and thinking and feeling for him. I still remember how we first met, we each got called back on stage. I thought I was done for. My dream of having a record breaking single, gone just like that.
~Flashback~
Nicole grasped the microphone placing it near her mouth and she said "We just felt that, you're too talented to let go of.." My heart beat faster, as a drop of sweat fell down to my cheek, "We think it would be a great idea to have two separate groups."
At this moment my heart beat faster than the speed of light. I was anxious to know why they called us back for. Simon asked for the microphone politely and took it away from Nicole's hand, "We've decided to put you both through." My eyes widened in shock, my mouth gaped wide open trying to process what had just happened. I turned to face the four strangers who were jumping around in joy and triumph.
"We made it." I thought to myself. We all hugged and screamed at one another. I turned around to congratulate my new bandmates, then that's when I saw Zayn. He smiled at me, his big brown innocent eyes staring right at me.
~End of flashback~
“What the hell is wrong with me!” I yelled rubbing my hands on my face. I flipped over so my stomach was facing the bed, I angrily shoved the pillow over my head. I felt tears forming in my eyes, my vision getting blurry.
Zayn’s POV:
I heard Liam yell from the room next door. I checked my phone and It was 6 in the morning, Why's Liam awake? I stood up rushing and running towards his room. I slammed open the door and there he was. Crying. Oh God, what do I do? If you knew me, as a close relative or a family friend, you'd know how terrible I am when it comes to comforting anyone. Leaving would be the smartest and wisest option right now. About to close the door shut I realized, Liam was my friend. My best friend, I couldn't do this to him. I opened the door widely exposing the ivory colored walls on every corner of his room.
“You know what’s wrong with you? You talk to yourself that’s what.” I said, scratching the back of my head.
He looked at me and chuckled. “Damn it” I thought mentally slapping myself. His brown hair was on his face and some strands were sticking out, His crumpled shirt, His droopy eyes. I could tell he didn't sleep the whole night.
“What's wrong Li?” I said, sitting beside him with my legs criss-crossed and my elbows on my knees. He looked straight into my eyes and my mind just went blank.
Liam shuffled uncomfortably, he opened his mouth and let out a loud sigh, "It’s just that..I think I’m in love with someone. . . And I don't think that someone would ever love me back...” He said to me , his voice trembling as he wiped away the tears forming in his eyes. I caught my breath holding it in. Why is this affecting me? So what if he like someone.. I snuggled closer to him leaving no space in between us. I wrapped my arms around him, my chin on his shoulder.
facing towards his ear, I whispered, "I'm sure whoever this person is, She'll love you with all her heart." I said, my words getting caught in my throat.
Liam’s POV:
His whisper almost sounded of sadness, giving me shivers that ran down my spine. Shaking that feeling off, I broke the silence.
