Three is Better Than One

Liam

I crept into Zayn's room at the hotel.  It was usually my job to wake Zayn up, and he was not exactly a pleasant person in the morning.  

Zayn had drawn the curtains together very tightly the night before so no light would enter the room.  It was pitch black, even though it was ten in the morning.  I felt my way over to the windows so I could open the curtains and wake him up. 

I opened them, and the light fell on the bed, spilling its way onto Zayn's face...and Niall's. 

Niall was laying in Zayn's bed too.  He was curled into Zayn's arms, his head resting lightly on his chest. Both were sleeping soundly.  

I turned away, trying to keep the feeling of jealousy from overpowering my thinking ability.  Why was I jealous?  I shouldn't be jealous of them...and who was I jealous of?  Confusion hit me like a ton of bricks, molding with my envious feelings to just make me irritated.  I sighed, and left the room.

Harry and Louis were watching television in the main room of our suite at the hotel.  They shared a reclining chair, sitting so close together they were practically on top of eachother.

"You know there's a couch, you will have more room on that." I shook my head, smirking.

Louis laughed, brushing a stray curl out of Harry's eyes.  "This is more fun, right Harry?"

Harry grinned. "Yes, Louis's bum is quite warm on my leg."

I rolled my eyes, and went into the kitchen to pour myself a glass of milk.  Harry and Louis were gay and dating eachother.  This was a secret currently being held by our families, close friends, and management.  Our managers feel like we needed to keep this secret or we will lose a huge chunk of our fanbase.

Louis and Harry, though, think the world should know.  They like to flirt in public and act flamboyantly gay.  Our managers fabricated many things to keep reporters, gossip websites, and normal every day people from finding this out.  They made Harry look like a man whore, who had sex with a different girl every day.  They have Louis pretending to date Eleanor Calder.  Louis and Eleanor are really good friends, but he only has feelings for Harry.

"Did you wake Zayn and Niall up?" Harry asked from the main room.

"Uh, I was about to, but..."

"But, you saw them sleeping together." Louis said, bursting into laughter.

"Um, yeah." I agreed quietly.

Harry chuckled. "I'll wake them up.  Don't miss me too much, Boobear."

"I will miss you more than anything, sweetums."  Louis kissed him on the cheek, and Harry left to wake them up.

"So, Liam." Louis motioned me to come out to the main room.  "Why did it bother you that Zayn and Niall were sleeping together? I mean, they were only sleeping, nothing more."

I looked down at the ground, trying to stop the blush rising in my cheeks.  "I, um, I was jealous."  I blurted.

Louis raised a questioning eyebrow.  "You were jealous. Of who?"

I sighed.  "That's the thing, Lou.  I don't know."

Louis smiled.  "If you are ever confused about anything like this, talk to me.  I understand.  Now, I'm going to go find Harry.  See you, Liam."

I watched him walk away, leaving me only to my thoughts.