"But Zayn.." I said, sitting down on a table for 2, for our first date.
"Liam, I'm sorry. My head.. kind'a hurts.." Zayn whispered through the phone.
I clicked the phone closed and sat there in silence. "Excuse me sir, but I'm afraid I h have to ask you to give up the table." The manager said.
"Oh, no. It's alright. I was just about to leave anyway.." I said standing up.
How long have I been waiting? I looked at my watch, it was 8 pm. I waited here for 5 hours thinking this would be the best day ever, but I can't blame Zayn. He just got sick, that's all. Maybe tomorrow. I smiled at the manager and grabbed the boquet of flowers I was supposed to give Zayn, and the box of Chocolate we were supposed to share and walked out. It was cold tonight, very windy.
Picking up my cellphone, I dialed Lou's number. "Hello?" I said, my voice shaking seeing mist come out of my mouth.
"Hello!"
"Lou can you please-"
"HAHA! fooled ya! This is a voice mail ya sucker! Just leave me a message."
Damn it Lou.." I whispered rubbing my hands together. I tried calling Harry and Niall but I guess they're sleeping and I don't wanna disturb them, so I decided to walk home. You know, Zayn's been acting sort'a strange. For the past few weeks, he's been ignoring me. He hasn't returned my calls or my texts and he never kissed me and never told me that he loved me anymore. I missed those kisses, even tho he was too shy to do anything... I was actually doing all the work. It's like he doesn't even care....
"No!" I said to myself. "Zayn loves me, and I love him. He's just sick.. that's all..."
I finally got home, I got the spare key under the mattress and unlocked the door. Walking inside, I hung my coat and removed my shoes. I should probably see how Zayn's doing. I tiptoed up the stairs and going to Zayn's room , I passed Harry, Niall and Lou's as quetly as possible so they won't wake up.
Lou's P.O.V.
"I love you.." I finally confessed.
"But what about.." He said shaking his head. "I love you too..." He said to me, hugging me tightly, my head pressed against his chest. I could feel his heart beating fast.
My hands made it's way to his waist and I felt a shiver run down his spine. Did I do that? Or was it just the cold weather..? I hope it was from me. I moved, resting my head on his shoulder and whispered on his neck.
"I'm glad you feel the same way." I said as he pulled out of my arms, he tugged on my shirt and pulled me instatly pushing our lips together. He pushed his tongue against my lips wanting access. I let go of the kiss, hearing a whining sigh come out from his mouth. I moved closer, our lips only inches apart. Our lips roamed around eachother, trying to kiss me, I teased, moving backwards when he tried kissing me. His eyebrows creased.
"Stop that." He demanded.
"Stop what?" I teased, whispering against his lips.
He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me, and smacked our lips together. My hand carressing his hair, as the other was held onto his white, v-neck shirt. I wanted him. More than ever, Our lips moved a part, looking directly at him. His hair was all messy, his cheeks burnt red, and both of us breathing heavily trying to catch our breaths. "I love you..." Zayn said to me planting another kiss onto my lips. I heard the door shut behind us and me and Zayn jolted in shock.
"Zayn? What's.. going on?"
Liam's P.O.V
I knocked on Zayn's door but no one answered. Guess the fever was pretty bad. I placed my ear on the door to check if he was still awake. Placing my ear on the door, I chuckled. He must've been watching naughty things. haha. Slowly opening the door, I dropped the box and the boquet.
