"So, Liam, got your eye on anyone?"
The boy in question looked up to his bandmate, Louis, looking at him with hands on his hips and a raised eyebrow. "Maybe. Why do you ask?" Then, changing his tone to a joking one, he added, "Hoping it'll be you?"
Louis rolled his eyes and plopped down on the couch next to his younger bandmate. "You wish."
The two boys were in the living room of their house. They were alone, Niall was at Josh's place, Harry was asleep in his and Louis' room, and Zayn was at Perrie's house. It was about five in the evening and the two boys were bored.
Louis and Liam often joked around, accusing each other of being in love with the other. Louis was with Harry and Liam was gay and single, so they thought it was fun - and Harry didn't mind, knowing that Louis and Liam didn't actually have feelings for each other.
"But really, Payno, are you interested in anyone?" Louis continued.
Liam sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Yeah."
"Who?"
"Zayn."
Liam had had feelings for his hazel-eyed bandmate for a while, but he refused to share his feelings with the boy. Not because Zayn was dating Perrie, - the two were actually not dating anymore, but they were still really good friends - but because Zayn wasn't gay.
Louis awwed. Literally. "That's so cute! You should totally tell him."
Liam shook his head. "No way. He's not gay."
"But he's not straight either," Louis replied.
Liam, very confused, exclaimed, "What!?"
"Lottie told me that Perrie told her that Zayn broke off the relationship because he was confused about his sexuality. He needed time to figure it out. So, you should tell him. He may like you back."
Liam thought about it for a minute. "Fine, Lou. When Zayn gets home, I'll tell him how I feel."
"Good. Afterwards, give me all the details."
So, a couple of hours later, Zayn got home. It was about eight o'clock and Liam had fallen asleep in the couch waiting for his bandmate to return. Zayn saw his younger friend curled up on the couch and knelt beside him.
"Liam," Zayn said softly. "Liam, wake up." He shook his bandmate's shoulder a little. "Li, wake up, Zayn's home."
Liam finally woke up to see Zayn's beautiful, smiling face hovering over his own. "Hey, when did you get back?"
"Just now. I'm sorry to wake you, but Lou had texted me earlier that you had something to tell me."
Liam rolled his eyes. "Of course he did," he whispered.
Zayn settled next to Liam on the couch as the brown-eyed boy sat up. "So, Li, what did you want to say?"
Liam took a deep breath, gathering the courage to go on. "I want to start by saying: Zayn, I apologize in advance if I make a fool of myself. What I want to tell you is, I'm in love with you."
Liam was silent as he waited for for Zayn's reaction. But nothing happened. Zayn seemed a little frozen in shock. Just as Liam was about to lose hope, Zayn kissed him. Liam lost himself in it.
After he pulled back, Liam asked, "Does this mean that you feel the same way?"
Zayn smiled brightly and nodded. "I love you too, Payno."
