Zayn’s P.O.V
I’m disgusted with myself. I won’t be surprised if none of them ever talk or associate with me again. I’ve fucked up even bigger this time. I still can’t believe that innocent little Nialler slept with Tahulah after I specifically told them not to. I was only worried about Harry tiring to pull something on her but I never thought in a million years that it was Niall who’d I’d have to worry about. I haven’t left my bed for about 3 hours and in that time I’ve heard yelling, screaming, sobbing and surprisingly laughter, coming from the lounge room.
‘Zayn,’ A small voice whispers pulling me out of my thoughts.
‘Piss off.’ I can’t deal with anyone’s shit right now.
‘Too late.’ The voice chuckles in my ear, that’s when I realise the voice belongs to Tahulah. I ignore her so she’ll leave me alone.
‘Zayyynneyyyyyy!’ She whines before snuggling into my side.
‘How the hell did you get into my room?’ I fire at her.
‘Dude seriously? Your door was unlocked and it probably didn’t help that you were deep in thought. Oh and a word of advice don’t think to hard because you looked like you were about to crap your dacks.’ She laughs at me and that’s when I know it. She’s forgiven me. It’s over, everything is back to normal.
‘Look Tils I’m so-‘ but she interrupts by slapping her hand over my mouth.
‘Shut up Malik. I forgive you, I know you were only trying to protect me, but seriously next time don’t. Next time tell ME what’s going on and we’ll work it out together ok? Pinkie promise me.’ She says in one of the most serious voices I’ve ever heard her speak with, her eyes are boring into mine, I feel like she’s looking into my soul or something. It’s uncomfortable; in all honesty we’ve never, not one day in our entire relationship, ever been serious. All I do is nod my head and shrink away from her gaze.
‘Ehh that felt weird, that’s probably enough seriousness to last me a life time.’ She laughs and I wrap my arms around her. Finally after 4 months of drama everyone is finally content.
‘Hey Til’s, I know I was a dick and all but you at least owe me an explanation.’ I mummer into her hair.
‘About what?’ She asks genuinely confused.
‘Niall’ That’s all I have to say because I can now feel her squirm in my arms.
‘Fine, I’ll tell you everything, but I’m not sugar coating it. About 2 weeks after the uh... erm.... um that night, all of you guys went out with your girlfriends and whatnot so it was just me and Niall. We watched movies and stuff then we started messing around and he kissed me. Zayn I felt sparks and fireworks, all that cliché stuff everyone talks about. Then one thing led to another and yeah we slept with each other. I’m just letting you know Zayn that he didn’t force me into anything, he was gentle and caring.’ That was a lot to take in like holy crap. I needed time to process all of this.
‘Zayn please say something?’ Tilly whispers into my chest.
‘You like him don’t you? But my god Tils what do you call that stunt you pulled with Louis then?’ Ok so she liked Niall but then went and snogged Louis whilst he still had a girlfriend. She needed to explain with one pronto.
‘I like who Niall? Maybe I don’t know, but what I do know is there is some sort of attraction but I’m not 100% sure. Kissing Louis had to happen all this tension or chemistry just build up and we both sort of exploded. Sure there were fireworks but he doesn’t love me. You never get over your first love. And as much as he hates to admit it he’s still in love with Eleanor. You can see it in his eyes when he talks about her; even in hate he has that sparkle in his eyes. Sure he says he loves me but it really is Eleanor and it will always be Eleanor, I was just his fall back girl. He’ll understand it sooner or later.’ She muffles into my chest. Woah that was deep, she kissed Louis even though she knew she was just he’s fall back girl from Eleanor, all the while she likes Niall? God girls are so bloody confusing.
‘Zayn please don’t ever leave me.’ Tahulah whispers after a good 10 minutes of silence.
‘Tahulah are you stupid, I will never ever leave you ever.’ I solemnly swear to her.
‘Guess what? Your management has sent up a band from Australia to live here with you guys for 2 months to experience what it’s like. And Zayn guess who it is Zayn!’ Tahulah pulls out of our embrace and starts jumping around on my bed like a crazy person.
‘I have no idea bub.’ I tell her in all honesty.
‘Zzzzaaayyyyynnn! It’s my favourite Australian band ever!!’ She starts squealing like a 5 year old kid. And that’s when it finally dawns on me who she’s going crazy about.
‘Short Stack?’
