falling for him // ziall

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Niall’s POV

I felt someone moving me softly, “Niall…Niall, wake up,” The voice said softly, “Niall, goddamn it WAKE UP we’re going to be late!”

I groaned, “What?” I opened my eyes and saw Louis, I was about to ask him what he was doing here, but then I remembered that I came here because of the Zayn thing, “Oh, Louis…Sorry, I forgot…”

“It’s cool,” He smiled his cheeky smile, “Okay, so, the plan starts today, okay?”

“Okay, but I need to get clothes from my room,” I said sitting on the edge of the bed rubbing my face while yawning.

Louis shook his head and a smirk spread across his face, “No, you won’t. You’re going to borrow some of my clothes,”

“My room is just across the hall… I don’t need to borrow your clothes…?” I looked at Louis confused.

“Look, you just have to borrow a shirt, and you can wear my favorite shirt, make it seem like we hooked up last night, Zayn will get jealous, then we have some PDA in front of him, get him more jealous, after a couple of days of doing this, he’ll get pissed, break up with Nina, confess his undying love for you, you get married, get some kids, and boom you live happily ever after…All that happens, because you use my shirt!” Louis smirks.

I shook my head laughing, “Fine, but you know your hypothesis is very out of line,”

Louis shrugged and gave me a towel and his favorite white shirt with blue stripes, “You never know, it could happen, I’m the master of amazing plans,”

After I took a long, calming, hot-water shower I put my somewhat dry pants from last night and I put Louis’ shirt on and my Supras. I looked like I got barfed by Louis wearing this shirt.

“I don’t get how wearing a shirt is going to make it seem like we fucked,” I looked at Louis, “It just makes it seem like I came to sleep at your room and you just let me borrow a shirt so I didn’t have to borrow a sweaty shirt from the day before,”

“Trust me, Niall…My god, your stubborn, take your stuff and lets go,” Louis pulled my arm and before going outside he looked at me, “Pretend I’m Zayn, okay? Kiss me like if I was Zayn or Zac Efron or just some celebrity crush, remember this is just bantering and it will get us both what we want, okay?”

I was starting to hesitate but Louis slapped my shoulder, “Fine, Louis,” I took a deep breath and we headed out of his room…

Here we go.

Zayn’s POV

Nina ended up leaving because I kicked her out, I didn’t really want to go there anyways, I just wanted Niall to talk to me, but I was foolish for doing this in front of him. I would definitely hate it if someone did this to me. I wonder where he went last night though, probably to Louis…

I parked my car in the street and walked to the university, obviously there was Louis and Niall…But, Niall was wearing Louis’ shirt that Louis’ always wears, odd if you ask me. They both looked at me and then back at each other. Niall looked uncomfortable and then Louis lips crashed on Niall’s. I tensed and felt my fist tighten, what the hell was that? Harry was in the stairs waiting for me and he also saw what just happened. Louis was practically shoving his tongue down Niall’s throat and Niall was letting him do that. Whoa, hold on. So all this hanging out meant they were going on dates and stuff. Wait, they were together… I looked at them and my fist kept clenching and unclenching, Niall’s hand went to Louis’ bum. I bit the inside of my bottom lip I wanted to yell… I wonder if Louis’ knees are going weak like mine did, I wonder if Niall is making Louis feel like I felt. Making him feel blissful, making him feel happy. I bit my lip and shook my head as if trying to snap it off I ran to Harry and his lip was trembling, his hands were shaking and his eyes were filling up with unshed tears.