Hard To Face Reality | Complete | J.B. | BXB

Chapter 4 - Reality Hurts

Justin's P.O.V

My eyes flutter open to an unfamiliar sight, I could barely see anything with the sun shining directly into my eyes. I waited a second for my eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness, blinking and squinting, I probably looked really weird but no one else was here anyway. I wondered why I didn't have a hangover... I looked around the room, where was I?
I assumed I had done something stupid last night and if I looked to my side there would probably some skinny ass chick I didn't know or give a shit about. But instead the person lying next to me was naked and I did know this person and I was totally confused. What the heck happened last night? I nudged the person on the shoulder and croaked.

"Liam?"

*~12 HOURS EARLIER~*

I stared at my hands as I listened to Liam ramble on about the boys and something that happened on their tour and something about arriving here this morning. My head snapped up.
"This morning? Where did you fly in from?" I asked to excitedly
"Um, well, we finished our last show in Canada yesterday, so we flew in this morning. Why?" he asked cautiously
"Oh how did I not see you? I was on the same flight this morning... wait what did you mean by we?" I asked
"Oh me and all the boys are here up stairs and stuff although I can't say they are enjoying it. Our flight wasn't very enjoyable."
"Wait, why?" I asked softly
"Well Zayn Just broke up with his girlfriend, Perrie and he's kind of a drag. He got all pissed about not being in love with her the right way like he loved her or something but not the right way. It was very weird, he's so confused. I think the other boys will agree when we say we hope this holiday helps calm him down or more or less figure whatever it is going on in his head..."
Liam shook his head before continuing "I'm sorry you didn't need to hear that. It's just he was all pissed about something that happened at the airport . I don't know" he said with a small laugh. I wonder if the guy at the airport was Zayn? Why was I so excited to find this out? Stop it Justin. I tried to sound casual
"You know I wish I didn't have to wear hoods and glasses everywhere I went, especially on the plane." I brought it up.
"Oh yeah I totally agree Zayn was all pissed off about running into some dude cause he couldn't see at the airport, all because he was wearing a hoodie and can't see. I wish he could just chill out." He stated.

I tried to control the smile that wanted to make an appearance, it was Zayn.
"Hey um do you want to hang tonight, Louis said he wanted to take me out clubbing, wanna join?" He asked. I contemplated it a bit but then decided there was no harm in it. What's the worse that could happen, right?
"Sure" I handed him a napkin with my room number written on it and got up.
"See ya tonight" I said then walked off.

I looked down at my watch unsure what time Liam would come around, it was already late so I quickly searched for my bag to get some clothes. Since it was cold I picked out black skinny jeans, a long sleeved v-neck and a red hoodie. I made my way over to the bathroom to shower.

As the hot water ran over my tense muscle and instantly calmed them my mind began to wander and eventually I was thinking about Zayn again why was I so caught up in him? He's a guy. You like girls Justin. You can't think about him anymore...

As I finished getting dressed and was pulling my shirt over my head. I heard a knock coming from the front door. I walked through the front room towards the door. I quickly checked my hair before turning the knob and opening the door to reveal a much too happy Liam.

"Hey." He said cheerily.
"Hey, where's Louis?" I asked confused.
"Oh, he is still getting ready he said he would meet us down at the lobby in ten." Liam smiled.
"OK come in, I just need to get a few things, I won't be a minute, make yourself at home." I said letting him in, biting my lip. If I'm being honest he looked rather hot, in white skinny jeans, a black v-neck, denim jacket and a pink snapback.
"Nice hat" I snickered, walking out of the room. I grabbed my wallet and my phone. I walked back into the bathroom putting on my jumper, purple Supras and my Lakers snap back. I winked at the mirror, chuckled and walked back into the living room. A nervous Liam sat on the couch twirling his thumbs I laughed, he look pretty adorable. Wait, what?

I shook my head and looked at Liam. It started becoming awkward as I realized I was staring. He was staring back. I cleared my throat.

"W-we should um like go um...... Louis ....uh" I stuttered getting lost in his eyes they were a light brown, a gorgeous brown. We began walking down towards the elevator. When I looked at Liam he had a devious look in his eye.

"Promise me you will let me get shitfaced tonight and not be all daddy-direction. Like, I mean, I get you are protective and stuff but you got to let me get drunk, I need this." I said - no wait I was practically begging. He thought about for a second before he started.

"Ok.... Um do you still want me to stop you from doing something stupid." He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Yeah do you promise?" I asked him with a sigh. He bit his lip and giggled OMG he shouldn't be allowed to do that! It's just ugh hot. What? No. I didn't just think that. No. what? Pssh. No.
"I promise" he sort of whispered like he was shy, it was freaking adorable. No. Stop it Justin. I covered my confusion with a laugh. As we entered the elevator I reached out at the same time as Liam to press the button for the for ground floor I felt a sudden urge to hold his hand.
It was so soft. Then I realized my hand had been on his for an unnatural amount of time. I pulled away quickly and cleared my throat. Well that wasn't awkward at all. I was looking at the door when Liam smashed his lips onto mine, I was shocked, I was reluctant at first but but somehow it felt kind of, right? I closed my eyes as I kissed him back. My lips moving in a perfect sync with his. I smashed my hand against the buttons on the wall to back up to my floor, trying not to break the kiss. I felt him smiling into the kiss and I smiled in return. I swiped my tongue across his bottom lip, asking for entrance, to which he immediately granted. As my tongue roamed around his mouth I heard him moan in pleasure. I pulled back reluctantly, not wanting to break the kiss off.

"But what about your promise?" I asked in-between breaths he looked me in the eyes and whispered in my ear.
"Some promises are meant to be broken."

*~BACK TO PRESENT~*

"Shit!" I cursed remembering what happened last night. A million thoughts raced through my mind as I quietly got dressed and raced out the door trying not to wake... Him.