The secrets of 1D

Prologue

Simin's POV

I stared at the phone. Pick up pick up. I was about to hang up then I heard a faint hello.

"Lou, I'm sorry for calling at this hour, but I need to ask you for a favor" I heard some noises in the background as I continued on.

"I need to hire your niece Bambi"

Zayn's POV

I stared heartbroken at the tiled ceiling. The only noise that filled the room was tickings of my wall clock. More silent tears strolled down from the corners of my eyes, onto my cheeks, and down my neck. I stared at the photo, begging that I could go back in time and replay that moment over and over. We used to say our love towards eachother without any worries, what did I do wrong? Did he think I was vain? Was I not attractive enough? Was I to annoying?

Liam's POV

I could hear zayn through the walls, he's not as silent as he thinks. I wanted to badly to comfort him, but I couldn't. I knew I should've never asked him out, I knew it was just a faze. I should havd never left him in such a fragile state..

Louis' POV

I stared at my twitter for hours. "@louis_tomlinson I guess I ship bullshit!" That tweet I posted over a year ago wasn't full of hate, it was full of remorse and sadness. I had to, do you understand how painful it is having a fake gf because your public prefers you taken then single? Seeing your social media accounts blow up with mentions of how you're dating your crush, when they only see you as a friend. It was a constant reminder that I will never be good enough, so I tweeted that.

(Fb) I clicked that tweet button, and in no minutes my twitter was going crazy. I stared at the comments, crying slightly. Why couldn't life just be simpler? Why couldn't harry just like me back, modest would be okay, as long as we date for over 2 years they'll let us go public! Why couldn't he just like me?

I stared sobbing louder as the sound of footsteps came to my door and harry rushed in. He wrapped his muscular arms around my tiny frame. He made circular motions with his index finger on my back as I sobbed harder.

This is one of the many reasons why I love him, he'll always make me feel better and will never ask 'what's wrong' when I'm clearly incapable of doing so.

He made sure I was okay before he kissed my forehead and he froze. My cheeks blushed dark shades of red when he realized what he did. He started moving but I grabbed his hand.

"Please stay hazza" I whimpered out. He gazed at me with eyes filled with concern. "Just let me get undressed Boobear" he later came into my bed. I nuzzled against him as held me tight. (End of fb)

I still remember that night, he has never acted that way towards me again. He still does his usual larry stylinson stunts every once in a while, but I miss them..I miss him.

(A/N) i know it's short but it is only the prologue :)