My Stepbrother - Zarry

Almost Exposed - 08

Zayn's P.O.V

I was currently just chilling out on my bed with my phone in hand, scrolling through pictures of different people on instagram. Occasionally double-tapping on some that caught my eye.

I got bored from doing absolutely nothing and returned to the home screen. Just as I was about to put my phone away, my attention was stolen away from a notification.

It read that some bloke named Niall Horan had decided to follow me.

Getting new followers wasn't unusual for me. You could easily identify me as instagram famous, but it was the blue mark in front of his name that made me want to find out more.

I opened up his profile and read the bio:

Niall James Horan
24 years old
Model
Irish

But something else caught my eye:

Bisexual and proud 🏳️‍🌈

Well, well, well. What do we have here?

I proceeded onto his posts, finding some really good pictures there. I drooled over his portraits and off course, followed him back. Damn, he was hot.

But soon enough I realised what I was doing, and smiled at myself.

"I am so gay." I mumbled.

But I failed to notice that someone had just reached the door of my room, which was unfortunately left open.

"You are what?!" Harry's deep voice rang through my ears.

"What?" I asked, nervous and really confused on what to do.

Harry strode towards me and pointed right at my face. I was quick to set down my phone so he couldn't see what I was looking at.

"You're gay?!"

"Umm..."

I hesitated for a moment but quickly came up with something, being the smartass that I am.

"Yes! Of course! I'm gay! Why wouldn't I be?"

"You are?" Harry asked, clearly befuddled.

"Of course I am! I mean I've got such a nice family. And a nice house to live in. And a perfect life!"

"Huh?"

"I'm trying to say that- Oh Harry-"

I continued as I put my hands on his shoulders.

"You weren't possibly thinking that I was saying that I was homosexual, were you? I was talking about the 'gay means happy' kind of gay!"

"Oh! Of course! I'm so dumb." Harry spoke, obviously falling for it.

I wanted to get out of there before anything else happened, but I also didn't want to look suspicious.

So before getting out the door, I sang the infamous poem, but changed it according to the situation.

"If you're gay and you know it, clap your hands!"

Clap. Clap.

And Harry clapped with me. And the face that he was making while doing the clapping part was hilarious.

He was kind of stupid though, but I guess if he wasn't, then I would be living in a hell hole right now. Maybe more like an interrogation room.

I closed the door behind me and literally wiped the sweat of my forehead.

"Phew"

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Chapter 08 is finally done! I'm sorry for not have updated for soooooooo long. And this chapter is a little short, but that's because it's all I wanted to put in this chapter and keep the rest for later. But anyways, hope you enjoyed!