Jealousy (a Zourry story)

A/N: Ok so after trying a couple of other pairings it finally became a Zourry story, surprise! This one is for @Haylz_1D who requested it.

Zayn was standing with Harry at the bar of the pub they were at. Both had a pint in their hands, but neither of them drink from it. Their attention was on one thing and one thing only. Louis Tomlinson. Their lover who was talking 3 feet away from them with some girl and seem to have a really good time. Chatting happily with her and laughing. Completely oblivious of the jealous looks of his boyfriends and just enjoying himself. Not seeming to mind when they girl put her hand on his forearm, that was resting on the table they were standing it. Zayn and Harry however narrowed their eyes and if looks could kill the girl would've been already dead. Neither of them liking what they were seeing. A girl that close to their Louis and touching what was theirs.

Zayn bit his lip to stop the growl that threaten to escape from his throat as the girl let out a flirtatious giggle. “What the hell is he doing?” he asked, mostly to himself, but Harry answered.

“I don't know, but I certainly don't like it” the younger said softly. His green eyes fixed on the oldest boy. If it had been Harry flirting or chatting with a girl it wouldn't be a problem. It was normal for him to do so, meaningless and harmless. It was just the person he was, but Louis was a completely different thing. Of course he too talked to girls, but it didn't happen very often and it was always just friendly. This however looked nothing like friendly and more like a flirty couple it their eyes. This was something they hadn't seen from Louis before. “I don't understand.” Zayn heard Harry murmured sadly. 'Neither do I' he though.

Just that moment that stupid girl let out flirty laugh, wrapping her blond her around her finger. If he hadn't seen green before, he did now. “That's it, I'm going over” he growled. Slamming his beer bottle on the bar.

“No” Harry yelled and grabbed his arm. Somehow managing to keep his voice soft enough to not dray much attention to them. “You can't.”

“And why the hell not?” Zayn asked. Pulling his arm from Harry's grip.

“Think of all attention that will draw” Harry pointed out. “And they” he made a hand gesture to the people in the pub “Don't know about us. And I don't know about you, but I'm not ready to come out yet. I'm not ready to tell our fans. Not just for me, but think of what kind of stories will go around about the band then. How much bad publicity we will get. I don't wanna do that to Liam and Niall.”

Zayn sighed. He hated to admit it, but the brunet what right. A lot of fans were crazy about their bromances, but he wasn't sure if they were ready for him, Harry and Louis to actually come out as a couple. Wasn't sure if they would be willing to except that, them.

“Just leave it to me” Harry said, padding him on the shoulder.

“What you're gonna do?” he asked, but Harry didn't answer just gave him what was in the middle of a smile and a smirk. He watched as Harry made is way over to Lou and the blond, stopping next to the older. Giving the girl his most charming smile, he wrapped his arm around Lou's shoulders and leaned in to whisper something in the older his ear. He saw Lou frown before glancing at him, before his eyes went back to Harry. Curiously he wondered what Harry had told him as his curly head boyfriend turned to him and give him the thumbs up. What was that all about? What was Harry planning?

Not much later he saw Louis excusing himself and Harry as they started to walk back to him. Louis with a concerned look on his face. What did Harry tell him? “You're ok?” Louis asked placing a the palm of his hand on his forehead. “You don't have a fever.” A Fever, why should he have a fever. Just then he say Harry mouth 'sick' from the corner of his eyes. Ah so he had told Louis he was feeling sick or at least not feeling very good. That explained the older his concern.

“It's just my stomach” he said, placing his hand on said stomach for more effect.”I guess dinner didn't fall so good.” He moaned a little.

“Poor baby. Come on, we'll take you home” Louis said, wrapping his arm around his waist, obviously for support. 'Such a sweetheart' he thought as he smiled thankfully at the older. Allowing himself to be lead back to the car and back home.

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 “You want anything?” Harry asked with played concern as he helped Zayn on to their bed.

“I can make some soup. Do you want some soup Zayn baby?” Louis pipped in.

Shaking his head, he declined. “But I would like some tea” he quickly added after seeing the disappointed look on Louis' face.

Instantly the older his face let up. “I'll go make that than” he said. “You get him undressed an into bed Harry.” And with that he was out of the bedroom.

“So I'm sick?” he questioned Harry softly as soon as he was sure Louis couldn't hear him.

“I had to think of something to get him away from her without her becoming suspicious. So I told them I wanted to take you home and since Lou drove us I asked for the key, so I could take you. Of course I already knew he would want to come with us. Wouldn't want to stay behind while you were 'sick'.” Air quoting the last word.

“Wow Harry, that was very smart of you” he told him. Actually being impressed at how much though the younger had put in to it, when the idea just seem to pop up in his mind.

“Thanks. “Harry grinned. “Now get out of you're clothes and into bed.”

“Yes boss” he grinned and did as told. Deciding to keep his boxers on this ones and crawled into the big king size bed the three of them shared.

Harry had just pulled of his own shirt when Louis came back in the room, holding a steaming mock of tea. “Here you go sweetheart” Louis said, handing him the mock. “Drink, but be careful it's hot.”

He gave him his best weak smile and thanked him. Suddenly feeling guilty that he was lying to his own boyfriend. But told himself it was a little lie for their relationship sake. Hoping Louis would just never found out about it.

“So you were close to that girl back in the pub” Harry said, sounding pretty uncaring as if he was commenting about the weather. Than joined him in bed. Harry of course was naked.

Looking over his mock he saw the slightly surprised look on Louis' face, who than nodded. “Yeah she was asking about our experience with X Factor. Apparently she and her boyfriend wanted to audition this year.” So the girl had a boyfriend, or at least claimed to have one. “But she wasn't so sure about it asking me if she should do it. I told her that if she thought she was good enough, she should definitely do it. Than I told her a bit about the things we experienced on our way to the finale.” The older shrugged. “That's about it.”

“That's really nice of you Lou.” Harry smiled, leaning of him to kiss Louis.

“You think she'll have a chance?” he asked.

Again the older shrugged. “I don't know, she didn't want to sing in a pub full of people, so I don't know if she can really sing. Her voice sounded nice, but that doesn't always mean you have a good singing voice too.

The all nodded. All of them had met plenty of people, especially girls with nice speaking voices, but as soon as they started singing it sucked or was even painful for you're ears.

“But drink up you're tea Zaynie, so we can sleep. Hopefully you'll feel better after a good night of sleep. We can't have you feeling.” Nodding he smiled and did as Louis told him to, before handing him the mock. Louis put it on the nightstand as they all settled to go sleep.

He cuddled up to Louis as Harry pressed against his back and he felt himself relax. He heard a “Night sweethearts” from Harry. Followed by a “Goodnight luvs” from Louis. He simply murmured a “Night.” Already half asleep. The jealousy from earlier already long forgotten.