Mirror - 1D Fanfic

Chapter 12

I smirked as Lauren pushed Kaitlyn, who was being slow, through the mirror. We all stepped into the room and Louis was sound asleep, looking like a cute little angel.

I motioned for the girls to go on and I stayed behind. As they walked out of the room, I slid under Louis' covers. His eyes fluttered open slowly and a smile spread across his face.

He slung his arm over my waist and pulled me closer to him, so I was snuggled up in his chest. I giggled and inhaled the scent of his cologne.

" Hey. " he said, his chest vibrating as he spoke.

I smiled. " Hey. " I whispered.

" Why are we whispering? " he mocked, causing me to roll my eyes playfully.

Suddenly, a crashing noise was heard. It sounded as if it was coming from the kitchen. I shot out of the bed and Louis followed.

" What now? " I muttered as we treaded down the stairs.

I stopped in my tracks, taking in the.....interesting......sight.

Zayn had tipped over the table and a few chairs, and was now sitting in the corner, curled up in a ball. He was tugging at his hair and muttering something I couldn't understand.

My first instinct was to run over to him and make sure he was okay. To comfort him. Unfortunately, I always follow my first instinct.

I rushed over and crouched beside him. I saw warm tears streaming down his face, causing my heart to skip a beat.

" Zayn, are y-you okay?? " I asked, shakily.

He was muttering it more clearly now. My heart ached as he repeated the words I mouthed to him as Louis carried me away.

" I'm sorry...I'm sorry....I'm sorry... "

I desperately looked to Louis for help, but he was gone. He must've left when I went to help Zayn.

I frowned and turned back to Zayn. He was full on sobbing now, and I couldn't take it any more. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into an embrace.

It took a moment for him to react, but when he did it filled me with butterflies. He slid his arms around my torso and nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck.

He was still crying, but he was calming down. I felt like crying...like it was my fault or something. I don't know...I just hated seeing him like that.

He sniffled and lifted his head up, looking into my eyes. I admired his beautiful eyes. They glistened with an unknown emotion as he stared into my eyes.

He started to lean in, as if he was going to kiss me. I longed for the peppermint taste of his pink lips...but he suddenly pulled away. His eyes became dark as he pushed me away.

" No. " he whispered, before standing up and walking out of the room.

I was left in the corner of the kitchen, alone and confused. What just happened?

I sighed and stood up, brushing myself off. Guess I should go find the girls, I thought.

I walked out of the kitchen and looked around the living room. Liam was laying on the couch with Niall. Lauren was sitting awkwardly in the chair across from them.

I chuckled lightly and walked upstairs, looking for Kaitlyn. I walked into Harry and Louis' room, immediately regretting it. Louis had headphones on for a Walkman.

I walked out as quietly as possible, not wanting to start a fight with him. I know I messed up, but I really don't wanna dwell on that at the moment.

I sighed and walked into Liam's room. I had to stifle a squeal as I saw Kaitlyn. But the catch was, she wasn't alone.

She was laying on the bed. Harry was on top of her, their lips locked in a passionate make out-sesh. I coughed awkwardly, causing Harry to pull away and snap his head around to me.

His face became red with embarrassment as he got off of Kaitlyn. She facepalmed and stood up. I smirked at her and then looked over to Harry.

" Liam's room? Seriously? " I asked.

He shrugged. " Your emotional boyfriend is in our room. "

I stiffened at the way he called Louis emotional. That kind of really pissed me off. Kaitlyn, sensing my feelings, smacked Harry's arm.

" What do you want, anyways? " Kaitlyn asked, changing the subject.

I sighed. " I dunno..I'm really bored. "

Harry's face brightened with an idea.

" We could play foosball" he said.

Kaitlyn laughed. "Isn't that only for two people?"

"We can take turns." he shrugs.

"Beats being bored I guess.." I said quietly.

We all nod and he leads us out into the hallway. Suddenly we stop and he mutters something.

"What?" I ask.

He turned to face us. "The foosball table is in Zayn's room."