One Direction Imagines

Step brothers friend. Zayn

My mum got remarried a year ago to Des Styles. He had a son, Harry, and a daughter, Gemma. Neither one of them lived with us yet but it was going to be changing soon.

Harry was going to be moving in today because of, "Louis is leaving me so he can live with Eleanor, so I don't want to be there anymore either." In other words he cannot afford to live in his flat without a flat mate and no one else would live with him.

It was almost 4 p.m. before Harry even showed up, "Hey Y/N!" He said waving in the other guys with the boxes, "You know the guys, and you all remember Y/N, right?"

"Yeah, nice to see you again Y/N." Niall said dropping his boxes, "Some of more than others, but you have no idea who I am talking about and neither does Harry." He said laughing.

"Oh I know who it is. We have discussed it. Now follow me to my bedroom." He motioned toward the stairs.

It took a lot of trips to get all of the boxes upstairs and by the time they were done it was way past dinner time. And none of us have eaten yet.

"Hey Sweetheart, what's for-" Zayn asked plopping himself down next to me.

"Zayn, we are ordering pizza." Harry said throwing him a look that shut him up quickly.

I pushed the thoughts out of my head and relaxed into the couch, "Sounds good, mate." Niall said sitting on the other side of Zayn, "Scoot over, I am a big man and I need some space."

After we made room for Niall, Louis also wanted to sit on the couch next to Niall, smushing us a bit closer, "Sorry Haz, no more room for- uhhh" Zayn groaned from Harry's weight dropping onto him.

"Works for me. I am quite comfortable here." he pressed his weight down more.

By the end we finished the pizza Harry was sprawled out across all of us half asleep, "Well I should be going." Zayn said wiggling out from under Harry, "But this was fun, I see you guys tomorrow and Y/N soon, I hope."

"Depends on what Haz has to say about that." Niall said pushing Harry off of himself.

"About what?" He grumbled from the floor.

"Oh nothing Harold, we were just leaving." Louis said holding back a laugh.

"Okay, I need to talk to Y/N alone, so make it quick." He said making no efforts to get off of the floor.

They made no efforts to get out quicker, "Okay. Sure, but don't-"

"Bye Zayn." He said closing the door in his face.

"Are you always mean to Zayn?" I said picking up the trash, "He is always been nice to me."

"Yeah, to you. That is what we have to talk about." he sat us down on the couch, "You may be only my step sister but I love you like a biological sister. That is why I don't want you and my friends to date."

"In other words, don't date Zayn." I said sadly.

"I just don't want either one of you getting hurt. I know that you would never hurt him and he would not hurt you. But you're my sister and he is my best mate." he said leaning away from me.

"Oh, okay then." I stood up, "I should be getting to bed, night Harry."

~~~~~

The next few weeks were quiet. Hardly any of Harry's friends were over and if they were I was out doing something else. I bet they hardly noticed.

"Hey Y/N." Harry said taking the seat next to me at the table, "The guys wanna know if you wanna-"

"No." I said getting up to leave.

Harry grabbed my arm, "Still mad about not allowing you to date Zayn."

"Not really mad. I am just going to avoid all of them, so I won't end up wanting to go out with any of them." I pulled my arm away, "Besides if Zayn was willing to go out with me, he would try to talk to me when he is here."

"He is never here, not after I moved in. He had been sporting a small crush on you since the day you guys met. And after the other day when I was moving in increased." he grabbed my arms and sat me down on the seat next to him again, "I wish that I could stop it but I don't think that I can."

"Fantastic. You finally got one thing right." I said sarcastically. I did not move from my spot, "So he has been into for year, did he talk about me?"

"Asked about you, all the time if there was any chance you were around." He laughed, "So am I going to start getting it from you too."

I thought about it for a moment, "Yeah you will. Anyway what about that offer?"

~~~~~

"Hey guys!" I took an open seat beside Zayn.

"Y/N, didn't think Harry would actually invite you." Zayn said looking at me surprised.

"I was surprised that she came." Louis said, "She is never at home when any of us were over there."

"Thought that it was just me." Niall said laughing, "I thought she hated us, to be honest."

"Far from it." I let them all know, "Although maybe Harry, just a little bit."

"I'll drink to that." Zayn said taking a sip of this beer, "So what persuaded you to come tonight?"

"Harry admitted that he was wrong." The rest of us laughed at Harry as he scowled.

"I may have done that, but you have to be the one to say something." he said waving over a waiter.

"Maybe if I get drunk enough."

~~~~~

I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. My mouth and throat tasted like acid. I made my way down the stairs to get some pain killers and Zayn was in the kitchen with Harry. "Hey Y/N, how are you feeling?" Zayn asked handing me the pain killers.

"How drunk did I get?" I asked taking the pills.

"You told us the entire conversation that you and Harry had before you met up with us at the bar." Zayn said with a smile.

I looked to Harry, who was slowly walking out of the room, "And..."

"Well... Erm.... You were not the only one to admit things." He said looking away.

"Really, who?" I said moving closer to him, "Was it you by any chance?"

"Well you already knew how I felt." his eyes wandered down to my lips, "It was mutual."

We sat there closely when Harry walked back into the room, "Does Y/N know what happened last night?"

"I know enough." I leaned my head on Zayn's shoulder.

"You also should hear this while you're sober too, no being gross I front of me. It is still weird seeing as you are my sister and best mate." he said looking at our closely, "Since you look like are about to start I am just going to leave."

"My brother is a dork." I laughed.

"But was he wrong?" He asked turning his lips closer to mine.

"No."

We kissed for a few minutes before we pulled away, "That was-"

"Gross." Harry shouted from the other room.