A song for you

Together?

"wait you really like me back?" Harry chuckled. "Yes Liam I really like you back."

"Woah." Harry laughed. "What should we do about this then?" Liam looked at harry. "Well we can't exactly be together. Our manager would flip out."

Liam sighed. He knew that was true but he still didn't like hearing it. "If it was secret..." Liam looked back up at harry.

"Lie? About being together?" "I know you don't like breaking the rules Liam but this would make us both happy right?" "I suppose it would. Do you mind if I think about it?" "Not at all."

Things were going a little differently between Zayn and Louis though.

"Louis! There you are!" Zayn hurried up to the shorter male. "What's up?" Louis smiled.

"Well um...I wanted to go on a walk with you if that was okay?" "Of course." Zayn took a deep breath.

"Louis I really have to tell you something." "Okay..." "Remember how you asked if I liked anyone?" "Yes." "Well I do."

Louis stopped. "Really? Who?" Zayn looked at him "Well...it's um...it's you Louis. I like you."

Zayn looked at the ground. Louis stood there for a minute. "I'm really sorry Zayn, but I don't feel that way. I'm glad you told me though."

Zayn could have cried. His heart seemed to break at those words. He knew he was going to hear them but he still had hope.

"Zayn are you alright? I'm very sorry." "Y-yes. Fine. I think I am going to go back inside. It's rather cold. Good bye Louis."

Zayn ran back to the building. Louis had shouted something to him but he didn't care.

He ran to his room and slammed the door shut. He told himself he wasn't going to. He wouldn't cry.

How could he not though. He had realized he was gay. Got a crush. Then got rejected.

He sat in a corner as a tear fell down. Then another and then more and more till he was balling.

There's no way Louis would act the same around him now. He had ruined a friendship just cause of a crush.

Your stupid. He thought to himself. Why would someone like Louis want you. He sniffled.

There was a knock on his door. "Who is it?" His voice was cracked and his nose was runny.

"Liam. Are you alright? You sound different." Zayn stood up and opened the door. "Not different just bruised."

"What happened?" Liam hurried in shutting the door. "Louis gave me the answer I was expecting."

Liam shook his head. "Oh Zayn I'm so sorry." "It's alright. What are you here for?" "I can tell you later." "No go ahead. Maybe it will take my mind off everything...or at least him."

"I highly doubt that." "Why? Liam just tell me." "Well I told harry. And he liked me back..."

"Oh." "Zayn I'm so sorry." "No I'm happy for you Liam. I truly am." "Maybe Louis just needs some time to think about it?" "No trust me."

"Zayn don't doubt yourself okay there are so many people who love you. And Louis does too, just not in that way."

Zayn sighed sadly. "Why don't we start getting ready for the concert tonight?" Zayn nodded.

"It'll be okay." Liam put a arm around Zayn.

Louis wasn't very happy either. He didn't want to hurt Zayn. The whole situation felt wrong. His answer was right...right?

He couldn't feel that way about Zayn. Could he? He thought about every time they had been together.

He was happy in all of them. This was the only time he didn't feel happy. Was it cause he rejected Zayns feelings...or cause he didn't express his own.

He sat on a step leading inside. Could he be gay? He liked girls before. He still has a eye for some girls so that wasn't the answer. Bi?

He had never really thought about it before. He wondered if Zayn had went through this same experience.

Zayn...oh. He had to tell him. Although he had to make sure he wasn't lying to Zayn or himself.

So he thought again of his times with Zayn.

He smiled when he remembered when they acted like goofballs.

He remembered how it felt when they were camping.

He felt happy.

He knew it now. How could he make it up to Zayn though. He had broken Zayns heart. Hurt him. Probably bruised his pride. Made him cry.

What was the one thing they always shared. No matter what...he looked to the sky.

Then it came to him.

He was going to write him a song. He might get in trouble but he didn't care. Not one bit.