Jealousy (z.s.)

|absolutely not|

The plane landed and the boys were held in another busy city that they've never seen.

Niall: "where even are we?"

Paul: "were in Brazil"

Zayn: "it's hot as fuck"

Harry: "cause I'm here"

Zayn smirked and the other boys groaned, not wanting much to do with their flirting, especially since the heat was unbearable.

When they'd made it to the hotel they all settled in Liam, Louis, and Nialls room.

Liam: "I'm so excited to relax this weekend, this place is beautiful and we've got no shows until Monday"

Louis: "it's only Friday right?"

Liam: "mhm"

Niall: "these two have some explaining to do with our label this weekend"

He gestured to Harry and Zayn

Harry: "don't remind me Ni, I'm already nervous enough"

Zayn: "I'm not, I'm just gonna tell it like it is...I mean, how bad could it actually be?"

...

About 2 hours later, Harry and Zayn were sitting across from the head of modest, Richard. Along with Simon, Paul, and Julian,

The comfort of having Paul and Julian there helped to calm both of their nerves a little but, having Richard Griffiths right in front of them, along with their boss overpowered it a lot.

Richard: "what is it you boys find so important?"

Harry glanced at Zayn, his face red and afraid.

Zayn: "At the beginning of the tour we were set to be with Liam and Louis. In romantic relationships that neither of us wanted"

Simon: "mind you, you both decided on trying it out"

Zayn: "we did, but we realized that who we had feelings for wasn't them"

Richard: "continue"

Zayn cleared his throat and glanced at Harry who was shaking in his seat. Zayn placed a protective hand on Harry's thigh under the table and gave it a squeeze.

Zayn: "Harry and I have been seeing each other for the entire length of the tour thus far, and we know it's not what any of you wanted to hear but it's a thing, and we don't want to have to hide it anymore."

Simon: "that, I was not expecting. But listen, you both know you can't go public about this. Absolutely not."

Zayn: "but we know that the fans will support us with any choice we make, who cares. We just wanna be happy"

Simon: "none of us will be happy when the backlash and random cheating scandal stories surface, is that what you want?!"

Simon was starting to raise his voice, thinking that was his only way to get his irrational point across.

Zayn: "fucked up stories about our lives surface every single day Simon, that's inevitable. We're in one of the most popular boy bands to ever exist, we're used to that, as terrible as it sounds."

Simon: "yes but a cheating scandal is the last thing we need here Zayn, especially during the tour. You'll start to see hateful signs in the crowd and a bunch of shit that none of you need in your already hectic lives."

Richard: "now now, I'm going to be the more rational subject here because I think you both deserve that."

Harry looked up with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Richard: "this isn't what I expected when I decided to sit down with you for this encounter, but...I'm not going to break it up. I see the way that you two look at each other and it's with a lot of love and passion. That also comes with a side effect."

Zayn gripped Harry's hand this time, a little tighter

Richard: "you can continue to see each other but, you can't go public about this. At least not anytime soon I'm afraid."

Zayn sat back in his chair and scoffed

Harry: "I hope you all know that this is bullshit, you should be ashamed of how you're treating people. This is my life and how I live it is not going to be determined by some homophobic douchebags who want nothing more than good publicity and money. Fuck this!"

Harry threw his chair backwards and stormed off to the elevators, wanting nothing more than to get away from the toxicity of that conversation.

Zayn stood up and pushed both of their chairs in, still keeping his head hung low.

Zayn: "thanks for meeting, and I uh...I'm sorry about this. He gestured to the spilled glass of water and the scratched up chair that Harry threw."

Richard: "no big deal son, and again, I'm sorry for the turnout, I know it's not what either of you wanted to hear, but for now...it's how it's gotta be."

Zayn nodded his head, angry but understanding as he watched Simon and Richard take their leave.

Zayn dropped back down in the chair and let his face fall into his hands.

Paul: "hey,it's gonna be okay"

Zayn: "I can't believe this, it's so fucked up"

Paul: "Julian and I are gonna try to reason with them for your benefit but for now, just try to hang low and comfort Harry because he didn't seem to take that too well."

Zayn: "really? I thought I was the only one who saw that!"

Zayn's sarcasm was the only way he could cope with the mixed emotions flowing through his body.

Julian: "it'll be okay kid, we promise"

Zayn took a deep breath and watched them trot off to the elevators, leaving him at the table alone.

He decided to mope outside for a quick smoke before he fled upstairs to find Harry.

He took a long inhale of the nicotine contaminated stick and blew it out, letting the feeling burn his lungs.

He was upset, he was angry, and he wanted nothing more than to let the world know just how much he loved Harry.

But he couldn't.

He was afraid to step into their room, terrified of just how he was gonna be able to contain Harry and ask him to calm down for awhile until they're able to go public.

He knew just how much Harry wanted to tell the world, and Zayn was on the same exact page.