Louis closed his eyes as he thought of what Zayn said and he tried his hardest not to break down. It was more so the fact that he was confused about the whole situation that upset him, not whether it was true or not. “It hurts,” he mumbled, pressing the palms of his hands to eyes and trying to force himself not to cry. “Course I’m not okay,” he said, letting out a self-depracting laugh. “How would you feel if someone told you the person you love would rather be with someone else?” he pointed out. He pulled his hands away from his face and shrugged Zayn’s hand off his shoulder. “I want to be alone,” he said quietly, not wanting to break down in front of Zayn.
At this point Zayn felt like complete shit. “I just wanted to make sure you really loved him.” He got up and looked down at his feet. “I’m sorry, it was suppose to be a joke. Please don’t hate me.” Zayn took a step back. “He really loved you, Louis.” He took another step back. “I know about you two, and this was just suppose to be a joke. I was just suppose to say that I fancied Harry, and I took it too far.” He frowned. “I’m so sorry.”
Louis figured he was quite lucky Zayn didn’t attack him back. Sure, he and Zayn play-fought quite a bit, but when it came to an actual fight, Louis was sure the Bradford lad would kick his arse. He wasn’t sure what to say, his hand moving up to his hair and he pulled gently at it for a moment before sighing. He then moved to sit on the bed next to Zayn. “I’m the other person…the other person Harry is seeing,” he said quietly, eyes cast down on the floor. “I just…I don’t get how this happened. He loves me,” he whispered, refusing to look at Zayn.
Zayn frowned as Louis sat down beside him, he really wanted to get to the bottom of everything. He wanted to know just how much Louis cared for their friend. He knew that Harry was in love, he just hoped Louis was too. “How does that makes you fee?” He placed a hand on Louis’s shoulder. “The thought of Harry cheating on you?” He needed to know that things were serious between them, and it wasn’t going to effect the band. “Are you okay?”
The logical side of Louis’ head lost focus and for some reason he found himself believing what Zayn said. All that he could picture was Harry and Zayn snogging and the thought left him angry and hurt and betrayed, not that Zayn had honestly known anything. As soon as Zayn mentioned still being able to feel Harry’s lips on his, the rest of what Zayn said went over Louis’ head and he moved forward without thinking. Before he knew what he was doing, he slapped Zayn hard across the face. The sound that echoed through the room caused his eyes to widen when he realized what he had done. “Oh god, I’m sorry!” he said quickly, knowing that if anyone deserved to be slapped it was honestly Harry.
Zayn staggered back as he felt Louis slap him, his eyes wide. “What was that for!?” He put a hand on his cheek, wincing. “What the hell Louis?” He knew that he was riling him up, but he didn’t know he had affected him that much. Did he really care that much about Harry? “Explain yourself.” He kept his hand on his cheek, wondering if Harry was listening in. “You better be sorry, I didn’t do anything to you!”
How are you mate?
“I…” Louis broke off, unsure of how to dig himself out of the hole he was creating with the whole pregnancy story. He frowned when Zayn sat on the bed, then crossed his arms over his chest as he waited patiently to hear what his friend was going to say. “You kissed!” he shrieked, eyes widening for he really hadn’t expected that at all. He tried to make sense of all the thoughts running through his head. No. Harry loved him. Not Zayn. No. Sure, Zayn and Harry were close, but they were just friends. Only friends. That’s it. There was no way in hell Harry was leaving him, no way. Harry loved him. “I…I don’t know what to say,” he said slowly. “Err, Harry…Harry hasn’t told me any of this. Are you uhh, are you sure it’s serious?”
Zayn nodded. “We did, we kissed a lot.” He smiled, getting the reaction he had wanted. “He got a little forceful too, I didn’t know little Harry had it in him. He’s an amazing snog.” He was trying to hard to laugh as he looked at Louis. “I know it’s a lot to take in but I hope that you are okay with it.” He nodded. “It wouldn’t the same without the support from you and the rest of the guys.” He smiled and reached up to touch his lips. “I can still feel those soft lips on mine.” Yup, he was for sure going to hell. “Harry told me to talk to you first. He said that after I talked to you, then he could break things off with the other person he was seeing.” He shrugged. “He also said to tell you he’s sorry, whatever that means.”
Louis fell to the ground when Zayn managed to get him off, then quickly pushed himself up so that he was standing. He winced slightly when Zayn grabbed his shoulders and knew that he was going to have to come up with something real believable. “I..it’s just… see…Harry’s pregnant!” he blurted before realizing how absolutely ridiculous that sounded. “I mean, no…he’s not…that’s not possible. There’s…there’s a girl,” he said slowly, trying to fix the lie a bit. “Err, yeah. See this girl says that Harry got her pregnant. It’s just this whole big mess right now and Haz is all confused and bothered by it. I just think it’s rotten timing to be springing this on him because you know, it’d be better off if you waited a while and not during the whole big DNA testing thing.”
Zayn burst into laughter. “Pregnant!?” He could not believe that Louis had said that. “So now you are saying that he knocked up a fan?” He shook his head. “Louis I think it’s time that I just be honest with you.” He sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed. “I’ve already told Harry.” He was going to hell, he just knew it. He couldn’t help it though, messing with him was way too much fun. “I told him last night, and then we kissed.” He looked up to see the look on Louis’s face. “He said he was seeing someone else, but was going to end it because he loves me. So there is no need to worry, Louis. He loves me too.”