A/N: my two fav bromances!! This is for ZiallOrNouis :) hope you like it love! Love you!

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Niall's POV

I'm straight.

I seriously am, but I'm starting to doubt that.

Maybe it's the way I look at Liam and Zayn when they're not looking. I get this feeling in my stomach, one that I can't explain. I've never felt this way before and I'm confused. Maybe I'm gay? No, I still find girls attractive. Bi? Possibly.

Looking around at my four best friends sprawled out on the floor playing Mario Kart, I decide to go get food. Food always relaxes me.

"Guys I'm going to go get food, you want any?"

Before I'm done with my question, Zayn and Liam are on their feet.

"I'll get it for you Ni!" Liam says smiling.

"No! I'll get it for him, I know what he likes better." Zayn butts in.

"I'M his best friend. I know what he likes."

"So what?"

Rolling my eyes at their antics, I quietly head to the kitchen and make a sandwich. Yum.

Taking it back with me, I go back to the living room to find those two still arguing. Louis and Harry are just watching them, amused expression plastered on their faces. Typical.

"GUYS!" I yell over them, they look at me then the sandwich "You don't have to worry about it anymore. I got my food."

They look down sheepishly at the floor and I grin. Until they send each other death glares.

What is it with Zayn and Liam? They've been going up against each other for a while now, as if they're fighting for my attention.

*

Crack!

Shit.

Crack!

I got this, I'm a big boy.

Crack! Crack!

Fuck it.

Dashing out of my room, and into Zayn's I stand beside his bed. He's as sleep, curled up on his side, facing away from me.

"Zayn." I whisper trying to wake him up.

"Zayn."

Nothing.

"Zayn." This time louder.

"Zaynie?" I shake his shoulder, which seems to do the trick.

He moves around a bit, turns towards me and his eyes flutter open "What Niall?"

Embarrassed I try to reply "I, uh, I-I-"

CRACK!

Without thinking about it, I jump into his warm bed and snuggle into him, holding tightly onto him. I hate thunder.

His chest vibrates as he laughs quietly, but doesn't say anything. Instead he just pulls me closer and presses a kiss to my forehead.

"I'll keep you safe, I'll always be here for you."

*

"LiLi." I croak out painfully.

"Ni! You know you're not supposed to speak! You'll never get better if you continue like this." He scolds as he enters my room.

"So-" under his glare I just nod. It's been less than 24 hours since I jumped into the freezing cold pool (it was Louis idea, I was just the idiot who went along with it), and already I have a fever of 102.3 degrees, a painful sore throat and a cold. Fun.

Coming over to sit next to me, he run his hands through my hair slowly "Ni. How you feeling love?"

Ignoring the nickname, I lean into his touch. What? I have a hair fetish! "I'm good." I mutter "Li...I'm cold."

He blushes profoundly "I, uh, could, uhm." He gestures to the empty spot next to me.

Oh.

Nodding shyly, I lift up the covers so he can move in with me. Wrapping me up in his arms tightly, I bury my face in his neck.

"Better?"

"Much better. Thanks Li, love you."

Silence, in which his heart starts beating rapidly.

"L-love you to."

*

Pacing back and forth, I pull at my hair in frustration.

"Harry!"

He comes running in looking alarmed "What happened?"

Looking at him with puffy red eyes I ask "Where is he?"

He sighs, motions for me to sit on the couch and does the same "Ni, he uh, left."

My heart stops.

He-he can't! He promised!

A horrible screeching sound fills the air, and Harry goes wide eyed at the sound which is my scream but I don't care.

He left me! I f-feel so empty, as if my world has come crashing down. I can't breath. He was my whole life even though it's taken me this long to figure it out. I guess it's too late. He's not coming back.

Tears rolling freely down my face,I curl up in a ball, screaming my head of. It hurts, and he wasn't even mine to begin with!

If only I had realized my feelings earlier.

~Four Months Later~

What's taking them so long?

Getting Nandos does not require three fucking hours! I'm starving!

'You're always hungry Ni.'

Just that little memory brings back so much pain, that tears start to form in my eyes. The hole on my heart still hasn't healed, and I'm starting to wonder if it ever will.

'Don't cry Nialler.'

Shut up! Leave me alone!

'I'll always be here for you'

Crying out, I punch the wall next to me tears finally falling. The physical pain is nothing compared to the loneliness I feel right now. Why make a promise when you won't keep it?

It wasn't until he left that I found out, that I was straight. But he was the exception.

Knock!

Knock!

Shit! Can't have the boys finding me like this. Scrambling to wipe away the tears, making sure my knuckles aren't bleeding, I run to the door. Stopping for a moment, pasting a fake on my face, I open the door. Liam, Harry and Louis are there, looking at me with grins. But my attention is caught by the person behind them.

Quiff. Those brown eyes. That smile that makes my heart beat faster.

Zayn!

Pushing past my friends, not caring of my actions, I jump into his waiting arms, locking my legs around his waist and let everything out.

All the pain of loosing him. The constant reminders of him. The tears whenever I saw his picture. Everything. It wasn't Liam who I was attracted to, it was this beautiful boy that I'm touching. This perfect creature that stole my heart.

His arms hold me gently "I promised I will always be here for you...I love you Niall. I always have and always will. I'm so sorry for leaving you, but my family needed me. I won't ever leave you again. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I left my whole life when I left you behind. I'm so sorry."

A wetness on my shoulder tells me that he's crying too.

"You're here now where you belong. That's all that matters. And Zayn?" I pull back to look into those mesmerizing eyes if his.

"Yeah?"

"I love you too."