+ harry's pov +

Before I knew it, Louis was out of our cabin and right in Liam and Zayn's.

"Gosh Lou." I heard from outside of Zayn and Liam's cabin. "You know they spit us up because you're always snogging me during art class,"

"Do you think I can help it?!" Louis sassed back to Liam.

I knocked on the door. "Not now!!" Louis shout.

Zayn opened it, and rolled his eyes. "Louis has been at it for almost 10 minutes,"

I giggled, stepping in. "Louis, c'mon let's get back to our cabin. You're probably bothering them."

"It's my job to bother Liam. He's my boyfriend," Louis said, squeezing Liam's hand in which he was holding.

"Okay then. I tried." I put my hands up in defense. "I'm out!"

I reached for the doorknob, but Zayn grabbed a hold of it before me. "Stay," he mumbled, and I couldn't say no.

"How about this," I stated. "Don't say anything to the teachers, but you can switch before we go to sleep got it?"

Louis huffed. "Fine."

I smiled.

Zayn was blushing. "Maybe just Louis could switch.. I don't want to get in trouble. They made these for a reason,"

The smile diapered from my face. "Okay," I managed to say, nodding at Zayn. "I think that's a great idea,"

"Okay, then it's settled. Let's go to dinner now, shall' be lads?" Louis intertwined his fingers with Liam's and the two made their way out of the cabin.

When the door shut, Zayn looked at me. "You okay?"

"I'm fine," I spoke through gritted teeth, looking away from the hazel eyed boy.

Just by looking into his eyes, it was easy to realize that I was so in love it hurts.

"You sure? Because I always read these text posts where it always says something like saying I'm fine means that you're actually not fine and that you're just very very frustrated.. And that you have a lot on your mind," Zayn bit his lip.

I didn't answer for a while. He was right. I wasn't fine.

All I needed was a kiss from him, darn it why was it so hard?

I exhaled, then smiled. "I'm actually fine,"

"Somehow I don't believe you," Zayn chuckled, coming closer to me.

I turned away from him, and opened the door. "C'mon." I said, "Let's go to dinner, okay?"

Zayn nodded, and gently pushed me away from the doorknob. "You first," He said, leaning against the door.

I rolled my eyes, and blushed. "Zayn seriously," I giggled, walking out.

"Yes seriously." Zayn laughed, coming out as well and closing the door.

Zayn and I both walked together to the dining hall.

☆*:.｡. that night

After the teachers checked our cabins to make sure we were all where we were supposed to be, they diapered off into their cabins, even though I knew they

Louis shot up from his bed right away. "Before I leave, can I ask you something?" He asked me.

"Sure," I smiled.

"Just tell me." Louis scoffed. "Just tell me I'm right, he's my best lad."

I was confused until Louis said he's my best lad. "Tell you what?" I tried to act like I didn't know.

"You like Zayn. A lot. Change like to love. You love Zayn, am I right?" Louis smirked, standing up and putting his slippers on.

"Who gave you that idea?"

"Lad, just make it easy for me. Yes or no?"

"I," I didn't want to say. "Let's not say anything until we know for sure,"

Louis rolled his eyes and left the cabin.

I sighed heavily, trying not to cry.

Suddenly the door opened. "Hi," It was Zayn.

I could tell by his voice. "Hi Zayn." I pulled the blanket over my bare chest as I sat up.

Zayn was stood by the door holding his pillow, a blanket and his phone with some earbuds plugged into it.

Zayn turned the lights on. "Can I stay here tonight? It's awkward sleeping in a room with my best lad and his boyfriend. Like together."

I didn't hesitate. This is what I wanted. "Okay." I motioned towards the other bed. The one Louis was supposed to be sleeping in.

"Thanks." Zayn sat down at the edge of Louis' bed.

I lay back down. "No problem,"

Zayn turned his phone on. "Ed? You wanna listen?"

"Okay." I got out of my bed, wrapping the blanket around my torso, than sat down beside Zayn.

Zayn scooted backwards and leaned against the cold cabin wall beside me. "Which song?"

Zayn spoke, handing me his phone which was opened into music.

I tapped the Ed Sheeran icon and scrolled through his music.

Zayn put the right earbud into his ear, and the left earbud into mine.

I ended up choosing Be Like You.

"Nice choice," Zayn nodded. "Happy days, that left us on the floor, you breathe me, till' you're not feeling sure," Zayn sang, a smile on his face.

"Ed's amazing." I stated.

Zayn ignored and continued singing. "Everything will brighten up. If we go to Brighton I'll take you along the pier," Zayn sang, to me while ruffling my hair.

I giggled. "Zayn," I buried my head onto his shoulder.

"Everything will lighten up, if you feel too frightened i'll make things disappear, dear."

I blushed. "My goodness Zayn," I mumbled onto his shoulder.

"What? I'm singing," He spoke with a little but of a mysterious tone which kept me thinking. "Oh! I love this part!"

Zayn joined in singing with the song once again. "Darling don't, be nervous. I'll understand if you let me go. I did this on purpose now.."

I looked up at Zayn and scoffed. "Fine, let's play it that way." I sang along with him.

"I'll stop eating food, and I'll squeeze into a dress so I can feel like you," Zayn chuckled. "Oh, that one doesn't apply to you."

I giggled. "No it doesn't,"

"And then I'll see your bitterness and while you're leaving too, maybe I'll put you to a test and say that I love you." Zayn paused the song and looked at me.

"What?" I laughed softly.

Zayn shook his head, and un paused the music. "I think that I love you,"

Zayn looked at me when he sang those lyrics.

"Shut up Zayn," I shook my head.

"Harry," Zayn mumbled, cupping my face gently and tilting my head towards him.

My heart was beating faster than a million miles an hour. I swear.

"Yes?" I managed to answer, breathing hard.

"I think that I love you," He sang again, even though the song wasn't at that part anymore.

Zayn leaned in carefully, and without hesitation, he pressed his lips against mine.

I closed my eyes, taking in what I had been waiting for.

Zayn was kissing me.

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