"You know what I don't get?" Zayn asked after he and Niall sat in a depressing silence.

Niall just looked at him, not speaking.

Zayn licked his lips, changing his mind.

"Sorry, nevermind."

Niall didn't seem to care, going back to eating.

This was making Zayn mad.

He sat there arguing with himself in his head for a few minutes before he finally huffed out a sigh.

"Niall, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Niall lied.

"Please don't do this, I'm not in the mood to guess." Zayn said sharply.

Niall didn't say anything, avoiding his eyes.

"Okay, fine, you made me do this." Zayn warned before he began.

"I'm sensing that you maybe think of me as more than a friend."

Niall quickly looked at him, blushing. "Why?"

"Because of the way you're acting now that Harry and I have gotten closer. That and it was sort of pointed out to me. Plus, people always assume we're dating." Zayn said.

Niall blinked. "How am I acting?"

"Like...this! With your gloomy outlook and asking me a bunch about Harry and stuff!" Zayn said.

"I'm sorry, okay? I'm just...worried that our friendship is going to go to shit because of him. That's the rule. When one guy gets a significant other, the friendship suffers." Niall said.

"Ours isn't going to be like that, okay? I promise." Zayn said.

Niall stared at him.

"Seriously. What can I do to prove that to you?" Zayn asked.

"I want to hang out this weekend." Niall said quietly.

"Done." Zayn smiled.

"Okay. I'm sorry if I acted immature. I just care a lot about our friendship." Niall said.

"Friendship." Zayn repeated. "So...you don't have feelings for me?"

"Why would it matter if I did?" Niall asked, that question confusing Zayn for a second.

"Well...because we're like brothers." Zayn said.

"And because you have feelings for Harry." Niall said, smiling a little.

"No- well- I um,"

"Zayn, it's okay. I...maybe did have some feelings for you but I care more about keeping you in my life as my friend and older brother." Niall told him.

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you, Niall." Zayn said, looking at him.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about it. I want things to just be back to normal and just...cool." Niall said.

"Then that's exactly how they'll be." Zayn smiled.

"Good." Niall smiled back at him.

"Hey, have either of you seen Harry?" Liam asked, approaching their table.

"He should be out here in a few minutes." Niall said, looking towards the cafeteria.

"Why?" Zayn asked, giving him a cold look.

Liam didn't notice, though.

"I want to talk to him." Liam said, deciding to linger near their table.

"About what?" Zayn asked.

"What happened at that party." Liam said, smiling a little as he remembered.

"Yeah I heard about that." Zayn said, still giving him that look.

Liam chuckled. "He doesn't punch hard, obviously."

"Punch? Are you going to fight him?" Niall frowned, certain Liam would kill him.

"No! No I want to be a gentleman and apologize." Liam said.

"What exactly did you do to him?" Niall asked.

Liam smirked, making Zayn's skin crawl.

"You know what? I'll go find him for you." Zayn lied, getting up and leaving.

He almost ran into Harry as he was leaving the cafeteria.

"Oh, hi." Harry smiled, his whole face lighting up at the sight of Zayn.

"Come with me." Zayn said, grabbing his wrist and pulling him along.

"Where are we going?" Harry chuckled.

"I need to warn you about something." Zayn said, leading him into the closest bathroom.

It was empty, thankfully.

"Warn me about what?" Harry frowned when Zayn faced him.

"Liam is looking for you and he claims he wants to apologize for what happened at the party. I just wanted to let you know, because he's most likely just going to fake the apology and try to hit on you again." Zayn said.

"Because he's a complete dick." Zayn added.

Harry couldn't help but notice how angry Zayn was.

"I know. I'm not dumb, I'm not going to let him get anywhere with me Zayn. If I get a chance I'll tell him today that...well, he never has a chance." Harry chuckled.

"He doesn't want to be with me. He just wants to be in me."

"That's what I figured." Zayn muttered.

"But that's never going to happen, obviously."

"Good." Zayn said.

"You okay?" Harry smiled knowingly.

"I'm fine. He just kind of irritated me." Zayn said, realizing he needed to chill out.

"I see that." Harry said quietly, finding it hot.

"You know what would be fun to do until the bell rings?" Harry asked in a flirty way, biting his lip.

Zayn caught on immediately, blushing a little and smiling some.

"Yeah, I do."

Harry pulled Zayn closer by his leather jacket, gasping as Zayn pushed him back against the wall and their lips connected.

It wasn't long before Harry dared to slide his tongue across Zayn's lower lip, trying not to smile at the shiver he felt go through Zayn's body, that was pressed against his.

Zayn parted his lips, happily kissing Harry again and tasting him this time.

Their kisses began to get sloppy, and heated, which led to Zayn snapping out of it as he felt his jeans getting tighter.

"Harry wait," He breathed, pulling back.

Harry chased his lips, pulling him back and tangling his fingers in Zayn's hair.

"If you don't quit you'll give me something I can't hide." Zayn warned, pulling away again.

His hair was a tar colored mess now and Harry loved it.

"Really? S'it that big?" Harry asked softly, looking at him with lustful, pretty green eyes.

Fuck Zayn knew there was no going back now.

Those eyes, those lips, those glossy curls that seemed to lay perfectly no matter what.

Zayn blushed, chuckling. "It's adequate."

Harry started laughing, hiding his face in Zayn's neck.

He couldn't believe he'd asked that question.

"Okay, I'm finished being inappropriate now." Harry eventually said.

"No you're not." Zayn laughed.

"You're right. But for now I am. I guess I just got a little lost." Harry said, looking at him.

"Me too. It's pretty easy with you." Zayn said.

Harry blushed, looking down at their feet.

"C'mon." Zayn smiled, walking out of the bathroom.

Harry took a deep breath, following him.