I Love Him, I Love You

Chap. 5 Niall

Niall grimaced at the scene taking place outside his window. He had opened the windows after emerging from his shower, only to hear commotion outside. And when he peeked through, down below he saw his boyfriend making out with his so called friend. Niall sneered and slammed the window shut, angry at James and at his friend. How dare he kiss my boyfriend right where I could see it, right on my own property? Niall thought bitterly. The nerve of some people...there's only one way to get back at them for this... Niall smirked, planning what would happen next.

He took out his iPhone and went to his contact list, scrolling down until he found the right name. He smiled when he found it and pressed call.

"Hello?" he heard a weary accented voice say on the other end.

"Hey Zayn," Niall replied. "Your family home?"

"No, I-"

"Brilliant. I'll be there in 10."

And with that, he hung up.

Niall arrived at Zayn's doorstep just as he said he would, feeling more mischevious than angry now. He knocked twice, paused, and then added another long knock. It was their signal to let each other know who they were. The door opened, revealing a tired looking Zayn in a t-shirt and boxers, with his normally gelled up hair tousled.

"Hello, Niall." Zayn said, emotionless.

"Aw, Zayn, are you stressed?"

Zayn nodded and jerked his head towards the inside, signaling Niall to come in. He happily followed.

Once inside, Niall plopped down like this was his own home. He put his feet up and grabbed the remote. "So, how about a movie Zayn?"

Zayn sat beside him and sighed. "Sure, go ahead. You can pick."

"Great! I'll go make some popcorn."

Back at home, James was holding Carlos' hand and helping him out of the pool. They had had a fantastic morning of swimming and kissing, but now that was all over because Carlos had to go do chores at home.

After they emerged from the pool, Carlos his arms around James for one more kiss and then smiled.

"See you later, James!" Carlos called as he exited James house from the gate.

James waved, grinning like an idiot. He was so happy. "Wait! I didn't get your number!"

Carlos turned back around. "That's alright, I'll call you!" he winked and walked away, drying himself with his towel. James sighed and went back inside his house, which now felt so empty without Carlos or Niall. Speaking of Niall, where was he?

"Niall!" James called, his voice echoing through the large house. No response. James decided on calling Niall instead. He pulled out his iPhone and smiled at his new wallpaper, a cute picture of Carlos that Carlos had installed himself. He chuckled and went to the contacts list and found Niall's name. He clicked call.

"Hello?" he heard a British voice that wasn't his boyfriend's say. He heard a faint, "Give it back!" and some laughter before he heard a familiar voice.

"Hello, who is this?" Niall asked cheerily, still laughing a little bit.

James furrowed his eyebrows. "Uh, it's James. Where are you?"

The laughing died. "Oh, hello." Niall greeted him again, a little coldly. "I'm at a friend's house."

James nodded to himself. "Oh...which one? Harry...Louis...Liam?"

"Zayn."

James felt a weird feeling in his gut when he heard the name. Zayn as in Carlos' boyfriend. Zayn the super hot British guy who was getting so much sympathy because his mom died. James cleared his throat to speak again.

"Oh, um, I thought he was staying home alone with his family."

James sat there for a second, listening intently to some muffled laughs and talking. He heard a noise and Niall was back on. "Oh well he is. He just invited me over though. He wanted some company."

"Why didn't he call Carlos then?"

The line was silent for a moment.

"Look, I'm not an expert on Zayn's ways of thinking. So why don't you just ask your 'little friend' Carlos instead?" Niall spat out. His bitter tone surprised James.

"Uh, well I gotta go Niall. See you at home?"

Niall took a breath. "Sure." he said bitterly and hung up.

James furrowed his eyebrows when he put down the phone, wondering "What just happened?" He shrugged and walked upstairs, muttering, "Weird..." under his breath.

*2 hours later*

James poked his head in between the railing upstairs when he heard the door swing open. Seeing nothing, he decided to go downstairs.

"Niall?" James asked cautiously. "Is that you?" He peered around the corner and walked into the living room, finding Niall in front of the front door tying his shoe.

"So, how was Zayn's house?"

He hadn't meant to startle him, but Niall had looked up and jumped, like, ten feet.

"Oh, sorry, didn't see you there." Niall said sheepishly, getting up on his feet. "It was...nice." As soon as he finished talking, Niall quickly pushed past James, heading for upstairs-

"Hey Niall, why's your shirt backwards?"

Niall swiveled around to face him. "Oh, um, well we went to the mall a little and tried on clothes. I guess I wasn't paying enough attention." He turned back and quickly sped away.

What's up with him? James thought to himself.

Sucky ending...sorry. Hope you enjoyed! Sorry for taking so long to update! Crazy first two weeks of school!

-datsRUSHERiffic