Chap 1 Zayn
As they walked down the L.A. beach, Carlos squeezed Zayn's hand, to silently let his boyfriend know he was there for them. Zayn had recently lost his mother and was trying to act tough like usual, but Carlos knew better. Zayn was falling apart. Carlos knew Zayn inside and out. Even before they started dating, they were like two peas in a pod. Carlos never really talked to his cousins much, but when he met Zayn, his cousin's cousin, they just clicked. They became best friends. Zayn went back to his home country, England, for a while, and then came back. And now that they were 17, Carlos had realized all the love he kept inside for Zayn, that has been there all along, he just didn't realized it. They were hopelessly in love ever since their reunion, but their friendship just wasn't the same. Carlos felt like he didn't really know Zayn that much anymore. He met knew friends. But he still loved him.
"Are you sure you don't want me to come over, baby? I can make you dinner. It will make you feel much better." Carlos coaxed, putting a hand on Zayn's shoulder and squeezing. Zayn shook his head.
"No," he whispered in his silky British accent. "I want to be alone."
"So alone...with your family, right?"
Zayn let out a sad sigh. "Yes, Carlos."
Carlos kissed Zayn on the cheek, smoothing out his jelled up hair. "Okay. I'll see you whenever you've finished coping, alright?"
Carlos noticed Zayn was tearing up. He decided it was best not to mention it. Zayn took a deep breath, gave Carlos a sad smile, and forced out a quiet, "Alright."
The two broke apart and Carlos watched his boyfriend walk away, to his beach house right at the shore. Carlos waved goodbye, knowing Zayn couldn't see him, but not caring. He hated seeing Zayn so sad. Zayn was usually funny and sarcastic and hyped up, when he was not being shy or mysterious. He had multiple personalities. And so did Carlos. Perfect.
Carlos shrugged to himself and began walking to a beach house about 6 houses down from Zayn's: The Diamond Mansion. Zayn wasn't the only one who had made new friends. But at the same time, James Diamond wasn't exactly a new friend. They had been best friends ever since they played hockey together in Kindergarten, and then in 3rd grade, Carlos moved to California, met Zayn, and never came back. But then James totally surprised him by moving to California. Unfortunately, it was around the same time Zayn came back and they started dating, so Carlos didn't have much time for James. Zayn coping for his mother's death was a great time for them to catch up. And Carlos knew he shouldn't be happy about his boyfriend's mom dying, but he was happy that he could spend more time with his best friend.
What did you think? I thought of this idea in CHURCH as usual. I've been wondering if there was any BTR/1D stories. It's interesting to read with a British accent in your head, huh?
Don't worry, this is still a Jarlos fanfic, I promise. And not just friendship. ;)
So, yeah, here's the first chapter. Please R&R!
-datsRUSHERiffic