~Broken Arrow~

Final exams were over, which meant I was free from school for 2 months. Life in school had been horrendous so far, especially since some 1D fans thought that I cheated on their favourite Irish boy. I tried explaining, but some just won't listen.

Niall had been acting weirdly fine about all this. I had texted him a few times after the picture of Zayn and I appeared, and he kept telling me that it didn't matter because I wasn't his anymore. I knew I didn't want him to get mad at me for kissing his best friend but that wasn't really what I wanted from him as well. It made it seem like he didn't even care. Like he had moved on and it kind of hurts.

Pixie had called and I got a hearing from her. She was angry that I attempted that kiss, and she was going on and on about how the dynamics between the three of us would change. I assured her it wouldn't because that kiss was simply just a kiss. He was trying to help me move on, we thought it could be something, but there wasn't. We agreed to let it go. People need to get that. I'm not falling for him, and he's nowhere in love with me. We're just fine.

It took me a few days for me to convince her the truth. She could be very stubborn when she wanted to. I assumed Zayn got the same treatment from her although he had never once mentioned anything about it whenever we're on the phone. We're still in contact, in fact we're closer than we were before, if that was even possible. We rarely talked about the kiss anymore, because there really wasn't anything to talk about. He had mentioned to me that he tried to straighten things out with Niall, but he felt like even though he said it was fine, Niall seemed to be quite distant from him ever since. I watched some of the videos they had posted on Youtube for their fans, and I could feel the tenseness between them. Some of the fans were able to detect it too, and commented on the videos and I couldn't help crying over how they all were blaming me for that. They were having a kick out of calling me names and pointing out all my flaws. Zayn was the only one who knew what I was feeling, and sometimes he would randomly asked his fans on twitter to stop attacking me so much.

Guys, Lila is my best friend and it will hurt me to see her hurt. Love you guys x

My dad had recovered fully, except for a few minor setbacks. But he was able to be independent and I wasn't worried about leaving him alone anymore. I figured I could take a break to London, to get away from everything. So I took the money Zayn had left me, and booked a ticket out. I told my dad, and asked Zayn's mom to place an eye over him, just in case.

I really actually just wanted to meet up with Niall. I had missed him so much, and I felt like there's so much explaining to be done to him. And I secretly wanted to get back with him. I wasn't sure if he would want me anymore, but I told myself to brace myself for his reaction. I arrived at Niall's doorstep at noon and I rang the bell. No one answered. So I rang it again, and knocked on it three times. When I was convinced that he wasn't at home, I left and made my way to Zayn's, the only other person I was close to. I rang the doorbell once, and a few seconds later, he appeared in only his white boxers. He was obviously very surprised to see me there.

"Lila! You're here! In London!" he exclaimed. "Come in, what are you doing here?"

He hurriedly brought me in. He grabbed a grey shirt that was lying on the couch and put it on. He didn't bother wearing any pants. I sat on the couch, glad to finally sit down.

"I want to meet Niall. But he's not there,"I vaguely answered his questions. I didn't want to tell him first about my thoughts of wanting to get back with Niall.

"I think Niall's out for lunch. He'll be back soon I guess. Why do you want to meet him suddenly?"

"Erm..I feel like we need to talk things out?"I answered unconvincingly.

He looked at me weirdly, but didn't ask more. He went to the kitchen, and returned with a glass of juice. As I took a sip, I realised he was staring at me intensely. I put it down and asked him.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Nothing..I was just thinking of something," he mumbled.

There was nothing suspicious about that, so I just nodded. But he broke the silence again.

"I just have been having something in my mind. And I really want to tell you. But it might affect our friendship. I don't want to ruin what we have now, but I can't keep it to myself any monger," he said.

His tone was scaring me a little bit, so I assured him,"Nothing's gonna change us. We've been through too many things together to just let it slip. What is it?"

"Promise me. Promise me that you won't leave me even if you disagree with what I'm gonna tell you,"he pleaded.

"Just tell me!"

He took a deep breath and fidgeted around nervously before speaking again.

"I like you. Like a lot. More than a lot actually,"he started. I stared at him, unsure where this was going. When I said nothing, he continued.

"I really want to be there for you when you're feeling down, and I want to be there for you when you're feeling good," He paused again, expecting me to be able to catch up with what he was trying to convey to me.

"And you are. You're always there for me, you've been the best friend anyone could ever be to me," I told him.

He shook his head. "That's just it. I'm just a friend to you, aren't I? I..I want to be more that that, Lila. I don't want to be just your best friend. I wanna be able to hold you, and kiss you like that time. I want to feel your lips on mine, and be able to call you mine,"

By that time, I had lost all words to say. I felt my eyes watering, and kept blinking it to stop them from falling. I wasn't crying because I was touched. I was crying because those were probably the nicest words he had ever confessed to me, but I knew that no matter what, I had to turn him down because who was really in my heart. I placed my hands on his, not knowing what to say.

"Zayn.."I drifted off. He quickly responded by abruptly kissing me. It was a forced kiss, but still nice, and I felt myself kissing him back. But I pulled away, and he let go and I could see his eyes glistening over the tears that were forming.

"Please..I know you're here for Niall..but please, give me a chance. Don't go to him. Be with me. Stay,"he pleaded.

This time I couldn't stop my tears from falling. He was being so emotional, and I just wanted to say yes. But it wasn't that easy. I would have said yes if he had asked me that a long time ago. But my heart wants what it wants. For some reason, I would always come back to Niall. Zayn had been way nicer to me, and he stuck by me but I couldn't forget about Niall. I wiped off my tears and cupped his pretty face. I gave him a kiss, not on the lips, but on the cheek.

"I'm sorry."

That was probably the hardest words I had ever needed to say to anyone. I couldn't hold back my tears and the more I had to look at him, the more I would start bawling. So I stood up and left the house immediately. I opened the door and stepped out of the house, only to find Niall walking up towards me. When we both saw each other, we were both caught offguard and just continued to stare at each other like that, frozen in our places.

A/n:

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