~Someone Like You~

"Lila," he muttered.

"Niall,"I replied back.

His wide shocked eyes gradually turned into a frown. "What are you doing here? In London? At Zayn's?"

As soon as I heard the hint of disgust in his voice when he mentioned Zayn, I regretted my decision to come over his house. So far, I had had to reject my own best friend and now I was caught by the ex that I wanted to get back with at the wrong place at the wrong time. My first day in London and so much had happened.

"I..I wanted to meet you, I wanted to talk,"I said, trying to choose my words carefully. I didn't want him to assume the worst out of me.

"Really? And the first place you thought you would find me is here? Looks to me like you've already planned to see Zayn first, then me,"he blasted.

He seemed angry already, so I quickly tried stating my explanation clearly.

"I came over yours and you weren't there, so I came here. It wasn't what you think, I swear!"

"Then why is your lipstick smudged? Did you snog him in there?"his voice raised.

I touched my lips, as if I could see my smudged lips by touching them. I forgot about that kiss. How should I explain that?

"I..No! I didn't kiss him, I must have wiped off my lips just now. Nothing happened between us!"I lied.

Just then, the door opened and we immediately turned to see Zayn standing there, his eyes still red from the tears. He saw Niall, and looked at me and I swore I saw him shake his head a bit, as if not believing that Niall was there at that moment.

"Hey mate," Niall greeted. "Dude, have you been crying?"

Zayn stood there not knowing what to say. He looked at me, but I looked away because I felt too guilty.

"Erm no..sore eyes,"he mumbled.

"Oh..better get that checked then. Listen, I came to borrow your speakers. I lost mine,"Niall said casually.

"Erm, yeah sure..I'll get them,"he mumbled again, and disappeared back into his house.

I looked at Niall, feeling awkward now that our argument was left hanging.

"Look, I'm sorry. I don't want to argue with you anymore. We're not even together anymore, for god's sake,"he sighed.

I looked away from him. It sounded like he didn't want to be a part of me anymore.

"And I definitely don't want to hurt you anymore. The only reason why we broke off this whole thing was because I thought I was hurting you more when we're together. Believe me when I say this, I really do care about you. It's just..it's better for us this way,"he continued.

I still wasn't looking at him. I couldn't bear to. Zayn reappeared at the door with the speakers and handed them over to Niall. Niall thanked him, and left, but not before he asked me something.

"Do you..maybe, wanna meet up soon? Tomorrow for lunch? You know, while you're here in London.."he drifted off.

I looked at him surprised. I smiled and nodded shyly, not believing what I just heard. He smiled and left. I stood there smiling to myself, forgetting that Zayn was still at the doorstep. I turned to see him staring at me with those hurtful eyes. I immediately wiped off the smile off my face.

"I'm sorry,"I said, looking down at my feet still feeling guilty.

"Where are you going now? You have a place to stay here?" He asked, completely ignoring my apology.

I shook my head. "I'll find a room somewhere."

There was an awkward silence as we both stood there not knowing what to say to each other.

"Come on in then. You can stay here till you're ready to go back,"he suddenly said. He went back to his house, leaving me there.

I stood there for a while, still unsure whether I should take his offer or not. As I was thinking, Zayn's head pooped out from the edge of the door.

"What are you doing standing there? Come in!"

I jumped at his voice, and quickly followed him in. I was lost. Why was he acting so casually as if nothing had happened?

"Zayn.."

"You can sleep in the extra room,"he interrupted as he brought me to the bedroom.

"Zayn.."I started again.

"I'll arrange the bed for you, you can place your bags there," Again, he interrupted.

"Zayn! Listen to me!"I shouted, finally having enough.

"What, Lila?"he shouted back. "I know what you're gonna say. I don't want to hear it. Let's just forget about it!"

"No! I'm not just gonna pretend as if nothing had happened! We did it once, and it turned out horrible. I'm not going back to that road again,"

"What do you want me to say Lila? That I'm sorry that I had feelings for you? That I'm sorry that I kissed you? Because I'm not sorry! I don't regret any of that. You rejected me. You said yes to Niall. I got it. I don't need you to repeat it all over for me alright," he blasted.

He started to walk off. But he turned back.

"And don't ever apologise for saying no to me. You were only following your heart. I was putting you in the spot, I shouldn't have done that," he said softly, before leaving the room.

I plunged myself onto the bed. Zayn was too nice. The more nicer he was to me, the more guilty I feel. But that didn't mean I wanted to stay away from him. I wanted him to be with me, because I would be nothing without Zayn. I was just caught in between. Zayn came back with the bedsheets and pillows and set them up on the bed. I watched as he quietly arranged them nicely. I thought I should say something to him, to ease the tension between us. I grabbed his wrist as he was about to leave.

"Zayn.."I stopped him, and brought him to sit on the bed. "We're okay right? I mean, we're still friends right?"

"Best of friends,"he smiled weakly.

I smiled after he said that, relieved. "Good. Because I still love you so much, and I need you. I don't want this thing to affect anything between us. I didn't explain much to you just now-"

"And you don't need to. I get it,"he interrupted.

I smiled politely and held his hands tighter. "I still feel the need to say it. It's true, I do love Niall. I honestly do not know what is it about him that makes me want him so much, but I know that he's the one for me. And you..Zayn, you are the nicest guy in the world and I hope you know that. You could easily win any girl's heart with that smile of yours. You won mine when we first met. And I want you to know that you, Zayn, is still the only one I cannot live without. That's how special you are to me."

I gave him a tight hug, and we stayed in that position for a few seconds. When we let go of each other, I saw that he was tearing.

"Thank you for that,"he said. "Really. I'd always thought I wasn't good enough for you. But those words..nicest thing anyone had ever said to me. Thank you."

"You have always been the greatest friend. Why do you think I stayed by your side through all these years?" I smirked at him.

He laughed, and wiped off his tears. "So..what are you gonna wear for that date with Niall?"

I suddenly remembered about that. I had totally forgot about it, what with all these commotion with Zayn. I stared at him, and shrugged.

"Help me choose?"I asked.

He grinned and stood up to unpacked my bags. Things were definitely back to normal with us, that one's for sure, I smiled.