One Direction Bromance One Shots (BoyxBoy)*Request Accepted*

Everything About You (Zouis)

Louis's POV

"He doesn't realize it does he," I sulk putting my elbows on my knees and letting my head rest in my hands. "Louis he's just completely oblivious to the obvious," Liam says. "No he's not Liam, he knows how I feel about him. I'm just not good enough." "I don't want you to ever think that of yourself. If anything you're too good for him." "Liam don't lie to me. I am in no way too good for him, I mean look at me." I gesture to myself. His eyebrows raise questioningly, "I don't see anything wrong." "Liam just look at me. My personality is too flamboyant for him to handle and nothing about me screams sexy," I huff, quite irritated. "If you're going to talk nothing but bad about yourself then I'm done discussing this with you," he says, getting up and leaving the room. I groan

     "Harry stop poking me, its very annoying." "But Zayn, I'm bored and you're fun to play with," Harry says winking at him. I shake my head in disgust, "Maybe think about getting a room next time." "Somebody needs to go to bed, they're grumpy," Harry begins, walking over to me, "or just jealous." "Shut up," I growl as I feel my cheeks flush with anger. "Make me, or maybe I should have Zayn make me, I hear he's pretty good at that," he whispers in my ear. Its been like this since Harry first found out my feelings for Zayn. He's always trying to get what I want just to piss me off. "So help me God Harry, if you don't stop," my fists clench at my sides. "You'll what, you won't do anything to me." "Harry, just leave me alone right now." "Where's the fun in that, I think I'll stay a little longer and keep--." "Harry, go. Now." I smile at the authoritative tone to Liam's voice as Harry storms past him.      I mentally count to ten and manage to calm myself down. "Lou, what the fuck was that, what did mean by 'or jealous?' Are you jealous of me or him," Zayn asks. Time to think on my feet. "Umm...uhh...jealous, why would I be jealous? I don't even like either of you like that," I manage to stutter out. He just makes my heart beat a mile a minute. He chuckles, "Okay man whatever helps you sleep at night. Speaking of sleep, it is pretty late. I'm going to bed, night mate." "Night," I say, letting out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.      After having a cup of tea, I decide to go to bed, maybe I'll wake up feeling a little less...I guess flustered is the word I'm looking for . I walk to my room and throw my lounge pants and a t-shirt on and crawl under the warm covers on the bed. I fall asleep almost instantly.        "Zayn, I can't keep this from you any longer." "What is it Louis?" "I like you...as in more than just a friend." I wait patiently for him to respond, fearing the worst. "You don't realize how long I've waited to hear those words fall from your lips," he says cupping my cheek with his hand. I lean into the touch and sigh with relief, "Really?" He nods and bites his bottom lip as he pins me against the wall, "Really." His soft lips press to mine in a desperate, needy kind of way. I thread my fingers through his hair as I attempt to deepen the kiss. After a moment, he pulls away, both of us gasping for air, and says, "Let's take this somewhere else."        I wake with a start. I have to stop drinking tea before I go to bed. Picking up my phone, I see that its 2:43 in the morning. I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling. Of course, I'm not going to get back to sleep am I? Of course not. I flip the covers off and place my feet on the soft carpet.      I tiptoe down the hall into the kitchen and flip the light above the sink on, maybe a glass of water will help me get back to sleep. After filling a cup with water, I turn the light off and tiptoe back to my room. Before I leave the kitchen, I bang my foot on a chair, hard. "Shit," I mumble. I wince in pain as I hear Zayn's groggy voice say, "Louis, is that you? Are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine just going back to bed," I answer, brushing past him and walk back to my room.      I close the door quietly behind me. I take a quick sip of the cold water and set it on my bedside table before crawling back in bed. A few minutes later, my door clicks open. "Louis, are you awake? I need to talk to you." My stomach does a little flip at the sound of Zayn's voice, but I don't answer. The door clicks shut and seconds later I feel my bed  sink a little on my right.          "Louis, I know you're probably back to sleep already but I just need to get this off my chest." My heart flutters a bit and it takes all I can do not to 'wake up' and listen to every word he has to say. "Earlier this evening when you said you weren't jealous, I really was hoping you would say you were. Not jealous of me but of Harry. The only reason I play along with his flirting is to test out your reaction. I have no interest in Harry like I have in you, its everything about you. Your personality, adorable laugh, and even those sea blue eyes. Its... you're just overall amazing and I hope you realize that." The butterflies have a party in my stomach when he presses his lips to my temple. I pull the covers up as a smile creeps on my face and the door clicks shut. I fall asleep in seconds. *****     The sunlight is streaming through my windows when I wake up. I sit up and stretch, remembering what I found out last night. A smile is brought to my lips as the words replay through my mind. 'He actually wanted me to be jealous of Harry. I can't believe it.' My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door, "Lou, breakfast." I peppily hop out of bed and practically skipped out to the kitchen.      "Somebody's happy this morning. I'm guessing a good night's sleep," Niall questions. "I guess you could say that," I say glancing at Zayn from the corner of my eye. "Who the hell woke me up this fucking early," Harry says stumbling into the kitchen. "That would be me," Zayn says quietly. "Well its okay since you did it." Harry puts his arm around Zayn's waist and glares at me. Zayn leans into the touch. He's just testing me. Maybe if I talk to Harry he'll stop his flirting with Zayn, most likely not but it doesn't hurt to try. "Harry, can we go talk in the living room," I ask, motioning Harry to follow me.      "What the hell do you think you're doing," I ask, trying to keep my voice low. "Getting what you want," he smirks. "Do you hate me or something Harry?" "No its just fun to see you get jealous of me. "So you do get jealous of Harry." I turn around to face Zayn who has a big smile on his face. I gulp and nod, "Yeah I am a little jealous." "A little. Louis how about you try a lot considering you would have beat me to a pulp last night had Liam not interrupted us," Harry interjects.      Zayn walks toward us and puts his arm around my waist. For the first time I see a look of jealousy flash across Harry's face. "So do you feel the same about me Lou?" "Yes, Zayn I do, I've felt this way for a very long time actually," I respond with a smile. "Could this get any fucking softer and girlier. I'm out," Harry snaps walking back to the kitchen. "I am so glad I found out, but I really wish you would have told me sooner." I look to the floor "Yeah I know I should have but I just didn't think I was good enough for you."      There's a brief silence before he gently lifts my face to look at him. "Louis, I need you to realize that its every-" "Its everything about me. My personality, my adorable laugh, and sea blue eyes. I'm just overall amazing." "You heard me." His eyes grow a bit bigger. "I was awake." "Thank goodness, I didn't want to repeat that whole spiel again." I chuckle as his hand cups my cheek. I close my eyes and lean into the touch. "I'm glad I have you now," he whispers. "Me too." He leans down and places a delicate kiss on my lips. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There's not much I want or need to say so I'll just leave it simple....READ/VOTE/COMMENT/FAN.....HAPPY READING!!!! ~Harry's Kitty Kat