when it all began | l.s.

Trouble

Zayn's POV  <—haha surprise

I shoved my tongue into Liam's mouth and kissed him aggressively. He had me pinned against the wall so hard I could barely breathe, not that I would've been able to otherwise. His hands were planted firmly on my chest and he had one leg positioned between mine. If he let go of me I was sure I'd just collapse and slide down the wall. My hands ran up and down his back, tugging on his shirt in the process, but as soon as I came close to pulling it off of him, someone cleared their throat from down the hall.

Liam's face left mine, but his hands remained plastered to my body as we turned to see who was there. My eyes widened and Liam stepped away from me sharply. I engaged my muscles and caught myself just in time, still leaning against the beige tile.

"What. The. Fuck," Louis said as he gaped at the two of us.

"Hey guys," Harry mumbled, a small grin on his face. Louis seemed to be holding on to Harry for dear life, unable to take in the scene before him.

"Care to explain what's happening here?" Louis asked, pointing between me and Liam. We glanced at each other, nervous, before Liam spoke up.

"Okay, well, you see," he spluttered. "I was coming, and—"

"Oh I bet you were," Louis said crossing his arms.

"And Zayn was leaving, and we ran into each other and—"

"And decided 'hey, here's a perfect moment to throw caution to the wind and snog each other's faces off?' Yeah it all makes sense now," he scoffed sarcastically.

"Calm down, babe," Harry whispered, rubbing Louis' arm soothingly. Liam pointed at the two of them frantically and stepped closer to where they were stood in front of the elevator. I hoped no one else came up and found themselves caught up in this . . . whatever this was.

"Babe?" Liam shouted. "What do you mean 'babe?' Are you two back together or something?" In an instant Louis' shocked expression turned into a wide smile and he looked at the ground before looking up at Harry beside him. Harry smiled back, the two of them looking the most content I'd ever seen them.

"Yeah. Yeah we are," Louis beamed. He then reached up and ran a hand through Harry's hair, tucking a stray curl behind his ear. Harry blushed, staring lovingly into Louis' eyes. He almost seemed shy about the whole situation.

What is this, 2010?

"Um . . . excuse me? We're still here," I interrupted, cutting their little moment short. They both turned back to us, Louis rolling his eyes, his hand falling onto Harry's shoulder.

"That's right. You are here. And you're sucking the life out of each other! What's up with that?" Louis asked. Liam looked at me and raised his eyebrows as if to say 'what is up with that?' and I shrugged. I really wasn't sure.

"We have to do something about Louis," Liam said, plopping himself down next to Niall on the couch. We were all hanging out in Liam's hotel room. Louis was out on a date and Harry was no where to be found. He'd only been gone for a little while though, so we weren't too worried.

"Louis? What about Harry? He's completely miserable and it's totally Louis' fault. He's already dating someone new and they've been broken up for what, a month? That's not cool," Niall added. I was really hoping they weren't about to take sides, because I couldn't choose between Harry and Louis; I wouldn't.