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I smiled down at the photo that I clutched tightly in my hand. Me and Liam on the x factor above a picture of us now, a recent photo that was only a few weeks old. I found it on twitter and printed it out.

We were in a hotel in Paris, supposedly one of the most romantic cities in the world. I almost laughed at that because my romance was not going good.

Yes, I Niall Horan, fancied, in fact, I was deeply in love, with my best friend and also my band mate, Liam Payne. I'm not gay, no, bi at the most.

When I first met Liam, I felt something for him that I have never felt for anyone else, but I didn't know what. It was only after a few weeks of being in the band and talking to Zayn about it did I finally admit to myself I fancied him. Since then, it's only gotten worse, like it was suddenly real.

Louis and Harry had the hotel room next door to me, and let's just say, you wouldn't want to go in there at night. Yeah, that's right, Larry's real guys! Zayn has a room on his own as always, and Liam has a room with me, but he'd gone to get us some drinks.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and I looked around frantically for somewhere to hide the photo where it won't be seen.

"Who is it?" I called hiding the picture under my pillow.

"It's me, Zayn." I breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the door, before opening it.

Zayn stood there smiling,

"Hi Zayn." I said, standing aside to let him in.

"Hey Nialler, how's it going?" He asked.

"Fine." I replied, shrugging my shoulders half-heartedly.

Zayn chuckled, "You should tell him, Niall."

I shook my head. He told me this pretty much everyday. Tell Liam, he feels the same.I don't believe him. Liam doesn't fancy me, he has a girlfriend for starters. And he's straight. 100%. I have no chance with him.

Just then, the door opened and Liam came in with a bottle of coke and a bottle of fanta. He smiled at me and Zayn, like he had on the x-factor. He was still just as breathtaking as before, but instead of cute, I'd say he was just plain hot.

"I'm erm, going to see if Larry want to watch a film." Zayn said walking out the room.

Great, thanks Zayn.

"Hey Ni." Liam said handy me the bottle of coke.

"Hi." I replied.

"Guess, what? Sophia's going to come over, and stay with us at Paris." He said excitedly.

I froze, but tried not to let it show. I really, really didn't like Sophia. Not just because I'm jealous (although I am) but because I'd seen her cheating on Liam. I saw her kissing some dude in some alley way. "Does that mean, I have to share with Zayn?" I asked.

"Sorry Ni." He said. "You can stay here tonight."

"No, it's fine, I'll move out now." I insisted. I got up from the bed and shoved some things back in my suitcase.

"Ni, wait, please stay tonight." He begged. I thought I heard his voice breaking, as though he was going to cry. I brushed it off, and zipped up my case. I had to get out of there and to Zayn before I break down. "Ni, please, don't go."

"See you later Liam." I said, picking up my coke bottle which said share with a mate.

"I'm sorry Niall." He said watching me walk out the door. I thought I heard him sob but I pushed it aside, feeling tears trickle down my cheeks. I walked across the hall to Zayn's room and knocked on the door.

No answer.

Damn he must be with Larry. I sighed and walked into the room, placing my case under the spare bed and laying down on my back staring up at the ceiling and crying. I thought of going back to Liam, saying I'll stay for the night, but then I thought, the next day, I'd be kicked out and forgotten. replaced by a cheating little bi**h.

The door suddenly creaked open and I saw Zayn walk in. He stopped when he saw me, and ran to my side.

"Niall! What's wrong what happened?!" He helped me sit up, and then sat next to me, pulling me into his chest.

"Sophia's comming tomorrow." I whimpered.

"So, shouldn't you be spending as much time with him now?"  He asked. He knew my problems with Sophia. I'd told him about her cheating on Liam aswell, because i'd rushed back home in a state, crying like a maniac and angry too. When I'd got in the house, Zayn had to hold me back from throwing the telly through the window!!!

"If I do, I'll get attatched." I replied.

I heard him chuckle softly, and then the chuckling faded away. I felt something was up and looked at his face.

"What?"

"There's supposed to be a really big storm in the next few nights." Zayn said.

I froze. Liam was the only one who could calm me in a storm. Not even my parents or brother can relax me. Only Liam. I began to cry again. I hated Sophia. HATED her.

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That night, we all watched a movie in Larry's room, because it was the biggest. Harry was snuggled up in Louis' chest, and I snuggled up into Zayn closing my eyes, hoping Liam would dissappear from my side. Yep, Liam was sitting next to me, and though Zayn kept whispering it looked like Liam was going to cry, I couldn't look. I refused.

I didn't even know what film was on, I just focused on trying to ignore Liam. But trying to ignore him made me more aware of his thy pressing against my butt, and I could feel every breath and every flex of his arm muscles.

I tried to ignore that, however and began to drift asleep. I tuned my ears into Liam's breathing and I was almost asleep, before I heard Zayn whisper to Liam,

"You take him, I have a dead arm."

"He hates me." Liam muttered. I really wanted to tell him that wasn't true, but I remembered I wasn't meant to be listening.

"No," Zayn says, "He's just jealous, he loves you."

I tensed up at this. Zayn just told him my secret. Larry will hear. Apparently, larry were either too busy in the film or in eachother because the didn't notice.

I suddenly felt myself being moved from Zayn, instantly feeling cold. I was gently placed on to someone else's chest, and I guessed it was Liam.

I felt Liam stroke my hair, and then I felt his lips press against it. Why was he kissing my head? His lips lingered for a few seconds, befre he pulled away and went back to stroking my hair.

"I'm so, so sorry Ni." He whispered, pekcing my head again.

I don't know if it's possible to blush in your sleep, so to the others it must look really strange. But I was blushing like crazy. I snuggled deep in to his chest, feeling his slow and steady hearbeat, and beginning to drift into sleep.

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I woke up a little time later (I don't know how long) to find myself being carried bridal style. I felt the person holding me, walk somewhere, and I guessed he was taking me to bed. I snuggled into the boys chest and breathed in deeply, then smiled. Liam was carrying me.

He walked a little further before stopping at a what I assumed was a door and opened it. He walked in a placed me on what I assumed to be a bed.

"I am so so sorry Ni. Truth is I don't really want her to come, but she paid for a plane ticket without telling me, and then only told me when I went to get our drinks, that's why I took so long. I love you Ni, so much." My heart tingled at his last words. But he only meant as a friend.

I heard him walk away and close the door and I opened my eyes and sighed, "I love you too, Liam."

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