Nandos & Waffles

When Wafa meets Niall on a train in England she leaves a lasting impression on the boy. Something about her was just so different, leaving him wanting more. When Niall comes to Canada with his band he meets Wafa at a signing and he couldn't help but ask her out. In no time at all the two are in love but the mistakes Niall makes on the way are hard to forget. At the same time, Zayn and Liam have finally found love for each other but find it hard to share with the rest of the boys. Same with Harry and Louis as they go through the struggle to be in love yet still keep it a secret from not only their best friends, but the rest of the world too.

Yes, Ziam and Larry are gay in this fanfiction but I would like to let you know that it is all %100 fake and not real. The boys have suffered a lot of hate for being "gay" so please understand this is just for the storyline and is in not real in any way. Thank you! (: enjoy reading!


11. Ziam exposed?


Niall’s POV

Wafa and I had eaten our pizza laughing and almost choking on our bites. Batman, which was now on low volume for background noise was being ignored as we talked. I was having a really good time and I suddenly felt as if Wafa was the one for me. We were sitting here in sweatpants and pizza, with some pop. Honestly this girl was just so normal.

“Oh hey, what’s the time?” Wafa asked still laughing about the embarrassing story from my past. I glanced at my clock and told her it was around 10PM. “What?! Oh my gosh, my dad must be worried sick! I didn’t even bring my phone!” She got up and started pacing around the room frantically.

I grabbed my phone off the table and handed it to her, “chill chill! Just give your dad a call!” Wafa smiled and took the phone from my hands. She dialed a number sequence into the keypad then walked over near the window and began talking. I stayed on the sofa, not wanting to eavesdrop or disturb her. Wafa returned a while later and handed me my phone. “So?” I asked, “What did he say?”

Wafa took a seat beside me and began talking, “He was angry that I left like that, but I’m not grounded due to the circumstances.” She said slowly. I didn’t press on for any more information; I just waited for her to take her time. Wafa would talk when she was ready. “And, he said that he would pick me up right away so I gave him the address of this hotel and he’s on his way.” She finished awhile later.

“Oh” Was all I said. I didn’t realize that Wafa needed to go home so early. I mean I understood she needed to go home it’s just I wish she could stay longer. I really honestly liked Wafa a lot.

My phone rang on the table around 10:20PM and I picked it up and spoke into the receiver. “It’s your dad.” I said handing the phone to Wafa. She took it from me and began speaking to him.

“He’s waiting outside.” She replied getting up. She handed me her phone and gave me a hug. “Thank you Niall. I had such an amazing time today, thank you so much.” She smiled.

“It was nothing really. I’m just glad you got to be happy for awhile.” I whispered. She hugged me again and this time I hugged her for longer not wanting to let go of her.

“What should I do about these?” She asked pulling on the sweater.

“Keep em, they’re yours now.” I said smiling. She shook her head but I just nodded insisting she take them. “I’ll walk you down to the lobby.” I said taking her hand. Wafa didn’t pull away and followed me towards the elevator.

“So I guess I’ll call you later?” She said at the door leading outside where her Dad was waiting.

“Yeah.” I muttered not knowing what else to say. For a minute we just stood there none of us saying a word and I felt the need to just kiss her, but I couldn’t. I hadn’t kissed a girl in a really long, long while. I just couldn’t. Wafa sighed then waved good bye as she turned to leave. She walked over to the door opened it then turned one last time and smiled. She walked out into the cold night towards a car waiting outside. “Wait!” I called. I ran up outside grabbed Wafa spinning her around.

“Niall.” She said looking at me through the darkness.

“Shh.” I grabbed her face in my hands and kissed her hard and passionately. All the emotion I had ever felt towards her came rushing down and I pressed my lips harder against hers. Wafa’s arms wrapped around my neck and her lips moved against mine. She had kissed me back. We parted and Wafa was blushing, you could see it in the darkness. I too could feel my cheeks burning up. “I love you Wafa.” I whispered.

“I love you too Niall.” She smiled back at me, and that’s when I kissed her again.

Liam’s POV

Zayn and I were now lying in the same bed with both our shirts off. We had been kissing for awhile but then decided to just cuddle and watch a movie. Zayn was flipping through the channels and The Lion King was on so we settled on that. My head was resting on Zayn’s chest and he was lightly running his fingers though my hair.

“Zayn?” I spoke propping myself up on my elbow so I could look into his eyes better. Zayn smiled and turned his head to face me.

“Mhmm.” He whispered touching my nose.

“Do you think we could ever tell the boys about…” I trailed off.

“us being gay?” Zayn finished for me. I nodded and Zayn grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me gently. “Well, I think they would understand.” He started.

“I can sense a but coming in.”

“But, it would just get the fans in a crazy frenzy.” He finished. I knew it already, but the thing was I just wanted everyone to know. I wanted to show the world how much I adored Zayn and how much I cared for him. I wanted to scream it out loud on the top of my lungs. I wanted to share it with everyone, I wanted to share what my favourite characteristics about him are. I wanted interviewers to make me blush when they asked questions about Zayn and our relationship. I just wanted us, to be us and not be so scared of anyone finding out. I wanted us to be free.

Louis’ POV

Harry and I had just returned from the gay bar he had taken me too. I was drunk and couldn’t walk straight at all. I was tripping over my feet so Haz had his arm around me and was trying to support me as best as he could. “Louis, why did you drink so much?” He huffed trying to pull me off the ground. I had tripped for the fifth time up the stony steps of the hotel. Ice was covering them so I don’t think he could really blame me for that.

“Ehh.” I mumbled trying to pick myself up as well. Harry grabbed my waist and gave me a large tug and I finally got off the cold ground. My trousers were cold and a little wet. A bellhop opened the door for us and Harry led me inside. “Weeee.” I cheered as we finally entered the hotel.

“Shh.” Harry ordered taking me towards the elevator. He pressed the ‘up’ elevator button and I pressed the ‘down’ button. “Louis! Our floor is up!” He pressed the button again and the door opened. I pressed the floor number 6 and Harry slapped my hand. “We’re on floor number 19.” He hissed at me.

“But six is a pretty number.” I looked at Harry and stroked his cheek. Harry just laughed and pulled me up again. I was slipping to the ground, I was going to have a hangover tomorrow, I could already feel it.

Harry’s POV

After a long while of Louis pressing random numbers we had finally reached our hotel room. I opened the door dragging a drunken Louis behind me and pushed him onto the bed. “Louis your breath stinks.” I said as he tried to grab my face and kiss me.

“But I want a kissy wissssssssssssy!” He cooed, but I wasn’t going to give into him. Not when he was drunk.

“No Lou. I’m going to check something with Zayn and Liam okay? I’ll be right back so please go to sleep.” I slipped his shoes off his feet and pulled the covers over him. Because of Louis’ whining I gave him a small peck on the cheek and then left to go find Zayn and Liam.

As I approached the door I could hear some giggling inside. I decided I would pretend to be John just for fun so I knocked on the door and when the boys asked who it was I said it was John in a high pitched girly voice. Obviously they thought I was John and was just messing around so they told me the door was open and I could enter.

I turned the knob and entered the room and too my surprise Liam and Zayn were both shirtless in the same bed. Zayn had just kissed Liam and Liam was laughing as he stroked Zayn’s face. “Erm… What’s going on?” I asked very confused and shocked. Liams eyes darted towards me and I could see the horror on his face as he understood it was not John but me who entered the room.

“Harry?!” Zayn jumped up off the bed and backed away towards the end of the room. “You said you were John! What are you doing here?! What did you see?!” Zayn looked upset, really upset.

“I saw enough to know that you two aren’t just friends…” I trailed off not wanting to say more. The boys were gay. Everything was finally slipping into place. How Louis told me Liam was acting before about Zayn not making it back to the hotel in time and then how they were holding hands in the hall once and Liam freaked out when Louis joked about being lovebirds. They were together all along and I didn’t even know about it.

“Look Harry it’s not what it looks like-” Liam started but Zayn was quick to cut him off.

“No Liam, I’m sick of hiding!” Zayn walked towards me and looked into my eyes, “Harry it is what it looks like…”

I sat down on the bed and listened to the story of how they fell in love on the train. Liam was the one who talked mostly but Zayn seemed to be fine with it. I didn’t tell them about Louis and I, I just didn’t have the courage too. Besides, I didn’t have Louis’ permission to either.

“Harry, only you, John, Zayn and I know about… well us. So please keep it a secret.” Liam looked into my eyes sadly. I knew how he felt, how you had to keep your love a secret. It was tough, extremely tough when you couldn’t tell the world how much you loved someone. Couldn’t be so free with each other, it was just miserable.

“I understand.” I smiled. So all the boys in the band were all in love? That was something new, but it was great as well. Niall had his new girl Wafa, Zayn and Liam had each other and I had Louis. If only we could tell the world none of us were single. Maybe then people would stop flirting with us.

I walked out of their hotel room and made my way towards John’s room. John had gotten a separate room then Niall for some reason. I don’t know what had happened between them and I didn’t really want to ask. But Liam had said that John knew about them being gay, maybe I could talk to him as well? I was so tired of keeping secrets I needed someone to talk to about my relationship other than Louis.

I stood in front of his door not knowing what to say then finally brought myself to knock. John smiled once he saw me and led me into his room. “So what brings you here on a late night Haz?” He asked turning the TV volume down and motioning for me to sit.

I took a deep breath, “I’m gay.” I whispered. John looked surprised at first but then told me to talk about nit. I told him all about Louis and me; how much I really cared for the guy and how we were just inseparable. It was hard for me, but it felt good. I needed to get this out and John was the perfect guy to talk to. He understood me so well and gave me such good advice. I felt like I had known this guy for years yet it has only been a couple months.

“It’s going to be hard, it already is. But when you guys are ready everything can come out into the open and you’ll be okay.” John smiled placing a hand on my arm.

“When will we be ready?” I asked. It was a dumb question I know, but I needed someone to tell me what they thought.

“It may be today, but it may be tomorrow, it can be in 20 years! It’s going to happen Harry, whenever you want it to.” I looked at him for a long while then hugged him.

“Thank you.” I whispered into his ear.

I walked back slowly towards my room dragging my feet across the floor. I quietly opened the door and walked over to the bed where Louis was sleeping. I crawled into bed beside him and for the first time in years, I began crying. I cried not because I was sad, but because I was thankful. Thankful for everything I had. My family, the fans, the boys, and most of all, Louis. I would never ever Lose him, that was my promise. 

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