Crossroads

It's hard, dating the famous Niall Horan. But it gets only harder when your new bestfriend Zayn Malik loves you, more than just friends. After one crazy night you discover that deep inside, you want the same. Secret kissing, crying and lying becomes part of your life. How to deal with all this? But more importantly, how to choose?

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15. Tequila and Traitors

POV Liz

I woke up by the sun shining bright in my eyes, the rays peeking through the curtains. I groaned, I felt horrible. I reached out my hand to wake up Niall, but he wasn't there. The bed was empty besides me. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand, and looked at the time. 12.30 pm?? I sat up. That wasn't my smartest move, because my headache got worse, and I had the feeling I had to puke. The trip to Portugal was 5 weeks ago, and we decided to go clubbing to celebrate their new single last night. I drank way too much, the last thing I can remember is dancing with the boys, after that it's a huge black hole, I don't even know how I got home. Now I was really sick, what comes around goes around.. Conclusion: A major hangover. Great! I walked over to the curtains and opened them a little, the sun immediatly burning in my eyes. I closed them again and put on Niall's bathrobe before walking over to the kitchen. Everyone was having lunch together, talking loudly, which made my head hurt even more. When they saw me, it got silent. "Goodmorning." I said in a creaky voice. "Look who came back from the death! Let me guess, you have a hangover?" Louis said. I nodded my head, and poured myself a glass of orange juice. "Do you wanna eat something?" Liam asked, concerned as he is. "No thank you, I don't think I can hold it in." I sat with them at the kitchen table. I looked around and saw everyone sitting there like they went to bed at 9pm last night, not a single one of them showed signs of a hangover. Was I the only one who drank that much? Even Harry was wide awake, something that you don't see quite often after a night of clubbing. I turned to Niall, who was sitting next to me, and layed my hand on his knee. He stiffened at my touch. He was cutting his toast so hard, cratches formed on the plate. "Hi, love.. everything okay?" He looked up at me with anger in his eyes. "So now you have time for me? Am I good enough for you again suddenly?" "W-what are you talking about Nialler?" "Oh, I think you know!" "No I don't! I have a huge gap in my mind or something.." Dani interfered in our conversation. "So, you don't remember anything from what happened last night?" I shook my head. Everyone looked at me with astonishment in their eyes. "Please explain to me what happened that made you so upset, honey." I said, turning to Niall again. "You wanna know what happened? Fine!" 

~Flash back~

POV Niall

I walked into my, correction our bedroom, and I found Liz trying on a beautiful purple dress. I hugged her waist from behind. "You look gorgeous, baby." She blushed a little. "Thanks, Nialler." I turned her around, so that she was facing me. "So, are you excited for tonight?" I wiggled my eyebrows, it made her giggle. "I am, actually! It seems like ages since the last time I went out." "Promise me that you won't drink too much, you know, for the camera's there. I don't want you to embarass yourself." "Ofcourse. I have a reputation now, apparently.." "Pinky promise?" She laughed and wrapped her pink around mine. "Is that our new thing?" "I guess it is!" I pecked her softly on the lips, before guiding her outside, to the cab that was waiting for us.

POV Zayn

We were all down at the club, having a good time, becoming a little bit tipsy already. Liam and Danielle were dancing, Louis and Harry were hiding somewhere in a corner, and Niall was catching up with an old friend, accompanied by Liz, who looked really bored. I myself was standing against one of the pillars, overviewing everything. Suddenly a random blonde girl was all over me. Till this day on, I still don't know her name. I was trying to be polite and talk to her, but she was already really drunk, I could tell not only by her breath, but also by her behaviour. She was standing really close to me, and out of the blue, she grabbed my face and started kissing me. I was paralyzed at first, but then I relaxed, and kissed her back. It's not like I'm going to kiss Liz again any time soon, so why the hell not?  Because of the alcohol in our bodies, the kiss soon got heated up. When her tongue granted for entrance, I knew I had enough, it was time to stop. I pulled away, and looked up. Liz was staring at me in utter shock, she looked really pissed. She said something to Niall and then walked away, heading towards the bar. I followed her, not paying any attention to the blonde girl anymore.  She was sitting on one of the barstools, so she didn't see me coming. "Jealous much?" I asked, causing here to jump a little. "Why do you always have to scare me?" She said, referring to the first time we met. "And no, I'm not jealous, you can kiss whoever you want." She ordered two shots of tequila, and poured one down, tilting her head, letting the liquid slide down her throat. I assumed the other was mine, so I picked it up, but she grabbed it out of my hand and drank that one too, quicker than you can say tequila. "Wooaa, easy there, love!" "What? I think I deserve a careless night after all the problems you caused me." "Excuse me? I think I'm in a slightly harder position than you at the moment." "Well, at least you don't have a girlfriend to worry about anymore." "Are you volunteering?" I said cheekily. "Shut up, Malik!" I figured she was right, we did deserve a night were we could forget about everything. Screw the photographers! I ordered two shots for myself, and after that another one, and another one, until we lost count. We were both wasted, the mood changed from tensed to giddy. "I hope you are not bored anymore, my lady?" I said, winking at her. "Not at all sir! You know what? Let's dance!" She pulled me on the dancefloor. At first it was innocent, dancing and singing along to the songs as loudly as we could, but soon enough, we started moving closer to each other, which resulted in shamelessly grinding our hips against each other. I was having a hard time holding myself in, before certain bodyparts would get too aroused, but it was worth it. This was probably the best club night ever!

POV Niall

I was just talking to Liam when he looked at something behind me. "Is that..Liz?" I looked over my shoulder and saw Zayn and Liz dancing together. No, not just dancing together, grinding. "He is so dead!" I was about to go up to them, but Liam held me back, by putting his hand on my chest. "Dude, not a good idea." "Why not? What about the paparazzi and.." "The paparazzi already took photo's of them, there's nothing you can do about it. Just don't make it worse by making a scene, alright?" "So I just have to watch how my best friend is.. doing stuff, to my girlfriend?" "Look, they are probably both very drunk. I saw them doing shots earlier. Just talk to her about it in the morning." I sat back, trying to look relaxed for the photographers, but my eyes never left Liz and Zayn. Then he whispered something in her ear, and they did an attempt to leave the crowded dancefloor, in the direction of the restrooms. My body tensed up, and I jumped up from the stool I was sitting on, but Liam stopped me once again, pushing me back into the stool. "You're too angry right now, let me handle this!" He walked over to them, grabbed Zayn by his arm, and dragged him towards the exit. When they passed me, I heard Liam say to him "Let's get you home, buddy." before disappearing behind the doors. Two seconds later, I saw Louis, Harry and Dani walking over to me in the corner of my eye. "Why did Zayn and Liam already leave?" Dani asked. "Let's just say when certain people get drunk, they can't keep their hands of my princess.." "We saw it, I'm sorry Niall." I just rolled my eyes and took another big sip from my beer. Liz, who was still standing in the middle of the dancefloor, looking kinda woeful, saw us, and she turned into this happly toddler when walking over to us. "There you guys are! I missed you soooooo much!" She couldn't keep her balance and almost fell, but Harry catched her right in time. "Maybe we should go home too." he said. We all agreed. But Liz wasn't too happy about it. "What? Noo! I want to stay! Can I please stay, Harry?" She then started laughing really loud. "Hairy Harry! That's funny!" I sighed, this was going to be a long night. "Come on, let's go!"

Ten minutes later, the five of us were sitting in a cab, on our way home. Liz had moodchanges like I've never seen before. At the moment, she was really whiny. "But why can't we share a cab with Zaynie?" She said, slightly lisping. "Because you guys are not allowed together anymore when drunk." I replied, starting to get really annoyed. "But I want to kiss him!" "No, you don't ! That's just drunk you talking." "Yes I do! And, I'm not drunk!" She hiccuped, quickly followed by a giggle. "Just shut your mouth, and look at the pretty lights outside, please." She did what I asked, and stared out the window like she had never seen anything like that before. The others had trouble holding in their laughs, but this wasn't funny to me at all. I really had to keep myself from freaking out, who knows what drunk Liz might do when I start screaming to her. 

When we arrived to the flat, I immediatly took her upstairs to the bedroom. I layed her in bed, but when I wanted to take off her clothes to change her into her pyjamas, she protested wildly, trying to kick me. "Calm down, Liz! What's the matter?" "You can't see me naked!" "Come on, I've seen you naked like a hundred times, I'm your boyfriend!" "No, silly! You're not my boyfriend, Zayn is my boyfriend!" "What did you just say?" "Zayn is my boyfriend!" She then screamed his name loud. I was losing my temper. "Ssshh, just go to sleep!" I tried laying next to her, but she freaked out again, pushing me out of the bed. "When is Zaynie coming?" she asked. "When you are asleep!" I said, trying one last time. To my suprise, she listened to me. "Okay! Goodnight bestie!" That really broke my heart. I walked out of the room, and started crying. "She said.. that.. Zayn is.. her boyfriend."  Everybody hugged me, giving me symphatizing looks, before going to their one rooms. I made myself comfortable on the couch, and fell asleep, the tears still rolling down my cheeks.

~End of flashback~ 

POV Liz

"So, now you know what happened." Niall said, ending his story. I looked at him in disbelief, did I really do all of that? I turned my head to look at Zayn, but then realised he wasn't there. He was probably hiding in his room, afraid to face us. I can't really blame him.. "I-Im so sorry Niall! I never.." "You can keep your apologies!" "But, you have to understand that I was really drunk!" "We should probably leave you alone." Dani said. Everybody attempted to get up. "No, you guys can hear this! If we have no secrets for the press, we don't have secrets for our friends, right? You promised me you wouldn't drink that much, Liz!" "I know, but I had a lot on my mind so.." "So you drank it away? What about the promise that we would tell each other everything? Does that mean nothing to you? What was it that you couldn't share with me, huh?" He looked at me, his eyes filled with anger. I didn't know what to say, I couldn't tell him the truth, so I remained silent. "Exactly what I thought, no answer.." He grabbed his coat and walked towards the door. "Where are you going?" "To a place that reminds me of times when I didn't feel betrayed!" And with that, he slammed the door shut.

Niall left an hour ago, and there was still no sign of him. We wanted to look for him, but we had no idea where he was, and the city was too big. We called and texted him, but he didn't respond. Zayn was finally out of his room, now fully aware of the situation. He refused to make eyecontact with me. I was pacing back and forth, trying to think of a place Niall could possibly be. "Would you stop doing that, you're driving me crazy!" Louis exclaimed. I sighed and let myself fall in the seat next to him. Liam walked out of his room, his phone in his hand. "I called every Nando's and McDonald's in the neighbourhood, he is not there.." Where would I go if I was a nineteen-year-old boy who was really sad? Suddenly the lightbulb in my head switched on, and I jumped up. "I know where he is!"

 

*A/N: dun dun DUUUN! Where do you think Niall is? And do you think he can forgive Liz? Find out in the next chapter! It's going to be really thrilling and really shocking ;) Let me know what you think of this chapter! Just one more week of school, and then I have a break that lasts two weeks long, that means a lot of writing!! XOXO

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