Sex, Lies, and Secrets.

Liam is entering his junior year of high school, and all he wants to do is make his parents proud of him for once. Him and his best mate Harry have gotten into a lot of trouble in the past. Louis and his younger sister Alessia are dubbed "The Tomlinsons.", loved by everybody, with the exception of Harry who doesn't seem to like anyone except for himself and the rugby team. Zayn is a very reserved kid who only wants to express himself through art, while his twin sister Reign is willing to do anything to be the most popular girl in school. All irish boy Niall Horan wants to do is play his guitar and sing happy songs, his little brother Brandon is entering high school for his first year with a secret that he want's nobody to know. Welcome to 'Sex, Lies, and Secrets.'
-Reader discretion advised, for MATURE readers.


11. Friends?

Liam's POV:

I arrived in my third period class right before the bell rang. I rushed and took my seat next to Brandon. I gave him a small smile and he returned the gesture. The teacher began to explain the lesson. I was really confused, I didn't get anything that he was teaching us. The teacher assigned us our lesson and told us to work the rest of the hour. I grabbed my text book from the basket under my desk and Brandon did the same. Brandon began to do the work and I sat there watching him, trying to understand what he was writing down but it wasn't registering. I was getting frustrated. I groaned a little and put my pencil on the desk and ran my hands through my hair.

"Need help Liam?" Brandon asked, kind of intimidated. I guess he was a little nervous because of my outburst.

"Yeah, yeah I do." I said grabbing my pencil again. Brandon flipped to a page in the book and I did the same, he taught me the whole lesson and I understood it perfectly. By the time I was ready to get started on my assignment, class was almost over. "B, where do you sit at during lunch?"

"Uh, the library." He said placing his supplies in his backpack. 

"Why there?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know, I don't really have anybody else to sit with." He said.

"Well, do you mind helping me on my homework during lunch? We can go to the library if you want." He looked kind of surprised that I asked, but nodded anyway.

"Yeah, sure." He said. "Do you eat lunch?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'll just meet you there." He nodded and left out of the class.

Brandon's POV:

I was happy that I wouldn't be sitting alone in the library today. At least I wouldn't be alone in there. I arrived in the library and to my surprise, nobody else was in here. I took a seat towards the back row of tables and placed my backpack on top of the table. I put my chin in my hands and waited for Liam to return. I wish I had a phone to help pass the time, but I don't. Greg just never wanted me to have one, but Niall had one. Now that I thought about it, it wasn't really that fair. I was interrupted out of my thoughts when I heard the library door close. I looked up expecting to see Liam, but instead Zayn was walking in. And he was heading for me.

"Hey Brandon." He said as he sat down across from me at the table. I smiled shyly and tried not to look so nervous, or anxious. I began tapping my foot and I didn't even realize I was doing it until the top of my knee hit the table and I winced in pain. Zayn chuckled a little and took a bite of his apple. His somewhat slim, but perfectly shaped and perky pink lips sucking some of the juice out after he took a bite. He chewed a few times and swallowed, licking his lips after making them look more dazzling then they already were. Zayn looked at me and I quickly looked down to make it look like I was fiddling with my fingers, or something.

The library door opened and closed again and I looked up to see Liam coming in our direction. Relief washed through me as I saw the brown haired wonder sit down next to me.

"Sorry it took so long, the line for this was long." He said pointing at his chicken and gravy. It honestly looked good, but I wouldn't ask for anything. Zayn tensed up a little as Liam sat down. "Sup' Zayn." 

"Hey Liam." Zayn said, kind of confused as to why Liam Payne was in the library sitting with me, Brandon Horan. 

"So when do you want to get started?" He asked me. I shrugged my shoulders.

"It doesn't matter, you can eat first if you want." He nodded and began eating. As Liam ate his lunch Zayn and I sat there, awkwardly watching Liam devour his food. I would steal glances at Zayn and quickly look away before he would notice. Liam finished eating soon and dumped his plate in a trash bin that was by us. He sat back down and pulled out his paper and a math textbook. 

"Alright, let's get started." He said. I began to work him through some of the problems, on some of them he didn't even need my guidance. I noticed Zayn was watching intently as I taught Liam how to do some of the problems. Soon after we started, Liam was already finished. He zoomed through the assignment, and he was ecstatic about not having any homework from math tonight. "B, you really helped me out! I don't know how to thank you." He said smiling widely. "Will you be my tutor?" Liam asked.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah. Sure." I said. He smiled widely and gave me a big pat on the shoulder. "You don't know how much I appreciate B." He stood up and put his backpack around his back. "But I have to go now, I'm still hungry." He said chuckling. "See ya B. See ya' Zayn." I waved and Zayn gave him a head nod.

After Liam left the silence came back, until Zayn said something. "Your like, really smart huh?" Zayn asked with his eyebrows scrunched together.

"I guess, I'm in all advanced classes." I said shrugging.

"Your only 15 years old, in a junior level math class? Your smart lad." He said. He looked like he was thinking about something. "Would you mind coming over to mine after school? I could uh, use some help in math too." He said. I started to get a little nervous, and scared. Why was I scared? I spent the night there before. But Zayn is asking me, to come to his house after school. I need to calm down, I'm making this so much more then what it is. 

"Yeah, sure. Where do I meet you at?" Trying to sound as cool and calm as I could. When my heart was doing flips in my chest. 

"Just go to my sister's car. I'll tell her your coming with us." I nodded. The bell rang, indicating it wasn't long until our next class. We said our goodbyes and left the library going in separate directions. 

Zayn's POV:

Classes were finally over, and the end of the day bell rung. I shot out of my class and made my way to my sister's car. As always, I was the first one there. I pulled out my phone and fiddled through a few apps. A few minutes later Reign arrived. 

"Hey, where's Bray at?" She asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know, I thought he would be here before you. Maybe he's lost?" I said. 

"That can't be it, I park at the same spot everyday. And we gave him a ride." She said, she was right. It was weird that it was taking him so long. "Oh my god..." She said and covered her mouth. I walked around to her side of the car and saw what she was so appalled by. I felt my heart drop at what I saw walking in front of me.

"Bray..." Reign said as she slowly walked to him and looked at his face. I followed closely behind my sister and came close to his face. He had a black eye and a small cut on bottom lip. His eyes were red and puffy. And his hair was ruffled.

"What... what happened!?" I said starting to grow infuriated at the sight of Brandon like this. 

"I fell." He said sheepishly. He looked so pale, like he'd seen a ghost.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" I said, irritated that he tried to pass that lie on me. He shook his head back and forth, and tears began to form in his eyes. 

"Zayn! Stop." Reign said defending him. She bent over a little bit and ran her finger over the cut on his lip. When she went around his cheek, he winced in pain. His jaw was starting to bruise. "This is bad." She said looking at him.

"Maybe we should call Niall." I said, running my hands through my hair. Brandon nodded his head back and forth.

"No, no. Please, I don't want to see him just yet." He said. Reign sighed and looked back at me. She gave me a questioning look and I shrugged my shoulders, not knowing what to say.

"Look, you can come to ours. But only for a little while, okay?" He nodded slowly. Reign turned on her heels and walked back towards the car. Brandon followed behind her, not looking in my direction. I caught up to Brandon and put my arm around his shoulder. 

"You know I'm going to find out what happened right?" I said. When he looked at me I gave him an innocent smirk and he tried to fight back the smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. 

"I guess." We got back to the car and I climbed in the front, Brandon climbed in the back. The ride home was quiet, no one said anything. 

Brandon's POV:

I sat in the back of Reign's nice car, trying to avoid the pain that was etched all through my face. I had the biggest headache ever and I couldn't even feel my lips.

*A while before...*

I walked out of my last class, excited that I was going over Reign's and Zayn's. It sure beat sitting at home and doing nothing. I walked down the hallway shuffling through some papers in a folder I had and ran into someone. I dropped my papers and they scrambled everywhere. I looked up and saw someone from the Rugby team staring down at me, with a pissed of twitch in his eye. I immediately felt myself shrink.

"I-I'm so, so, so-sorry." I said bending down and attempting to get my papers. When I bent down I felt the tip of this guys black converse striking me in the jaw. My head snapped in the other direction and I felt my whole body collapse out from under me. 

"Who do you think you are? HUH? RUNNING INTO SHANE!?" He pulled me up by the back of my shirt and pushed me into some lockers. His fist connected with my temple, some managing to do damage to my right eye. He hit me one more time and threw me back on the ground. "Don't let me see you again, you faggot." He said and stormed out of the empty hallway. I sat for a few seconds not able to see properly, the whole hallway was spinning. I had to get up though, Zayn and Reign were waiting for me. I forced myself into an upright position, and stumbled to my feet. Finding support from the lockers. I bent down and picked up all my papers and just stuffed them into my backpack, I would organize them later. I regained my composure and walked back out towards the parking lot and immediately saw two figures, taller then me standing in front of a sleek black car.

*Back to present time.*

"We're here." Reign said, getting out of the car. I got out of the car and grabbed my backpack. Reign waited for Zayn and I then walked towards her apartment. When we got in there and smaller woman was sitting on the couch watching TV. She turned and saw me and her eyes widened. 

"Who's this?" She asked concerned as she muted the television. 

"This is Brandon." Zayn said, as he stood behind me and put his hand on my shoulder, like a protective stance.

"What happened dear?" She said as she came up to me, inspecting my face.

"I fell." I said. Zayn tightened his grip on my shoulder and Reign rolled her eyes.

"You must've fallen hard." She said cupping my chin between her thumb and index finger, twisting my face in different directions. "Zayn, take him to the bathroom and fix him up will you?" She asked looking past me. He nodded. "Here let me take your backpack, and yours to Zayn." She said as she took our backpacks and put them in Zayn's room. Zayn led me to the bathroom and had me sit on the counter, by the sink. This was the first time Zayn and I were face to face. He reached in the cabined above me to get medicine for my face. I felt his body heat, and I took in his scent. He smelled like cologne, and a hint of smoke. And it smelled like cigarette smoke. I wonder.

"Do you smoke?" I asked as he fumbled with supplies above me. He pulled out a band-aid and some peroxide for the cut.

"Yeah." He said in a care free tone. "But my mom doesn't know." He said putting a q-tip inside the peroxide bottle. "Does that bother you?" He asked, as he applied some pressure to the cut on my lip with the q-tip. I winced in pain and Zayn put his free hand on my shoulder, pushing down so I wouldn't wiggle as much. He kept the pressure for a few seconds before stopping and tossing in a trash bin.

"No, it doesn't bother me." I said finally. He took the band-aid and put it where the cut was, his fingers lightly brushing my lips. I almost closed my eyes before I realized that if I did, I'm pretty sure I would give my secret away. 

"I have a question." He said as he put his hands on each side of the counter, kind of trapping me where we were. I swallowed a lump forming in my throat.

"Okay." I said, trying to sound cool.

"Are you hiding something from me?" He said, furrowing his eyebrows together making his forehead frown. 

"What do you mean?" I said.

"You probably think I don't notice some things, but I do Brandon." He said, his voice growing somewhat husky. I started getting nervous. "I see you steal glances at me Brandon, and then try and look away. Thinking I don't notice, but I do. I see the way that you blush when I come around." He said. I started getting really nervous.

"I do-don't know what your talking about." I said stuttering a little. I tried to look away from his eyes, but it's like he had me in a trance. I got lost in his honey brown orbs. Looking into them made me want to confess to his statements, but I couldn't. I couldn't. 

"Don't lie Brandon." He said, he was inching closer to me. I was frozen and lost. "Do you want me?" He asked, his lips about a inch away from mine. His breath on my lips made all saliva in my mouth in my mouth disappear. Nobody's ever close been this close to me, I've never even been kissed. I don't know what to do, so I think I'll just sit here. "Do you?" He asked again. My mouth fell agape, but no words came out. I was breathless and at a loss for words. He inched closer, and our lips touched. I felt like my stomach and my heart were about to explode. I closed my eyes and got lost in the heat of the moment. I kissed him back, not sure of what to do so I mimicked his motions. His hands moved from the counter to my thighs, he pulled me closer to him. 

"Zayn, can you hurry. I have to use the bathroom!" Reign cried banging on the door. Zayn pulled away from me and opened the door. I hopped of the counter and stood behind Zayn. "Thank you." She said and ushered us out of the room. When were outside of the bathroom I stood there not knowing what to do. Zayn took my hand and drug me into his bedroom before closing the door behind us and locking it. 

"What just happened.." I said, blushing like my face had been torched.

"I fulfilled your wishes, that's what." He said chuckling. This made me blush even harder. "On a serious note, I know that your well... gay. And I've kind of wondered what it would be like to be with another... guy." His words came out in a bunch, he was nervous. But no where near as nervous as I was. I had to sit down on his bed, so my knees wouldn't give way under me.

"This is just all... weird." I said looking straight ahead. He sat down next to me.

"How did you... know? That you were well, you know." He said, his eyes burning straight into me.

"I just, knew. I didn't find girls attractive. I found guys attractive and stuff." I said kind of scared to be talking about this with him.

"I don't want to scare you off Brandon, because I want you here as a friend." He said inching closer. "Don't be scared, if I do stuff like this sometimes..." He kissed me again, and wrapped one of his arms around my waist bringing us closer. I wasn't as taken a back this time, but I still didn't really do anything besides kiss him back. I just didn't feel right doing this. I broke the kiss and stood up.

"What? Why did y-"

"This doesn't feel right." I said not looking him in his eyes, just in case he felt hurt by what I said. "I li-um, I..."

"Like me." He said finishing my sentence and standing in front of me. I swallowed a lump and continued. I don't know where all this sudden bravery I was feeling came from, but I'm glad it came. 

"I don't want to just be your experiment. I don't want to lose you as a friend either, but I don't want to complicate things..." I said looking down. Zayn grabbed one of my hands and rubbed circles on the top of it with his thumb. His touch was so soft and sensitive. 

"I don't want you to be an experiment either. I never felt this way about a guy before. And these feelings aren't fake, there is something I'm feeling. I don't want to lose you, or to hurt you. But... I just want to see what this is like." He said looking me in my eyes.

"What about your friends? Your sister?" I asked.

"They don't have to know about us." He said leaning down and kissing me again. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and this time I reciprocated and wrapped my arms around his neck. The kiss grew more intense, but I pulled away once again, our foreheads were together.

"I thought you needed help." I said out of breath. He chuckled and leaned closer to me.

"I don't need help anymore, I found my answer." He kissed me again and at that moment, everything seemed to be perfect.

Author's note: I'm actually quite proud of this chapter. I was going to hold of on Zayn and Brandon for a while, but eh. Who cares. I hope your enjoying the story so far! Favorite, comment, and whatever else there is. Thanks loves!

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