(Niall and Zayn)
When bestfriends Simran & Mollie meet two boys on the tube, will something more become of it? Or will heartbreak be the only thing left?


Will their past change the future? Will their future affect the present?



82. Coming back to Mollie

***Niall's POV***

"Are we nearly home yet?" I annoy Zayn as we bundle into the car. We're going to Zayn's because that's where the girls are.
"Nearly, just pulling in now." Zayn chuckles before putting the hand break on.
"Mollie!" I say, coming barrelling through the front door, Zayn in my tow. Finding my way to the kitchen, I see they've just got up and mentally scold myself for being so loud.
"Hey honey." Simmie smiles at Zayn. After the twins were born, Simmie pushed Zayn out for the last leg of our tour; she felt so guilty for keeping him from his life and she even said so.
Mollie has her back to me and I revel in the way she's wearing my favourite hoodie. Smiling slightly at the magazine clutched against Simmie's chest, I guess she's bribing Mollie.

Walking up behind her, I realise she hasn't noticed me yet. She quickly leaps and snatches the magazine from Simmie and her face falls. She pleads with her eyes to Zayn as he comes around to her.
"Mollie." I rasp at her, my hand resting on my shoulder. She spins around and shoves the magazine at me, falling helplessly to the ground. I can see angry tears well in her eyes before she runs out the house, baby bump and all.

"You bastard!" Simmie launches at me as the door slams, wincing at it.
"How could you?!" She screams, arms flailing. If it wasn't for Zayn anchoring her to him with his arms about her waist, I'm pretty sure she would have hit me by now.
"Baby, what happened?" Zayn whispers softly.
"Your best friend cheated on his wife and it ENDED UP ON THE FRONT PAGE!" She screams. Looking up from the floor, I see the stress and worry written on her face. Her dishevelled look was enough to know she didn't need this. The twins choose that moment to crawl into the kitchen. Distracted for a moment, Simmie picks them up and hands Nikhil to Zayn while I pick the balled up paper on the floor.

Unravelling it, I see the glossy full page image and feel the blood rush from my face.


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