(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?



10. Swig



***Zayn's POV***



I take a swig of the beer that Simmie gave me and watch intently as she reaches for something. I watch as her top lifts up slightly and I catch sight of what appears to be a broken rib. She notices and tugs her shirt down closer to her sweats. Girls in sweats, with no make-up on, beer and messy hair was just perfect. I shoot a glance over at Niall and hear him talking to Mollie about movies. My eyes are drawn to the gold photo frame that contains the picture that Simmie shouted at Mollie about; it was a photo of her and Mollie with a... guy inbetween. A wave of jealousy hits me and I pick at the label on my beer bottle; irritated  I noticed that Simmie was doing the same, sitting on the stool opposite me over the black marble breakfast bar. I see the colour rising to her cheeks slightly and I think back to the day I'd seen her on the tube. She was standing on the opposite side of the platform and I'd seen her after noticing Niall staring at the girl behind her. She was striking; but beautiful. Her hair complimented her dark eyes that held secrets I was dying to know. She was obviously going to work that day; her outift told me that. She didn't notice me that day, although I wish she had. When we saw her in Costa with Mollie, it filled me with joy. I had never felt this way about anyone before. I swiped the chance when I payed Mollie; she didn't seem that interested in me. Or the other boys for that matter. I didn't care though; she was too beautiful to let go of so easy. I wasn't going to give up. When she smiled her whole face lit up and so did the ping in my stomach. It was difficult to explain how when I saw her that day... everything just... slowed down. It was almost magical. Sappy, I know. But she made me feel that way. I had no idea how to tell her though. She had such a tough demeanor but I could see straight through it, to the sensitive and loving girl beneath. I loved watching her. Just the way she moved and handled herself. It was so... confident. She was comfortable with herself and she should be. She was obviously extremely close to Mollie and I could see the way Niall was looking at her now. It was my idea to come over when we went back to Costa. Niall was against it at first; appearing nervous. I told him not to worry and we walked quickly to the flower shop. He changed and put on a ridiculous british accent as we got into the elevator in their apartment block. At first, I was extremely nervous. Doubt swimmed through my mind. What if she didn't want to see me? I mean, we had been texting all day but... I held the flowers up infront my face. Partly to hide my identity but to also hide my nerves and embarrasment. I had never been this worked up over any one before. When Mollie answered the door, I was slightly dissapointed. Maybe she wasn't home? But when I heard her voice, it sootherd over me and I held my breath to stop myself from running in there. Simmie's voice brings me out of my thoughts as she stands up from the bar stool.
"Shot?" She asks, heading to the fridge. I snap back to reality and smile impishly at her.
"Sure," I reply and she nods, smiling a little before taking the shots from the fridge. Her eyes twinkle in the light as she gets two shot glasses and places them on the counter in front of me. I watch as she concentrares; pouring the liquid into the cups with precision. 

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