A/N: Hope you'll like it dear. Sorry for not updating for so long. Love ya!!! Don't read it if you don't like boyxboy story btw!

Zayn and I were goofing around while the boys were gone. We talked about bullshit, but yeah, admit it, I enjoy spending time with Zayn. I was totally into him at times. I just loved the way he flirted me, ran his hands into my hair when he did it to entertain the fans. Problem was, there was no fans at that moment. I just blushed at his lovely gesture. When I didn’t say anything when he did something awkward in front of hundreds of people, you can say that I was to shy for those bromance thing. But now, when he did it mainly in front of no one, I think that I blushed mainly because that I was with the most seductive guy in town, Zayn Malik.

“What are you-? Are you- shivering?” Zayn suddenly asked as I let out a small whimper at his gently strong touch.

“I-erm- how can I not be when you suddenly change your attitude like that? We were talking about girls when you.. touched me?” I rolled my eyes. Ok this began to sound gay.

“Oh now I can’t touch you? What about when we were onstage?” Zayn smirked winking at me as if he was used to it.

“That was- it was different, ok? It’s- bromance.” I stuttered blinking my eyes rapidly.

“Oh that’s sad. I want to make some bromance right here and right now.” Zayn blinked at me seductively.

Again, I whimpered slightly and licked my lips dryly. “How?”

“By kissing you” Zayn replied plainly still not breaking the eye contact.

As he leaned on and curved his upper lips, I curled my body uncomfortably. I could feel blood streamed down my pants as I gulped worriedly. I mean we did everything onstage, but that was just for the show. And there wasn’t any show now, so what was it for?

I opened my eyes to gain consciousness. That was not the first kiss, but that was one official kiss with the one I loved. He might not know, but I loved him more than anything.

“Wait,” I pushed him away, “I have one last question”

“Spit it out” Zayn commanded.

“I want to know- will you ever regret it? I mean… making this move? That you may actually liplock with me in a few minutes.”

I didn’t know what I asked. I didn’t know what went throught my mind. All that seemed to matter was that I wanted to know if this was soem kind of joke to him. If he would feel disgusting after this.

“No” he looked straight into my eyes and answered non-reluctantly. That was when I felt his lips pressed on mine. He kissed me and licked my dry lips passionately as if he wanted to swallow it into his throat. I let out a moan and he took that as an invitation and plucked his tongue into my mouth. I couldn’t help but make that into a mixture of sound between whimper and pleasure.

Thinking aback, that was probably the first time I asked him that question.

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“Wow unbelievable huh?” I muttered in disbelief as we walked to my car after leaving the interview.

Zayn looked at me curiously. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, Louis and Harry. I can’t believe they came out of the closet. I can’t believe Larry is real.”

“You just noticed. I’m aware of this since the first rumour about Larry.” Zayn said nonchalantly.

“What? You knew it all along?” I widened my eyes. How comes I never saw it? “And you didn’t tell me?”

“Why must you know?” Zayn lit up his cigarette.

I frowned. ”No smoking in the car please.” 

He instantly put it out and smirked. “Sorry. Forgot that it was poisonous to my crush.”

“What?” I dropped my jaws and blushed heavily.

To my surprise, Zayn was having the same problem hiding his scarlett face.

“You’re my crush. Do you want to come out of the closet with me?” There he goes that devil cute face.

“We haven’t even started.” I reminded him and he laughed his ass off.

“Then let’s start now, shall we?” He winked.

“Do you mean it?” I didn’t know when it had started to get serious.

“Yeah.” He replied brushing my hair. “Be mine?”

“Will you ever regret it?” I asked him. Again, I hoped for the same answer. I wanted to know if it was a joke. It couldn’t be a joke.

Zayn widened his eyes and looked at me curiously. Then he finally grinned mischieviously. “NEVER!”

He laid me down the seat and kissed me passionately. He was a beast, wasn’t him? He stole my heart and kept it for himself. And I regret nothing.

I fell in deep love with my best friend that night.

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He stood there looking at me nonchalantly. Tears were streaming down my face. Two years in love. I knew for sure we belonged with each other. I never expected we would be apart someday. I wanted to end up like Harry and Louis. But no. Zayn just had to leave, breaking the moment.

“You mean it Zayn? You want to break up with me?” I asked again with my cracked voice. I tried to be tough, but I couldn’t hide my sorrow.

Zayn looked down and remained silent.

I closed my eyes. So I guessed that was his answer. “Just great.” I muttered.

“Is it because Perrie?”

“No it had nothing to do with her?” Zayn snapped. He finally spoke… to protect a girl. It was killing me alive.

I gulped. “So is it me?”

Again, he kept silent and shook his head slightly.

“It hurts me.” I informed as he didn’t reply. He was tired. His eyes were all red. It suddenly dawned on me: He cried.

“Will you ever regret it?” Everytime I said this means I approved of something. And this time wasn’t any different. But deep down inside of me, I knew that I could never get over him. The love, the lust we shared, nothing could break.

He jerked up and widened his eyes in sorrow. He was afraid I would approve. And I did. I didn’t want him to suffer it anymore. The best way was to do the thing he asked me to: Break up.

He hesitantly nodded. “No.” I closed my eyes completely. All of my hope suddenly went away somehow. All I could see, wanted to see, was black.

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It is my wedding day. We’ve been fighting, but we finally reached the decision. I will marry the one who always stand by my side. Danielle. She’s the girl for me, though I know I can never let go of his image on me.

The guests are all jumping for joy as I finally make the right decision once. The boys are gathering in my dressing room looking as happy as never.

“Phewww Payne finally marry.” Louis wipes his forehead and tease me as Harry chuckles at his sentence. He always does.

“What do you want badass?” I curse. I swear Louis would knock me down on the floor and tickle me if it wasn’t my wedding.

“Guys.” Niall grabs Harry’s clothes and pulls it slightly. “I’m hungry. Can we get out for some food right now?”

We all burst out laughing. “OK you guys go ahead. I’ll stay here with him.” Zayn waves his hands at the three lovely people leaving the room.

Then he turns back at me and I catch sight of the lovely orbs that once caught me off-guarded. “You must treat her right, ok? She’s a really kind girl.” He pushes out his hands. The ache in my heart is knocking me down on my feet again. Everytime.

As he makes his way out of the door, I mutters under my breath. “Will you ever regret it?”

All of the sudden, Zayn stops and smiles at me gently. “You know the answer.”

I still remain eye contact with him. He knows I want a proper answer.

“No, Liam. Take care.” He looks down and walks away. The door slams shut. Our love is officially over.

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It’s been 10 years since I last met him. He died on accident on our wedding day. I have 1 kid with Danielle, and I named him Zayn Payne as a remembrance of our friendship. Deep down I know, he is the reminder of how much I loved Zayn back then. And how much I still do.

“What are you thinking Liam?” Niall asks. He’s the only one I keep in touch among the boys. I heard that Louis and Harry moves to somewhere in Paris, or Egypt, or Mars. I haven’t heard from them.

“Y’know, just relaxing. Think about Zayn.” I replies simply. Niall doesn’t say anything.

“Do you think he’s- I mean - Will he ever regret it?” I whisper.

For a second, Niall doesn’t know what to say. “You know his answer. By answering ‘No’, he kissed you, stole you heart, crushed it and kept it as his.”

“Yeah.” I smile.

At that moment, an angel came in and grab my neck. “PAPA!”

“Zayn. Where have you been all day? Where’s your mother?” I pick him up and slightly tickle his stomach. Yeah Zayn is here. “Will you excuse me for a moment?”

I ask Niall and hold little Zayn tightly to the kitchen, leaving Niall mumbling to himself. “Yeah Liam. By answering ‘No’, he twice brought you happiness…”