LOUIS'S P.O.V.

"DAISY STOP RUNNING! THERE ARE BROWNIES IN THE OVEN!" Harry yelled up the stairs at one of the girls.

He had his shirt off. He was just in a pair of sweats. I was admiring all of his tattoos. Knowing him he got them when he was 15. He looked so huggable. He was slouching so I saw my opportunity to snuggle up on his shoulder since I was shorter.

I walked up to him, wrapped my arms around his waist and put my head on his shoulder. We started rocking back and forth. I put my lips by his ear.

"Haz you know that I love you to death right?" I whispered in his ear. He grinned and then turned his head and looked at me.

"Yeah I know that Lou." He said. I knew he didn't know what I really meant. I meant that I loved him as a husband should love his wife. He thought I meant that I loved him as a friend. I leaned even closer and I saw his eyes slowly shut.

"And you know that was Phoebe running up the stairs?" I told him backing up. His eyes shot open.

"Oh yeah, totally but I decided to call her Daisy." He said in a sarcastic voice. I loved Harry's sarcastic voice. Actually I loved everything about Har- ugh I'm doing it again.

"Well then!" I said putting my hands up in the air as if I was going to be arrested. He smiled and then he dropped it. He looked around and bit his cheek, like he does when he is in a awkward situation

"Oh yeah and you have a box of cookie mix in your cabinet so I think that I am going to um... make it if you want, along with the brownies." He said. I don't know why he was acting so weird.

"Yeah of course, the girls will love some cooki-" I was saying until a knock at the door interrupted me. I got up, left Harry, and went to go answers it.

I opened the door to stand face to face with Zayn. He had his detective- like face on. The first thing I thought of was Niall and how he might have told him.

"Hey Zayn!" I said trying to shut the door as much as I could so he couldn't see inside and maybe see Harry.

"Niall told me that you have a crush. He didn't tell me who but I intend to find out." He snapped at me said with a serious voice. Well, shit

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" I mumbled. I didn't exactly want him to hear me. But of course, just my luck, he did.

"What the fuck did you say?!" He snapped. I don't know why he was so pissed.

"Look Zayn, I know you're only trying to look out for me and let's just say I did have a crush on someone, I know you wanna see if this bo- I mean girl is right for me but you don't have to" I told him. Zayn has always had a big brother kind of instinct over me. He is always there.

"Louis, I know, but I just wanna make sure you don't get hurt." He told me. Little did he know that I was already hurt to the max by Harry.

" I swear that it is going to be ok." I told him.

"Well is she at least here? I wanna meet her. Maybe her and Perrie could be friends." He told me. I hate how he assumes its a "her".

"Well no "she's" not here right no-" I was saying until someone yelled from inside.

"Hey baby, where do you keep the flour?" I heard Harry's deep voice yelled from inside.

"Umm...not here?" Zayn asked me in a extremely confused voice. I'm guessing he didn't know what to think considering that he just heard a guy call me "baby"

"No Zayn that's just a frien-" I was saying when I got interrupted once again by Harry.

"Babe!!! Where's the flour?" He said in a whinning voice making him sound like a 4 year old. He opened the door slowly peaking his head out.

"Its in the top cabinet next to the refrigerator, but just use the one in the freezer." I told him sighing.

"Ok, thanks Boo! And may I ask, Who's this?" He's said pointing towards Zayn.

"Haz, this is Zayn, one of my friends here in Doncaster. Zayn, this is Harry, he was and (I got to say) is my best friend." I said pointing at the right person when I introduced them. Zayn lifted up his eyebrown at all th pet names. He was obviously confused about all this.

"Nice to meet you Zayn! And Louis? I need to know if these sweats look good on me. I need to go to the store because you don't have enough eggs so I'm thinking I can just walk to the store down the street." He told me doing a slow little 360 so I can get a whole view of him. Of course he would ask me that, I am probably the only one he is comfortable with enough to ask that.

"Of course you do. Especially your ass." I told him winking mumbling the last part.

"And my hair?" He asked me flipping one of his curls to the right side of his head.

"Amazing. But I would consider wearing a jacket, or at least a shirt." I stated. Reminding him he wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Ok thanks Lou!" He said and then ran to go grab one of my shirts and then started running down the street.

"The store is the other way!" I yelled at him. He turned around and started running the other way.

"I knew that!" He yelled when he passed the house. We just stood there watching him until he disappeared. It was silent till Zayn spoke up.

"WHAT?!?" he said in a high pitched scream.

"Holy shit Zayn! What about what?" I asked him rubbing my ear.

"You say your just friends but friends do just call eachother "babe" and "baby" and all the couple pet names! You cant just do that!" He yelled me.

"I swear Zayn, we were doing all that WAY before you and Niall moved into town! Ask anyone! They'll tell you!" I yelled back at him. We stayed silent once again till he spoke up.

"So that's him, huh?" He asked. Looking in the direction of where Harry ran. I honestly had no clue what he was talking about.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"You know, nice ass, his hair he's the guy huh?" He said proud of himself for figuring it out. If only I could figure out what he figured out. He saw my confused look and added to it.

"Come on Lou! He's the one who is in your dreams. He's the one who you haven't seen in 4 years. And he's the babysitter? Oh wow Lou. I thought you were a homophobic?" He said pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I am Zayn and I'm not gay but, there's something about him. I just, ugh I don't know Zayn..." I told him. I really didn't know. I was confused.

"Well mate, sounds like you're a pansexual." He told me. I didn't really get what he was saying.

"A pan what a what?" I asked him.

"A pansexual. It's when you love someone for who they are, regardless of their gender." He told me. I guess I could be my case.

I can't believe it.

I'm Pansexual.

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Notes

HEY GUYS! I am in a really good mood because my "friend" (basically boyfriend) kissed me! We are not even going out! But that doesn't matter! I hope you guys liked the update. Stay Beautiful-Ali<3