Not the time

Zayn's mind reeled thinking about what Lorel said. Well that's what Mormon expected him to do with drive but all he did was hide it away from himself trying hard not to think about the content. As soon as the bell went off he was out the door he didn't mope around somewhere he didn't really wanna be in. He could see a big crowd forming somewhere in the parking lot and he wasn't too interested in joining until he heard some familiar voices inside it. Many of his peers had their phone held over others filming whatever it was.

"What's going on there?" He turned to ask Lorel who laughed at her phone as she was viewing it live from where she was standing.

"Aaron's car was egged on by Chantelle and his lil friends.

"This is why I have a private Chauffeur." Daniela says while walking to her security.

"Why?"

"Why else? Just cuz he could. He doesn't have a reason. Sometimes it be your own people sometimes. I don't get it, they both like balls, you know what I mean." Lorel chuckles as she motions for her driver. Even if he absolutely hated Aaron he still had a soft spot for him and this was a scene he was incapable of watching so he just had to swoop in. He shoved aside his fellow classmates and schoolmates to get to Aaron in the center of it all who stood by his trashed car on the phone with his parents Zayn assumes. He was somewhat teary eyed as he detailed through the phone what predicament he found himself in.

"Do you need a ride?" Zayn text him as not to draw too much attention. Aaron feels the buzz against his ear and brings his phone down to see whatever he was texted. His eyes found Zayn's and nodded. The ride was so quiet it was quite awkward. All could be heard is Aaron sniffling to himself.

This would be the first time Zayn was at Aaron's on his own and not brought here in a state. As soon as Aaron's feet hit the asphalt and gravel of his driveway he is sprinting to the door. He collapse on his couch with a sigh face down.

"Thank you." He said muffled by the cushions.

"No need it's just common courtesy."

"Ha, no it isn't." He raises his head out the cushions to scowl at the other boy. "You're the only one who would. Not even my ex would come to my rescue. Common Courtesy my ass." He says as he proceeds to pull off his shoes. "I'm really angry right now and frustrated. I've been having the worst day. I thought they let me be in control of my own narrative and still I face backlash for it. I can't win." His eyes fill with tears as he tries to control what was bursting through him. "I don't like it. None of the people who I thought would have my back just…" He turns to Zayn as the tears began to spill. "Why would you help me? You're supposed to hate me. I've been awful to you."

"I…" This was just asked by Lorel today. "I used to trust you and thought you were there for me and I was wrong but I don't have to be as bad of a person as you were to me." Aaron sobbed at that. It was all true he didn't deserve to feel any sympathy from Zayn. Aaron was more than teary eyed at this point and was on the brink of a breakdown and Zayn felt familiarity in the situation and felt like he saw this already and his body was moving on instinct. His hands wrapped themselves around Aaron who went stiff by the surprise contact. He blinked a few times before accepting the hug. Zayn's embrace felt so warm and welcoming he almost forgot what he was upset over.

Zayn didn't know why but his hands then found themselves holding Aaron's face and he felt like emotion was taking over and his head was clouded.

"Zayn what are you doing?"

"I don't even know." Zayn gulped at the thought of kissing Aaron as of now and now there was no way of getting rid of that thought because now it was mutual. Zayn's head leaned in while Aaron was still dazed in his eyes. Zayn's lips grazed against Aaron's and it was as if his mind went blank. His arms reached to wrap themselves around Zayn's neck. This was something he daydreamed about in his head but never thought of it happening in real life. He had to pull away and reevaluate what was happening.

"I don't understand." He stammers looking in Zayn's eyes. "Why are you doing this?" Zayn was a straight man right? This isn't right, it doesn't feel right. " Even if he felt something there as if Zayn had just an inkling of feelings for him it was bulldozed by the fact he knew Zayn was fully straight or at least the narrative he was painted.

He thought it was his eyes playing tricks on him but now he was thinking- Ain't no way Zayn Snipes liked him like that?! He hated him, just tolerated him because they were in the same spaces. No way, no way, no way. This was just happening because they got carried away.

"Zayn..." Aaron placed a palm on his chest pushing him away. "I don't understand." Aaron almost got teary eyed again. Was he playing with his feelings? Zayn on the other hand felt like he was about to hyperventilate after realizing his actions. His confession should have gone another way not like he had one planned but he idealized it happening in other circumstances.

"I-"

"Ok let's take a step back. I am hurting and I can't do this right now. I just need to make space. Please tell me you're joking right now. If you are, why?" Aaron glanced into his eyes which were equally as teary and he couldn't answer. He shook his head and Aaron sobbed and turned the other way. "Do you like me?! Any other day I'll just be overjoyed by the honesty but right now this is heavy. I- I don't know.... Why now?" Aaron licked his lips and squeezed his eyes once again. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I can't." Aaron got up from where they sat and ran off down the hallway in the direction of his room. "This wasn't the right time." He hears him say followed by the loud thud of his door.

He messed up, didn't he. He did really badly this time. His hands slid all over his face, rubbing away the tears that he now was shedding. No, not here, not the time. What if this is it. Where they no longer talk indefinitely even if Zayn had planned to make it that way today happened.

"Fuck." He says to himself as he shifts uncomfortably. His mind took over once again and he seemed to stare off blankly as tears slid down but he was absolutely going crazy on the inside. He didn't expect things to go like this. He expects to even kiss Aaron in this lifetime. It wasn't going to be the same. He couldn't pretend this didn't happen, they both couldn't. He had to pick himself up and get out of here. His legs carried him to the person he could always find sanctuary in; Daniela.

She warmly embraced him and wiped away those wet tears on his cheek. She didn't know what it was about but she could understand he just needed to be held right now. Both her legs and arms were wrapped around him letting him cry as long as he could. She could wait as long as she had to to hear him express himself which wasn't that long because as night fell his eyes rose to meet hers to signal he was ok enough to speak on it.

"You don't have to say anything if you feel that strongly about it, I understand." She whispers, passing a hand on his head.

"I need to share it." He sits up pulling his arms away from her. "If I don't it would all be on me. I don't want to think about him right now. It's not like I was rejected, it was just that I felt he wouldn't give me a chance. I don't want to go through that. I… I- … I like him. I really do. It pains me that he might not take my feelings seriously." She figured this was all about Aaron since the last time they talked he confessed about being into him but she didn't expect him to say anything really. "We kissed and it felt so great but it was too shocking." He leans back as he tips his head back trying to bring up his feelings he was trying to pass.

"It didn't go how I thought it would go but it didn't. I feel so empty." Sitting here listening to him rant about Aaron felt so polarizing. Imagine the person you are in love with coming to you to speak about the person they might just fall in love with? It sucks right?