Sneha laughed silently, wiping stray tears from her eyes. "Douche" she whispered, feet leading her towards the flat she was sharing with Priyanka and Zayn for the summer. Despite he offhandedness, and her anger she knew she needed to get to Priyanka before she broke down. The thought of Zayn didn't even make her hesitate; he was as good as her brother. She was certain the two of them would get married and then he'd be her adoptive brother-in-law for real.
With shaky hands, she unlocked the door. Silently, she stood in the doorway, watching the two figures on the couch. They even looked made for each other, two brown with crazy hair, one with his quiffed and the girl with bright red tips. Perhaps the two quietest yet most loud and insane brown friends she had. The two strangest people she knew, and they were perfect for each other. Literally two halves of a whole, they were the same person. Priyanka sat, huddled in Zayn's arms, watching old episodes of Doctor Who. Zayn was seemingly uninterested and although he kept sneaking looks at the TV, he continued to play with her hair. As much as she knew that Priyanka hated it when people touched her hair, there she sat. She marveled at the sheer amount of affection and comfort that flowed from them. Neither bothered to change for the other, because they already made each other so happy.
Unbidden, tears cascaded down her cheeks. She stifled a sob, but Priyanka turned her head. In an instant Sneha was on the couch, Priyanka rocking her, whispering soothing things in her ear while Zayn stroked her hair, trying to calm her down.
"He's an ass." Sneha said, trying to breathe normally. Almost automatically, Zayn was on his feet, agitated. "What did that bastard do to you? I swear. I told you Sneezy. You should've listened." Sneha tugged gently at his hand, pulling him back down and burying herself in his embrace. "I know. I'm sorry. You're my favorite Z." she whispered. Zayn chuckled. "Don't let the other lads hear you say that."
"You okay love?" Priyanka asked agin.
"He was a flirt okay? Like worse than Harry. Happy? He cheated on me. He's a douche. There's the fucking window. What else is new in my life?" Sneha snapped, before falling silent. "I just want what you have with Zayn." Priyanka laughed a little before hugging Sneha. "Have a little faith babe. You still have your favorite wingman, along with five new additions. I'll find you someone." Sneha laughed. Thanks. Its just, you two are so -----
"Hey babes!" Liam said, walking into the flat. "I need my Ziam time." Sneha hastily tried to wipe away her tears, she hated it when people saw her cry, but Liam noticed anyway. He rushed over to her, "Whats wrong darling?" he whispered anxiously. "Talk to me love." He looked over at Zayn, who was giving him an encouraging look and then at Priyanka, who gave him a sad smile. "Take her outside." she mouthed. He nodded hesitantly, gathering Sneha in his arms and leading her to the bench out back.
He sat there, to worried to speak, only hugging Sneha to his chest and letting her think. "What is it?" Sneha didn't answer, only holding onto Liam. After several minutes she started to speak. "I don't get it LiLi. What did I do wrong? I just want love? Is that so much to ask? For one I just want to be with a nice guy who actually loves me. Not some random flirt who just enjoys messing with my head. Even Priyanka has Zayn. Hell, even Harry can get himself a decent girl and then have the dignity to not cheat on her. Maybe there's just something wrong with --
"Don't you dare finish that sentence" Liam cut her off. "You are the most perfect girl in the world. You're absolutely brilliant, so wonderful, so beautiful, so talented and so very strong. You're intelligent and you're absolutely mad. Sneha you're radiant. Oh my beautiful idiot, you've got it all wrong. Stop wasting your time with people like him. They don't deserve you. Don't you see? I love you." He finished, tears sparkling in his eyes. He knelt down in front of her, looking into her eyes, pleading with her. "Let me love you." He murmured. "Let me take care of you princess. Please"
Sneha nodded weakly, falling into Liam's open arms. He kissed her forehead as he stroked her hair.
"Forever." He whispered. "I promise."