Zayn's POV

"Actually..." I begin as I slam the door of the fridge closed with a big thud. "I don't really want anything to do with you anymore, Alex. How many times do I need to tell you that?" I say, trying to keep calm. I'm very close to yelling. I hear Alex sigh through the phone.

The lad I used to call my boyfriend keeps on calling me and it's driving me insane. I had met him a while ago around the time Harry and Louis had settled back into their home and all the problems with Jack were over. He seemed like a decent guy, but he's not at all. He is a total control freak and he wouldn't let me make my own choices. Also, when I told him about Jack, he seemed to already know the guy. Or he had some connections with his brother, I don't know. I never really asked any further about it. I know I should have, but I was scared for the outcome. Then when I broke up with him, I thought all of it was over and everything that had to do with Jack was gone. I should've known better... Because Alex is back in my life, stalking me.

"I know, Zayn. And the way I've treated you was so wrong, but I need you to forgive me" Alex begs. His voice is soft from the other end of the line and I almost feel sorry for him, but I can't let him get back to me. "I need to warn you, Zayn. You have to listen-"

"I don't have to do anything" I cut him off. "I want you to leave me alone. I want you out of my life, Alex. We're done" I know my words are hurting him, but I just don't trust him. I don't even want to wait for his answer, so I just end the phone call and I turn off my phone. Just in case.

I grab a hold of the beers I got before Alex called me and walk back to my living room. "Why aren't you lads hanging out with Harry and Louis today?" I ask as I hand both Niall and Liam a beer. "Not that I don't want you guys to be here" I add once I see the hurt looks on their faces. "It's just... You mostly spend your Friday afternoons over at their place, you know" I bite the inside of my cheek. This just came out totally opposite from how I meant to say it.

Liam chuckles and takes a sip of his beer. "Louis has some sort of football match today and Harry went with him for support, I don't know" I watch how Niall shrugs just as well as Liam. Both do not really seem to care.

"You mean the football match of which poster are hanging all around town? And which is all over the news? A.k.a. the biggest football match of this city?" I ask, shock and disbelieve mix with my voice.

"I guess so" Liam answers, shrugging again. How can he not care? It's the most important thing around here. People have been waiting for this for months!

"And we're not invited to go watch?" I ask again with even more disbelieve.

"Seems like it" Niall answers this time. Both of them just don't seem to mind. "We can just watch it on television, though"

He's right, I know. But I wish Harry and Louis or at least one of them would've had told me. I understand they want time together and Louis had never really been one to brag, but I thought I was closer to them than this. I'm probably just over reacting and there must be a good reason. I'm just a little, I don't know... hurt to find out this way.

I should just shrug it off and enjoy my beer with the other lads. Liam has already turned on my TV and I watch how this commentator is talking us into the game.

Harry's POV

It only seems a minute ago that I awoke by a too cheerful Louis jumping on the bed, shaking me out of my dreams. He was already dressed and ready for his big day. I couldn't help but admire the way he looked in the football shorts. And the headband which was keeping the hair out of his face, caught me literally off guard. How could one look so good? We woke Noah and dressed him in one of Louis' spare football shirts. It was way too big on him, but he looked absolutely adorable.

After breakfast, I followed the two men I love most to our car and we got in. Noah in his baby-seat and Louis next to me. Louis was so nervous throughout the whole drive to the stadium, but I did not blame him. I comforted him as best as I could and told him I was sure he would do amazing.

And now here we are, waiting at the side of the field to when the match officially begins.

With Noah in my arms, I watch how Louis is observing the happening in front of him.

"Hey" I say, my voice coming out in a whisper. Louis turns around to face me. "You'll be fine, I'm sure. We're here to support you" I wave Noah's little hand and he start giggling. "Whatever happens, I am so incredibly proud of you, Lou. Hold on to that" Louis' eyes soften and he takes a step closer to me. I feel my heart skip a beat and my body heats up only due the sight of his eyes crinkling. He's so beautiful when he smiles.

"Thanks" Louis mutters. "I will. I love you."

"I love you" I say in return. Louis' cold lips connect with mine and I am already craving more. I know I can't right now, but I am not letting him walk around in those shorts without me taking advantage of it. I will just do that later. Louis pulls away before our kiss gets too heated and I kiss his nose quickly just to end our moment.

"I should go warm up with the other lads" Louis points over to his teammates. They are all running down the field and doing moves I don't understand. They call that warming up?

"Alright" I say. "Remember, I believe in you."

Louis leans in to cuddle Noah. "Thanks" I watch the puff of hot air from his mouth dissolve into the afternoon dew. The weather is kind of bailing on us today, but I guess it's fine for Louis considering he'll be very warm and sweaty during the match.

"Have fun!" I yell after him before he disappears into the mass of other people on the field.

Zayn's POV

"Did I miss anything?" Liam asks as he hurries his way back to the couch after he went for a wee. He's trying to get his zipper of his jeans closed and I giggle quietly. I shake my head no as in answer to his previous question once he sits back down. Me and Liam are still watching the match. Niall had to leave for work. He said his boss needed help delivering pizza, because there were too many orders to do it alone. So now it's just us. Louis has scored twice and it seems like they are winning. I was never really into football, but now that Louis is playing, I kind of like it. "He's good, huh?" Liam asks when Louis' face flashes by on the tv-screen.

"Yeah, I never knew he was into all this"

"Harry said it's kind of Louis' thing. He used to play football a lot, too, back in England. I don't know. I'm happy he's found something fun to do here and that he's happy" Liam takes a sip of his beer. I think this is his third bottle.

"Me too" I say truthfully.

We both stay quiet for a while. It's not an awkward silence. Just us watching TV and not really knowing what to talk about. It's been kind of awkward in the beginning when Niall and Liam started dating, whilst me and Liam also have a history. Though we all manage to be just fine now. Or that's what I think.

"You're happy too, right?" Liam suddenly asks. I turn to the side a little to face him properly. His eyes hold a quite an concerned look and it somehow makes me feel loved and warm inside. He cares and it feels just nice to have somebody caring. I haven't felt like that in a while.

"Yeah" I answers. I'm not really sure what to say or how to act. I don't even really know what he is meaning to say. I am happy, yes. In general. But something is telling me that he is referring to something more specifically.

"But I mean..." he takes a breath. Yep, definitely referring to something more specifically. "You're okay with everything, right?" I watch Liam take yet another sip of his beer. His eyes met mine again and looks like he's waiting. Obviously for me to answer him.

"Ye..-yeah" I stutter, again not sure what to say. Honestly I am still thinking about it. Am I really happy and okay with everything? And what exactly is 'everything'? "I mean, lots of things have happened" I begin slowly. Visions of Gloria and the scared look on Harry's face when he saw Jack, flash through my mind. "But I'm fine. I've got you lads and Noah. So... Yeah, I'm good"

"Good" Liam says, he nods his head almost invisibly and then his eyes travel back to the television slowly. I think I should just drop it and let it be. I have no idea what Liam was meaning to get out of this or what he was referring to. I am okay with him and Niall being together if that's what he meant. They seem happy and I mean, I had Alex a while back too. It's all good. Though, Alex still worries me. Maybe I should tell someone...

Harry's POV

Only thirty seconds left before the game ends. It's four-one for Louis' team. Louis is playing so well! He's scored twice already. Noah has done nothing but laugh and giggle ever since the match started. I thought the big arena and the big amount of people cheering would scare him, but he's just so happy. Louis would stop by to where we are standing every now and then and give both of us a big, sweaty kiss.

People are starting to get all nervous, now that the remained seconds are passing by. Fast. Although Louis' team has already won, the excitement here is insane. Louis is near the goal, the ball at his feet, only ten seconds left and he kicks. My eyes follow the ball and just when I think this can not get any better, Louis scores again!

Everyone starts screaming and not very much later the whistle is heard and the game is over. Louis has smashed it! I run up to him with Noah bumping up and down in my arms. The smile on Louis' face grows immediaty once he sees me and he embraces me and our son in he biggest, sweatiest hug ever. I kiss his face all over. "I can not explain how proud I am of you, Lou!" I breathe out. Noah giggles and squeezes Louis' face.

"This felt so good" Louis says. "I'm so happy I did this. I have missed this" I just smile at him. I know the feeling. He needed to do this.

"C'mon" I say as I pull him with me by his arm. I see Louis open his mouth to protest, but I cut him off. "You can shower at home. I just need you near me right now"

A/N: So sorry for not updating in aageees! There's nothing more really... I'm just sorry! Haha