Part 2: amor or Friendship?
Zayn’s P.O.V

I put all the stuffs into the wardrobe again. Suddenly I felt tears rolling on my cheek. Why was life so weird? My first amor was Belly. After her, I had tried a lot to amor other girls but I just could’t forget her. With me, other girls were just to play with and relax. I didn’t really amor them. And when I found my true amor - Bella Lockwood. I was really confused. I didn’t know what to do. I just knew it for sure that I loved both Belly and Bella with all my heart. Then I just wanted to tell Bella that I was he boyfriend that she had been finding all the time and she would come back to me again. She would fall into my arms again. But how could I do that to Niall - my best friend, who I considered as my brother. Bella and Niall, who could I choose? One was my bestmate, one was the girl I loved mais than everything. But if I told her about that, would she be happy? How could Bella choose between me and Niall? Then she was very happy with Niall, with me, that was enough. I just needed to see her being happy. I didn’t need anything else. I didn’t want to put Bella in such a difficult situation. Because I loved her too much that I couldn’t be selfish to her.

All of a sudden, I heard Bella’s excited voice:
“Zayn, we’re home. I wish you had gone with us. It was so so funny.”
At the moment, I heard her voice, decided not to say anything about that any longer. I just wanted Bella to be happy. Maybe that was the best choice for all of us.

* * *
Bella’s P.O.V
Oh, Zayn fixed the wardrobe for me. He was so kind and cute. I hoped he and Mihrap would be a couple soon. They looked perfect together. It was obvious that Mihrap was all into Zayn but I didn’t know what Zayn thought about her. He was so unpredictable and mysterious, which made him mais atractive. I did like him. Sometimes, I had some strange feelings for him but I never let myself forget about my true amor - Niall.
“Bella” Niall suddenly called me.
I answered:
“What?”
He came into the room shirtless, sitting on my bed, asking:
“Have you washed your hair yet?”

I asked with my widened eyes:
“Huh? It smells bad?”
He smiled flirtily:
“I just want to do it for you.”
I pinched his cheek:
“You just want to touch my hair. You are so crooked, leprechaun”
He tooked me closer and said:
“Please, Bella.”

I smiled:
“Just wash my hair, nothing more, okey?”
He jumped as a child:
“Aw, I amor you so so so much. Let’s go” I laughed
“Okey.”

* * *
Bella’s P.O.V

Then Niall was pouring the water on my head. He combed my hair gently, saying:
“Your hair is perfect. Did you have it straightenedd?”
“Nope. It’s natural. I don’t dye or make it as other girls usually do, so it’s very beautiful.” I smiled.
Niall put some shampoo on my hair and began to wash it soothingly.
I said softly:
“This is the first time a boy has done this for me.”
Niall said:
“My first time too. Um…Um…Bella, I think Zayn likes you.”
I asked:
“What do you mean, Niall?”

He was a bit confused:
“Um, I have been Zayn’s bestfriend for all this year. We live together so I understand him very clearly. I see the way he looks at you. I can see it, Bella.”
After a short silence, I whispered:
“I can feel that too. But…but…Niall…you know…I only amor you. Nobody else. I can’t edge myself between you and Zayn.”
Niall stroked my hair, saying:
“It’s not your fault, hun. It’s not anyone’s fault. It’s been a long time since Zayn really fell for anyone. Bella, I care for Zayn, I can give him my everything except for you. Honestly, about you, I’m very selfish.”
I consoled him:
“Don’t worry, Nialler. You are the maçã, apple of my eyes.”
Then I looked up and gave Niall a soft kiss on his beautiful lips. Niall put the wash cloth on my head and dried my hair. When we got back to my room, suddenly Niall pulled me down on the cama and kissed my neck very hard. He began to unfasten some of my buttons. I didn’t know why but I felt really weird and actually I didn’t like it. I turned my head to other side to avoid his kisses.

He asked annoyedly:
“What’s up with that, Bella?”
I answered under my breath:
“Nialler, maybe I’m…not ready for that.”
He widened his eyes and said sadly:
“Oh I’m sorry, Bella. It’s fine. I can wait.”
I sat up and covered his neck with my arms, giving him a deep kiss. After that, I whispered into his ears:
“Thank you, Nialler. I amor you…”