"GOOOAAAAALLLLLLLLL!" I yelled standing up starting to shuffle. "you are a cheater." Niall said pouting. Throwing his controller at Louis while I handed mine to Zayn. "no I'm just better at the game than you are." I said give him a smile. He just crossed his arms and pouted.  "awww is wittle Niall just gonna pout." I said giving fake sympathy. "maybe." he said giving me the puppy eyes. "well have fun with that!" I said turning back to watch Zayn's and Louis's game. "heyyy! You are suppose to make me feel better!" Niall yelled. "what do you mean by make you feel better?" I said trying to contain my laugh. "yeah Niall what do you mean by make you feel better." Harry said winking at him. "oh. Oh boy! No that's not I mean!" Niall said embarrassed. "I would hope you didn't mean it in that way." Zayn said not looking away from the screen. Why would it matter to him he has Perrie right? Wait Morgan forget about it. Remember just make the best of it.  "I think I know a way to make you feel better Niall." I said giving him a sweet smile.  "does it relate to food." he asked with joy in his eyes. "nope." I replied. I walked over to the couch he sat on and got down on his level. I looked him in the eyes and looked at his lips. I bit my lower lip, I leaned in and kissed him. At first he didn't do anything then he started kissing back. I pulled back and saw he was blushing. "better?" I giggled. He just nodded. I turned around to see Zayn's eyes on me. Oh shit. In eyes had the look of betrayal and anger. "Morgan can I talk to you alone for a second." he tried to say calmly. "yeah." he walked over to me and dragged me to his room. He shut the door behind him, he looked back at him. I sat on the bed as he paced in front of me. "how could you do this?!" he yelled-whispered. "what are you talking about?" I asked playing dumb. "don't play dumb. Why did you kiss Niall in front of me?!" he said with anger. "because I was informed you were talking to someone." I snapped. "I called and told her I couldn't talk to her because I had you back in my life." he yelled. Oh now I feel like a bad guy. I laid back on the bed.  "fuck." I said semi-loud. "Morgan. I liked you before you left and now that you are here now I still have those feelings." he said sitting next to me. I looked at him. "you l-l-l-like me?" I stuttered. He chuckled and stroked my cheek.  "of course I do."