Zayn slowly pulled away afterwards, and smiled. "Come on, we better get inside before we get a cold." He laced his fingers back with Henry's and picked up his shoes and socks that he had taken off earlier. They made their way back to the hotel and up to the room. Zayn paused outside the door, and peeked in. Niall was there, lying on the bed. He groaned, and leaned against the wall outside the room. "I wish he was with one of the guys so we could be alone." "Um, Hen? Could we just pretend we're just friends for a bit longer?" Zayn bit his lip. "It's just that Niall can be a bit of a big mouth sometimes, and this is something I would rather keep to myself, at least just for now. Can we do that?" He glanced up at Henry through his lashes.