Enna Sona [Ziam]

Twenty Three

Zayn can't sleep. He has been staring at the ceiling for the past thirty minutes now. His back is aching and he really wants to change the position and turn to his right but that would mean looking at Liam and he wouldn't be sleeping at all. Ever since that dance this evening Zayn hasn't been able to take his eyes off Liam no matter how much he tried.

At first he thought it was the lighting, and then he blamed it on the drink. But now he's lying on his back, staring at the ceiling; the room is completely dark except for the smooth light coming from the window which they kept open, and his mind has been singing Enna Sona over and over again.

Now if he turned to his side and saw Liam sleeping next to him.. Let's just say he doesn't trust his hands anymore. But now that he's thinking about a sleeping Liam, he really wants to turn and look. Maybe Liam is facing the other side so that won't be a problem-

"Dammit!"

Zayn muttered watching Liam sleeping, face turned to Zayn's side, looking like an adorable baby and he really wants to boop his nose, or touch his cheeks, or run his fingers through his hair. Anything. He really wants to-

Zayn sat up in the bed. If he kept staring he might do something that he will regret and what if Liam wakes up and sees him staring like a creep and he screams? And then everyone in the house would wake up. The embarrassment would be iconic, that no one would forget it, or let Zayn forget about it.

He can't sleep anyway, maybe he should take a walk. Zayn slowly stood up, trying not to make any noise in fear of waking Liam up, but Liam started stirring. And then he frowned in his sleep. Then he opened his eyes. Zayn waited for the scream which never came.

"Can't sleep?"

Liam asked in a tired voice and all Zayn wanted was to wrap him in a bundle and- he should stop.

Zayn shook his head in a no.

"Count sheep. Or Mississippi. Sleep will come."

Does Liam realize he's extremely cute right now?

Zayn smiled and nodded.

"Yeah. I'll try. Go back to sleep."

Liam smiled back and turned on his right. Tomorrow morning neither of them would acknowledge this moment.

Zayn started counting Mississippi in his head and soon sleep came, just like Liam said.

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It's just 11 am and Zayn is already bored. Thanks to his workaholic "roommate" he woke up way too early and couldn't go back to sleep because Roo dragged him out to eat breakfast and then started talking animatedly about the so-called Mehandi ceremony in the evening and he somehow ran away from the hall, back to his room. That was an hour ago.

He has been watching Liam work on something, he didn't care to ask. And it's definitely not because Liam has been ignoring his existence. He just doesn't want to know what has got Liam glued to his laptop since morning. Hasn't he got better things to do? Like go and meet his friends?

Oh, Friends! He can go meet Louis! Great idea. Better than getting bored here. He will go and trash Larry's place with Louis' help. Liam wouldn't let a paper go here from there. Fucking perfectionist!

"Lalalalalalalalala.... Lalalalalalala... La la laaaaaaaa..."

"Zayn! Shut up!"

Meh.

"Lalalalalaalaaaaa... Lalalalala... La la la la laaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Zayn, shut up! I'm working on something important!"