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Liam jolted where he stood as he heard noise come from downstairs. His heart pumped quickly, his parents weren't home and his sisters were spending the nights at her friends; thank God. That meant, however, that if someone was here they were most likely a stranger and that alerted Liam to grab the bat he ironically always kept in his room in case something like this ever happened to him.

With nerves bubbling through him, he descended downstairs, flinching every time the hard wood flooring would creek and make noise. He got to the bottom and as his eyes scanned the living room he saw that no one was there. Perplexed, the boy walked deeper into his home and jerked and swung the bat backwards when he felt a chilling tap on his shoulder.

The bat flew backwards and without flinching or jerking in the slightest surprise, a dark haired lad caught the weapon in his hands. Smirking at the boy who was shocked to see him.

Liam was stumped beyond belief seeing Zayn in all his glory inside his home. The first question he had was how the hell he got into his house but not before his eyes shamelessly took in what Zayn was wearing. Zayn was wearing a white shirt with a leather jacket overtop with simple black jeans and simple shoes to go along with it. The look was simple enough but the way he wore it screamed, 'bad boy.' The look would be enough to get into any girls pants and Liam, despite his strong inkling to dislike the guy, noticed it for himself.

Zayn wore a smirk, an expression naturally placed upon his face as he watched Liam look at him. He noticed effortlessly how the scared look was wiped off his face replaced with one of acknowledgment of his outfit choice and he could feel how Liam liked what he had on. He mentally fist pumped that chick at the shop for recommending this outfit to him. He wanted to look good for this boy and he wouldn't deny it if anyone asked.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" Liam yelled, breaking out of his silence.

Zayn shrugged, taking a step forward and looking around Liam's home. It was nice, quaint, but nice.

"I wanted to see you," Zayn admitted carelessly and annoyingly the tips of Liam's ears reddened in embarrassment.

Ignoring what he said for fear he'd stumble on his words, he asked in complete confusion,"how the fuck did you get inside?!"

"The door was unlocked," Zayn snickered, walking up to Liam who took steps back in retaliation to his closeness.

"S-so you decided to come in?" He stumbled on his words as Zayn came closer to Liam as he kept taking steps backwards.

Zayn shrugged and Liam stopped taking steps back and held his hands out in order to halt the taller male from cornering him. His palm lay on Zayn's chest and shivers overtook him. He tried his hardest to ignore what feeling this was. Zayn, knowing fully well what the trapped boy in front of him felt, felt himself grow hungry just looking at Liam.

Every time he saw the smaller male in comparison to him, he felt overwhelmed with multiple things going on within. He thanked the gods above for making him meet Liam and he wanted nothing but to never let anyone ever lay a finger on him. Even when the boy recoiled from him and tried to keep himself at a distance from him he thought it was cute. Liam's antics made him sure that there were some sort of feelings there for the dark haired lad.

On the other hand of all the mushy thoughts, taking this boy hard and fast filled the majority of his thoughts. He drove him crazy and it took everything in him not to slam him against the wall and fuck him senselessly until he was screaming loud enough for his neighbors to hear. His dick twitched and his eyes turned black as he stared at Liam as if he were a snack.

Liam swallowed, growing very wary of how Zayn was looking at him and it reminded him very well of before. Zayn watched Liam's adams apple bob as he swallowed and he took a step forward, Liam felt utterly weak compared to him and the stare he was giving had him hot in less than a minute.