ZIAM ONE-SHOTS (BOTTOM LIAM)

Nobody Knows You Baby (The Way I Do)

Author: transteverogers 

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/2279103

Summary:

Zayn and Liam accidentally get nominated for cutest couple at school and Louis makes a bet with them that they won't win.

(AKA the one where everyone was betting and nothing is accidental)

Work Text:

Cause nobody knows you baby the way I do

And nobody loves you baby the way I do

It's been so long

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Liam rushes into his homeroom class just before announcements start, sliding into his seat next to his best friend, Zayn. "You're late." He whispers, grinning at him. Liam ignores the little flutters in his stomach that he always gets when Zayn grins at him like that.

"No I'm not, announcements haven't started yet." Liam whispers back as Zayn grabs his arm, starting to draw on it. It was like clockwork for them, Liam coming in seconds before announcements and Zayn drawing on him.

"Goooood morning Donny High!" The announcements start a few seconds later. "It's May, and you know what that means. Summer's almost here and for you lucky year 12s, prom. Also, the annually nominations for school's cutest couple. Go to the caf at lunch to find out who's nominated! Have a b-e-a-u-tiful day!" He signs off.

"How much you wanna bet Harry and Louis are nominated?" Zayn snickers softly and Liam can't help but laugh in agreement because everyone knew that those two were sickeningly adorable.

"M'not even taking you up on that because we both know they are." Liam mumbles back as the teacher begins her lesson. Zayn pouts at him and Liam can't help but roll his eyes. "You forgot money for lunch again didn't you?"

"... Maybe..." Zayn mutters, ducking his head with a small blush and Liam can't help but smile fondly at him.

"I owe you for last week anyways." He whispers before turning his attention back to the front of the class, missing the look that Zayn gives him.

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Later that day during lunch, Zayn and Liam are sitting at their usual table, down at the end of the football table with their 3 other bets mates, Niall, Louis and Harry. Niall's currently eating and talking (at the same time, sadly. Liam can't help but wrinkle his nose slightly when he catches sight of partially chewed food in his mouth) about their football game that was coming up soon.

"C'mon mate, we only have like, 3 matches before the finales and the teams aren't even that good how could you be worried?" Niall rolls his eyes, shoving more food in his mouth. Football was a very common topic between the five boys. Out of all of them, Harry was the only one who wasn't on the team. Niall was the goalie on the team, Zayn the team's sweeper, Liam a forward and Louis was both their team captain and striker.

"Still doesn't mean we should be fucking around the night before a game Niall." Louis says as Liam fully tunes into the conversation. Before he'd just been eating and listen to Zayn talk softly about something.

"Wait, wait." Liam says, drawing a bit of attention to himself. "Who's fucking around the night before a game?"

"Niall wants to have a party." Harry pipes up.