ZIAM ONE-SHOTS (BOTTOM LIAM)

the light behind your eyes (fav)

ONE OF MY FAVS AAAAAAAA I LOVE THIS SM I JUST WANT TO CRY.. LITERALLY GAVE ME BUTTERFLIES

Author: xspacebound

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/3507905?view_adult=true

TW: rape 

Summary:

Liam is cleaning off his tears with his sleeve when Zayn finally sits down next to him, wrapping his arm around his waist. Zayn pulls him closer and Liam instantly leans his head on Zayn's shoulder, his wet nose nuzzling his neck. He reminds him of a puppy.

"Never, ever fucking tell me it doesn't matter. It was enough to make you cry, it was enough to make you hate yourself and call yourself stupid, so yeah, it does matter, Liam. Because you fucking matter. Never tell me it's not a big deal. Never again, okay?"

Liam's hushed whimpers escape his mouth as he nods into Zayn's shoulder. Zayn stops himself from saying the three words he is aching to confess, but no, fuck that, he can't. He cares for Liam, he can't let himself fall for him. He can't.

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a prison!fic where liam is 18 when louis and him are thrown in jail for stealing a car. He's also 18 when he falls in love.

Liam tilted his head against the hard leathered seat and thought about how much he despised Louis Tomlinson, the mere mention of his name was enough to make Liam want to personally dismember his body.

Okay, that may be a little of an exaggeration but he doesn't care. He truly desperately loathed the idiot. If he had known that Louis would be the main motive as to why he kept getting himself into such shit situations, he would of never befriended the kid in nursery school. All he ever did was come up with ridiculous ideas that made those bright blue mischievous eyes of his light up with excitement and he just naturally had to rope Liam into every single one of them.

Like that one time, when they had gone away to summer camp and he declared that it would be a good notion to sneak into the girl's cabin and prank them with fake spiders. Liam wasn't quite too sure about it--suggesting that that wouldn't end well for them--but Louis went on to call him a chicken and a scaredy cat and being ten and being called those names was absolutely horrifying. So, he went along with it and let's just say, they ended up going back home that summer with black eyes and busted up lips and everyone in their year laughed at the pair of them for getting punched in the face by girls.

So, yes, Louis sometimes just went a bit too far, but Liam never would have expected for him to literally get them both in the back of a cop car.

Now, Liam wasn't putting the full blame on Louis, no, Liam was a smart guy. He was eighteen now, technically a legal adult, he had a conscience. He knew the difference between right and wrong. However, Louis was a master of persuasion, alright, and add in the fact that Liam wasn't really in the right state of mind at the time either and you had a recipe for disaster.

See, this entire thing started when the lads were making their way out of the shopping center and into the parking lots that day. Liam was already feeling pretty gutted and the fact that he was passing by rows on rows of fancy and sleek cars didn't really assist his mood. His own vehicle had just been stolen a couple weeks prior, and he was wrecked without it.

He doesn't even know why, his car was trash, it had a brown rusted door on the right side while the rest of the car was a reddish color. More times than not, it would randomly break down on him, like that time he had finally managed to get a date with a pretty brunette in his year, Danielle, and after having dinner the damn thing just wouldn't start. Liam sincerely knew at that moment that the world hated him as he was forced to call his mother to pick them up. He had worked two long summers before, cutting people's lawns, trimming their bushes, and cleaning their yards just to finally be able to get a car of his own and not have to constantly ask his mum for hers and he was proud of himself and that crappy car.