that morning.
"Liam. I want the blue one!" Zayn whines.
"Too bad," Liam sticks his tongue out, "should've gotten up earlier."
Zayn rolls his eyes, Liam can be a real pain in the ass sometimes, but Zayn can never really stay mad at him.
"I thought you loved me." he grumbles and walks out of the kitchen, Liam follows behind him.
"Aw Zaynie, I do love you."
Those words make Zayn's heart flutter, but he knows what Liam means.
"Watch your back, Payne."
Liam pouts and when Zayn turns around sees, he smiles. Reason number one why he can't ever stay mad at Liam.
Even if Liam did steal the blue cup.
The one he always has in the morning.
"Why'd you even steal my cup? You always use the orange one." Zayn thinks maybe Liam was just trying to be difficult.
"It's got my name on it." he shrugs.
Zayn furrows his brows in confusion, "What?"
"Yeah. Have a look."
He looks at the front of the cup and sure enough there's Liam's name. With a red heart next to it.
He did that forever ago and completely forgot about it. He never paid close attention to what was on the cup.
Shit.
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this is an extremely very short story about liams version of the kiss. (this is legit three chapters long)
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come on then|ziam
Short Story"I ended up kissing Zayn once! Zayn was like, 'Come on then, come on.' putting his head close to me - like when you're going to have a fight. Then he just leaned forward and kissed me!"
