mild NSFW
zayn sighed in boredom as he tapped his nails on the table; he never liked spanish and the young teacher looked suspiciously like a guy he once sucked off at one of louis' uni parties.
louis was liam's older brother and a very close friend of zayns. someone he would hang out with, playing playstation and talking shit about people, while zayn would wait for liam to come back from football practice or get showered. but louis was across the country at uni now; zayn would have to ask if he recognised that spanish teacher in a couple of weeks when he came back.
zayn shifted in surprise when he felt his phone vibrate, giving the teacher a quick glance to see if he paid attention before unlocking his phone.
he wasn't surprised to find liam's contact placed upon his screen with a quiet needy text demanding him he repay him from this morning. zayn shook his head, a smirk plastered on his face as tapped out a reply, conjuring up a plan on how to escape this wretched class.
*
zayn wandered down the second floor corridor, a toilet pass in his back pocket though his destination was no where near the toilets. he let out a yelp as someone grabbed his arm and pulled him into an abandoned art room.
"dude what the fu- oh liam its you" zayn breathed out as he overcame his initial surprise.
"missed you so much" liam groaned as he walked zayn backwards into the opposing wall, lips attached to his neck. zayn moaned as liam began to bite and suck, gripping onto zayn's wrists and pulling them up, a leg between his thighs.
Zayn reached down, fumbling with Liam's zipper, hurrying to pull his jeans down. Liam seemed impatient too as the moment zayn managed to pull his trousers down, liam pushes his shoulders down.
"someone's eager" zayn teased as he got on his knees.
"You have no idea"
*
wc: 327
What genre should zayn sing?
