3 Rounds Reloaded//Ziam

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Gosh, these updates are coming sort of fast. I deserve an a lifetime of hugs for all of these quick chapters I'm giving you guys.

You say I'm crazy
'Cause you don't think I know what you've done
But when you call me baby
I know I'm not the only one
I have loved you for many years
Maybe I am just not enough
You've made me realize my deepest fear
By lying and tearing us up

Not the only one// Sam Smith

Liam bounced on his toes, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead as he dodged Harry's fists. "Quicker!" Harry demanded, his green orbs locked with Liam's brown ones. The exhausted Wolverhampton boy pushed himself even harder, aiming rapid punches at Harry. Liam was practically panting now, exhausted from the constant moving. He shut his eyes for a second, long enough for Harry to get him into a headlock.

"Okay, we're done. You need to work harder if you want to make a come back, Li. Right now your punches are weaker than Louis's."

"Hey!" The blue eyed boy called from the corner, glaring at his fiancé . Harry chuckled and waved Liam off so he could go plant kisses all over Lou's face.

Recently Liam had been getting trained by Harry three times a week. The boy desperately wanted to get back into boxing so he trained hard, making sure to keep it from Danielle. Dani believed boxing was the reason Liam had gotten into all of that previous trouble so as an ultimatum she asked Liam to quit. At first the boy had done it happily, wanting the family man kind of life. Eventually he began to miss the sport but now Liam couldn't take it. He needed to box again, despite dani's disapproval.

Liam glanced up to ask Harry something, only to be met with the sight of the two lover boy's practically eating each other's tongues. He jokingly gagged and decided to go off and shower. The Wolverhampton native sauntered over to the locker room, thanking God the gym was pretty empty at this time. He slowly peeled his sweaty shorts off, the rest of his clothing following after. His aching muscles slowly started to loosen up. The hot water cascading down his tanned body.

Liam ran his palm over the thick amount of hair that started to grow, glad he had slightly gotten rid of the buzz cut. The loud bang of the locker room door caught his attention. Suddenly Liam's eyes snapped open and darted over to the door, wondering who could possibly be in the vacant Gym besides for Harry and Lou.

"Oi you two. Go out and fúck somewhere else, I'm trying to shower in here." He called out, rolling his eyes and closing them so he could get back to his shower.

"Hey hot stuff.."

Liam spun around, he knew that voice practically anywhere. Of course, it just had to be the devil in disguise.

"Zayn." He greeted simply, not exactly remembering his lack of clothing. "Stalking me yet again?"

"Actually, I came to get Louis so we could go out and do some manly bonding. You know, that stuff you don't do since you're a housewife. Anyways, Harry told me to come bug you and so here I am." Zayn smiled smugly. His eyes trailing down Liam's body without hesitation. "I forgot how magnificent the Payne Train was. Can I touch it?" He snickered, playfully sticking his hand out to Liam.

The other boy suddenly felt uncomfortable under Zayn's gaze. He pulled his monogrammed LJP towel on over his hips. "What is it, Zayn?" Liam sighed and rolled his eyes as he waited for the dark haired boy to speak.

"Just making sure that you aren't going to back out of Bros night. Niall, Louis, Josh and Harry are going. But you're a woman now so it's okay to admit that you want to stay home." Zayn teased as he grinned at Liam.