Invisible - A Ziam Fanfiction

Part 2

To say Zayn's life had changed was a bit of an understatement. A few months ago Zayn spent his classes sitting alone near the back, barley talking even when spoken to. His evenings were spent either at work, testing his horrible social skills, or at home in the basement, studying for his classes. His Friday and Saturday nights were even worse because he'd let himself go a little crazy and not study, just so he could watch some late night Netflix and eat anything he could find. That was Zayn's life a few months ago, safe, predictable, some might say boring, but to Zayn, it was all he knew.

Zayn didn't do well with social situations, he really didn't even know how he made it through work sometimes. He's never had many friends and never anyone close enough to share any of his secrets with. He never went to parties or even school events, he never offered his answer when the teacher asked for it, and he never asked them for help either. When approached by anyone, he turned into a stuttering, blushing mess and could never think of what to say, forcing him to stand there like an idiot until the message got to his feet to flee the scene. So his new apparent life was a bit challenging for him.

See, Zayn was shy yes, but he was still human, he still had feelings - too many and that was kind of the problem- and he still had crush's. His longest standing crush was on a boy named Liam and Zayn honestly questions if he could consider it a 'crush' anymore. Zayn had spent many years crushing on Liam Payne, who of course has always been the star of the school along with his friends. Liam was basically everything. He was smart, athletic, good looking, funny, outgoing, kind... The list went on and on so it was no wonder why everyone loved him. It was also no wonder why he had never noticed Zayn before a few months ago, even if they have been going to the same school for nearly their entire life, even Uni. That was until Liam started working at the same coffee shop Zayn did and Zayn was forced to train him, forcing Liam to finally notice the honey colour eyed boy.

Zayn of course had issues training Liam because he could barely speak to a random person, never mind the man he's been head over heels for for years. Zayn didn't understand why Liam kept trying to get to know Zayn after that, not finding himself worthy of getting to know, but Liam did. Liam wanted to know everything about Zayn, asking all kinds of questions from his family to his favourite movies. Zayn had played it up at the time as Liam feeling bad about not knowing who Zayn was when he should have, but he had been wrong. He had been so wrong.

Of course nothing can happen smoothly in Zayn's life, it never had and his... Problem was a big part of the reason why. Zayn has always thought Liam was acting the way he was because he felt the need to make it up to Zayn. Zayn never even thought about the possibility of Liam actually wanting to get to know Zayn. That mixed with Zayn's inability to properly converse with people gave Liam the wrong impression and made him think that Zayn actually hated Liam for never noticing him when that wasn't the case at all. Zayn didn't blame Liam for not noticing, Zayn had worked pretty hard to be invisible because it was just easier that way, he never even thought about how lonely it could be.

With some help of Liam's friends though, they quickly sorted that out and came to realize their feelings for each other and that's kind of when Zayn's life took a sharp turn down a road he's never been down before. Zayn, now known around school as 'Liam's boyfriend', was being forced out of the shadows and into the spotlight that came with being associated with Liam Payne. Now people knew who he was, sort of, and he was hardly ever left by himself, though he wasn't sure if he preferred it this way or not.

Now, his classes were spent trying to focus because either Liam was trying to sneak his hand into places it shouldn't be in order to get Zayn's attention, or his new friends were chatting too much and giggling to themselves. His evenings were often spent still in his basement, though never alone anymore. Liam was there almost every night and so were their friends even though Zayn still tried to study as much as he could. His Friday nights were almost always spent being dragged to a party of some kind with alcohol and drugs and things that made Zayn uncomfortable. His Saturday nights, thankfully, were still spent watching Netflix, though now he almost always had someone watching with him.