I Won't Mind - Ziam (major editing)

Chapter 10

Liam's POV

I took a flight back to London, planing to Zayn a surprise because I cannot wait to see the love of my life. It's been days we were apart and I miss him so badly. And he musts be missing me too. I really want to hold him in my arms and stay up all night with him, talking deep about our feelings toward each other.

I'm wearing his blue jeans shirt since yesterday he wore my red plaid ones in his fan video. Secretly, we were hoping people will crack our code because we really want to be seen as lovers. But unfortunately, we can't.

I send a text message to him,

To: Zayn
I miss you ;)

I get into my car and tell my driver to drive me to his house, then pull off. Two minutes later, he replies my text,

From: Zayn
What was that wink for ?? :/

From: Zayn
I miss you too x

I'm smiling down at my phonescreen, knowing that Zayn has no idea for the surprise I'm going to give him now, today. I decide to not reply his messages, wanting him to find it by himself.

The ride was quiet long, since his house and airport are one hour apart. I fell asleep for fifteen minutes once but then woken up by the stop of the car. My driver tells me that we're finally arrive in front of Zayn's house, so I give him a thank you's, then getting out of my car.

I walk to his door and knocking three times. He opens the door with wide eyes, surprised by my presence. "Liam?.."

I smile fondly at him, hurrily hug him tight in my arms. "I miss you"

He hugs me back slowly, "I miss you too,"

"You wear my shirt" he adds.

We stayed like that to each other for about five minutes, until he pulls away and tell me to come in. I step in behind him and sit myself on the couch in his living room. He joins beside me.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He frowns.

I wrap my arm around his shoulder and pull him closer, "because it's a surprise, you happy now?"

"I'm happy whenever I'm with you" he says looking up at me. I kiss his head, inhaling his scent.

We cuddled and talked for about a few hours. Staying arms in arms comfortably. His eyelids are closed, probably he's napping in my arms. I pull him a little away slowly, his sleeping figure is snoring quietly. I move him onto my lap and carry him gently to his room.

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The next morning, I woken up by my phone ringing under the pillow I rested my head on. I grab my phone and slide the scree to answer the call.

"Hello?"

"Get ready, you have a flight to France in two hours from now. Your stuffs are already packed and the driver is on the way." A strict voice saying.

"What? France? I didn't-"

"Get ready. Now." He cuts me off then end the call before I can say anything.

I curse at my phone, getting up from the bed. I write a small note to Zayn in case he musts be worry when he wakes up and there's no me beside him. I get up and don't even bother to shower myself. Quickly I'm walking out and there's a car parked in front of the house. I walk approach the car and get in. The driver starts the engine then pulling off, driving fast to the airport.

Zayn's POV

I blink my eyes for a few times and open them slowly. I turn my face to the side, finding there's no Liam beside me. I sit myself up, only to find a small paper seated on my nightstand. I take it in my hand and read the message, written by Liam.

Good morning, Z
I'm sorry I wasn't there with you. I know I just came back yesterday and now I leave again, I'm sorry. They called me this early morning and told me to get ready because I have a flight to France in two hours. I really don't know anything about this, I have no idea. But yeah, when you read this probably I'm in hundred feet above you. Liam x

I sigh heavily, feeling both upset and mad at the same time. I know why they do this to Liam. I know what the reason is. And I know what for. It is because he visited me, he keeps seeing me and making sure if I'm fine here. Now they send him to France. They want us to be apart.

I curse at myself,

Shit.

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