zAyN MaLiK aT: SICKFICS! oh, boy

| that guy from my class ; part two |

LIAM'S POV

I can't keep myself concentrated during the whole class. Even if my body is doing the movements, my mind stills focused in only one thing: Zayn sneezes.

Him by himself already makes me attracted enough, destiny doesn't needed to make him sneeze too many times in a too short space time. It catched me out of guard! I mean, even if I knew the reason earlier, the effect would be catastrophic anyway. A dick in my ass.

Everything gets worse - or better - when we're separated in groups. Yes, in my group there are Zayn, Lola and Ralph. We have to create a choreography about the Ocean.

"I'll be right back." Malik excuses himself then runs to the other side, kneeling on his bag.

"We could bring the density of water, huh? Besides the fluidity." Lola suggests.

"Uhm... I like it. We also have to include expansion and contraction."

They stop talking and, only then I take my eyes to them. Zayn is blowing the nose.

"I like it." I say. They start talking again and, even if my eyes still here, my ears are searching for the other member of our group.

"Ocean." Zayn comes back. He is sweating as much as me, and a little breathless.

During our discussion and organization of our theme in our bodies, Malik didn't sneeze not even once. Stills interesting to watch, even though. His voice is sounding more and more nasal, and his nose stills running.

"Three minutes." Eric tells us.

"Oh no." Zayn covers his face with the shirt collar, his breath hitching, then: "HAEERSHHHH! HANXXXGSHH! NXXXXGSHH! NXXXXGSHH!"

"Bless you." Says Lola.

"Thanks." He is fanning his face, sniffling a couple times. "I think I'm done."

"HATSHHOOO!" A big sneeze surprises me, I almost haven't the time to cover it.

"Bless you!" Malik says smiley.

"Thank you. HATSHHOOO!"

"Let's gonna pass one last time?" Ralph suggests, so we do.

Now Zayn's nose is not the only one that is running, but I'm not at the same level, of course. When we conclude our choreography, face to face, he's breathing through his mouth, then sniffles harshly.

"It was great." Ralph comments, breathing fast too. From my side vision I catch my target changing his direction, covering the face with his clothing.

"HAEERSHHHOOO! Oh." Then leaves running, continuing covering his face.

I sit on the floor trying to act normal and distract, but I'm very attentive on Zayn's moves. God, why? Heaven puts me at each event...

"Thirty seconds." Eric reminds us, checking his wristwatch.

I take this cue to get closer to Malik once again. Seems that he stills having problems, but when he gets done, he sits by my side.

"Who's gotta go first?"

Deep silence.

"HANXXXGSHH!" Zayn sneezes on one hand. I can watch him by side. "HANXXXGSHH!"

"Bless you." Someone says.

"Thanks."

"C'mon Horizon group." Eric decides by himself.

Thank God is not our group.

"NXXXGSHHOO! NXXXXGSHH! NXXXXGSHH! NXXXXGSHH! NXXXGSHHOO! Ah." Zayn grumbles, then sniffles congested.

"Are you good, Zayn? Need some fresh air?"