Start: May 2024
A texting/irl book about non famous Justin, and famous Zayn.
Justin is a 21 year old openly gay man man who lives in a small town working at a cafe. One day the love of his life, Zayn Malik, who doesn't until then know Justin exists...
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@zayn: extra tickets for some sold out shows available now. love seeing all of your faces in the crowds. love that you're always there for me / Z _______________________________
@justinbieber: I'm here for you too if you ever need oral support I mean moral support
@zaynszlutz: LMFAO ILY FR @justinbieber
@marialewis: ZADDY 😩😩😩😩😩 I love you so much
@zaynsbabies: Make me pregnant 🤤🤤
@justinbieber: he'll do it only if you get twins so I can have one @zaynsbabies
@benthomas: Gay icon 😏🥵
@zaynsbabies: deal! 🤝❤️ @justinbieber
@zigiforever: he's not gay lmao, it's all PR 😂 @benthomas
@benthomas: there is literally a video of him giving a blowjob and then getting his ass eaten lol. Doesn't seem very heterosexual does it girl? Get over Zigi, Zayn is happy with his BOYfriend. @zigiforever
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"I'm heading out with some friends for dinner and drinks. Want to join us?" Zayn asks, stepping out of the shower, his hair still damp.
"Are you kidding? Absolutely, I'd love to!" I respond with genuine enthusiasm. I've only been out with his friends a few times, and I love when he invites me.
"Perfect. Then get ready, my little princess," he says with a playful smirk. "Or, if you'd prefer, you could give me a little blowjob first."
I laugh, playfully pushing him away. "I just brushed my teeth. Besides, your enthusiasm is a bit too literal daddy, you're practically poking me in the thigh with your peepee."
He chuckles, leans in for a quick kiss, and then starts getting dressed, his grin still in place. "Alright, alright. I'll save the fun for later."
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We get to the restaurant, and people are staring and whispering. A group of four girls comes over, asking for pictures with Zayn, but it's pretty chill otherwise. The place is mostly filled with adults, which is a relief. We've got two security guards sitting at a table nearby, keeping an eye on things.
"Hey guys, this is Justin," Zayn says, as we join a table with five people, two girls and three guys, who I guess are his friends. Zayn sounds nervous introducing me, which makes me even more nervous.
They all greet me warmly as I sit down. We talk a bit, and everyone introduces themselves and how they know Zayn. Still, I can't shake the feeling of being out of place, like the seventh wheel. The age gap between Zayn and me, or really between me and his friends, who are closer to his age, most of them are older, actually, feels huge sometimes. The six years between me and Zayn might not sound like that much, but it's noticeable, even though I try to ignore it.
