~One Direction Oneshots & Short Stories~BoyxBoys~

You're in Love

It's a cold, crisp night out of many in a small town near Seattle, Washington as the winter season has unofficially started. Zayn is sat in his best friend Liam's apartment. The living room they sat in was dark, cozy as the two sat at opposite ends of the couch with blankets wrapped around and the heater at their feet. They had been watching a romantic comedy for the past hour, which was Liam's idea. Zayn couldn't say anything but yes. Anything Liam suggested, he would go along. It was second nature, nothing unusual.  If it kept the smile on Liam's face, then Zayn would have it no other way.

They've been friends since middle school when a soft faced, shy Zayn stumble upon the auditorium after school, where the theatre club was holding an interest meeting. Where he found Liam. He immediately saw Liam on stage and Liam immediately saw him standing at the entrance way obviously hesitant to step one more foot in the door. Until Liam ran off stage and up to Zayn. Zayn couldn't help but smile as he came face to face with this weird boy sporting the Bieber cut he had never met. He had such a welcoming nature that Zayn immediately gave in and walked in, proceeding exchanging names with this incredibly nice boy. Liam put an arm around Zayn. And that's where the friendship took off.

Zayn was now reminiscing on that moment on the sofa as they watched the movie together. They had been sitting in silence as the glowing TV in front of them showcased the comedy before them. He had an undeniable smile on his face, which you couldn't tell if it was from a funny scene in the movie or just him remembering memories. He looked over to Liam, seemingly engrained in the movie. They haven't talked much since the movie started. But it was a comfortable silence, to Zayn at least. He felt that even though they weren't physically talking, everything was being said through body language and eye contact. It was almost as audible as a conversation.

Zayn felt Liam look at him from the corner of his eye, and saw he was smiling though nothing funny happened on the scene just shown. Zayn looked, meeting Liam's eyes and taking it all in. It was a look meant just for him. Zayn immediately smiled back, drops eye contact while slipping out a soft chuckle, and makes an effort to focus back on the movie though a barrage of thoughts were running through his mind.

"We should get some snacks." Liam offered, smiling at Zayn.

"I'm down." Zayn chuckles, following his habit of agreeing to anything Liam wants.

They both proceeded to emerge from the bundles of covers and stand up. Zayn stretches a bit, reaching his arms up with his hands in a fist. His eyes are closed as Liam walks past him and softly runs his hands along Zayn's now uncovered, tan abdomen.

Zayn immediately hunched over, a little tickled and very caught off guard by this. Shocked thoughts were going through his head. But more secretly, a thought of 'do that again' was overwhelming any other thought in that moment as he watched Liam walk away.

"I always love your tummy." Liam says in a joking, lighthearted manner as he buttoned up his coat.

Zayn smiled, feeling embarrassed, but blushing madly. But his smile then faded away, and he was left standing there, now overthinking as always when Liam does something homoerotic. He always wanted to experiment with Liam and see if Liam liked it, and recently started growing really fond of Liam. He couldn't help it. Liam is a really fit boy. Muscular and charming ever since they met. But now Zayn's even starting to question if this newly found lust towards his best friend is developing into something deeper.

They bundled up and walked out to Liam's car. Zayn went to the passenger side and Liam got in the driver's side.

"Where you wanna go Zayn?" Liam asked in the quiet, unstarted car.

Zayn thought and smiled.

"... What do you think about coffee at midnight?" Zayn said.

Liam smiled and started the car. He turned the heat up full blast and started to drive. The town they are in is a very small town, not rural, but not urban either. The roads are virtually clear of any other cars. The starry sky is clouding up, probably forecasting flurries. The moonlight radiated softly through the car as they drove.