Strong. ~ Ziam AU

Chapter 2.

1 week later. Liam.

"So, you've been here for thirty years?" I asked. Geo had a sad look on his face as he sighed.

"Twenty more to go," he mumbled. It was really hard to believe that someone like Geo would kill five people.

"But what i don't understand...why did you kill them?" I frowned. How could he be capable of hurting someone? All he did this week was watch my back.

Well, technically he helped watch my back. Zayn would show up every morning to talk. At lunch he would sit with us and in the evening, we would play basketball together. He was...interesting and beautiful and mysterious and a real great fighter.

I blushed as images of him sweating and shirtless flashed through my mind. Okay, maybe i did sometimes watch him in the gym, throwing punches. But i did have to admit; he has a nice body.

"Morning," a cheerful voice rung out, drifting me from my unnecessary thoughts of a beautiful boy.

I looked up to meet a pair of beautiful hazel eyes. Memories really didn't really make him justice. He was even more beautiful than I remembered.

"Good morning, Zayn," Geo said calmly. Zayn raised an eyebrow at me.

"Good mornin'" i blushed as his eyes seemed to hold me down. He smirked before sitting down next to me.

"So, i was thinking maybe we could go to the gym before lunch, i could really learn some good moves from you," he smiled as he handed Geo a cigarette. I scrunched my nose up in disgust. Oh yeah, did i forget to mention that Zayn smokes? That should have been a turn off but for some reason it only seemed to make him look more sexy and hot. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not really that good, you know? So i dont think there's much you can learn from me," i shrugged as i rolled up the sleeves of my jumper. Zayn and Geo both scoffed.

"Seriously? Look i've seen you throw some punches and i think youre great," Geo encouraged. I shook my head. Okay i knew i was good but not that good.

"I see you all the time practice and i think you look like a pro," Zayn said as he placed a hand on my shoulder, the contact creating a small wave of shock through my whole left arm. I sighed and gave them both a small smile.

"Okay,"

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"Why dont you go in first? I can wait out here so you can go meet up with George," Zayn gasped as he wrapped a towel over his wet neck. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and i would be lying of i said that it did nothing to me. I nodded as i made my way into the showers.

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"Go on ahead, i wont take long," Zayn smiled as he walked into the humid showers. Okay. I don't have to think about him being naked right on the other side of this wall. I don't have to think about him being naked on the other side of this wall. I don't. i simply don't. I won't.

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"Liam Payne?" I looked up to see a guard. I immediately recognized him as Zayn's friend. Ah there is his curly side kick. I raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah?" i asked tentatively. What did they want now? Because if i clearly remembered, I hadnt punched anyone besides Paul.

"You've got visits," he motioned for me to follow him and i did.

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"Mum!" I exclaimed as soon as i saw my mum. She had bags under her eyes which made her seem older. Her face brightened as I approached.

"Liam!" She stood up and I wrapped her in a hug. There was no one else in the room except a guard.

"What are you doing here?" I frowned. I thought i wasnt going to be able to receive visits. I held the chair open for her, earning a thank you. I sat down myself.

"I promised id come every day. I just wasnt able to come these past few days, police just gave me the same old shit," she shrugged. I gasped.

"Mum! Your language," I whispered. Out of all people she-she said a curse word! What is going on?

"Oh Liam...I just want you back with me baby boy," she looked down and i reached for her hand. It really hurt to just see her like this.

"Im going to be okay. I promise, but im going to ask you a favor. Please dont come every day," i pleaded. There were some...men in this place that I didn't trust. And if they ever dared to glance at my mom once i swear ill murder them myself...im in jail anyways.

"But why?" Her eyes were wide as she dug her nails into my skin. I winced.

"Its for your own safety. The men in here are dangerous mum, and i dont want them all over you," i looked into her eyes and she sighed.

"Okay...but i will come once a week," she pressed. I nodded. Okay that was better.

"Times up!"

I stood up and so did my mum. Oh how i was going to miss her. She wrapped her fragile arms around me and sobbed. I bit my lip to stop the tears. Im not going to cry. Im not going to cry...

"I will come back," she said sternly before the guard led her out the door.
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Okay so what do you all think? Im trying to make all chapters 1k words so they wont be so short.

So far this one has 946 so thats a good start ☺️☺️

Kisses to all Ziam ships,
Mary xx