Ziam/Zouis

Chapter 18: Just Perfection, That's Him

Liam's pov

Zayn stared at me with wide eyes, taking the news with more shock than I guessed he would.

Will he like the idea that I have two older sisters?

Will he accept the fact that my father is sick?

Will he run from the problems, or stay by my side?

Maybe-

"Li, baby, you're dribbling." He chuckled as he wiped the small line of saliva away from my chin with his thumb, putting his thumb in his mouth and sinking at me.

I gave him a cheeky smile as I put my hand on his lower back. "Kinky, are we? Don't do too much yet, I need that mouth of yours for later."

Zayn blushed a deep red, grumbling when my phone rang out, smashing our little moment.

"Hello?"

"Liam, it's Paul. I don't know where you two lads are off to, but please hurry back. Harry wants to start up and we need you in here."

"Yeah sure, we'll be there in two minutes."

I hung up my phone to see Zayn's big, begging hazel eyes staring into me desperately. "Babe, do we have to go back need...him?"

"Yes Zee, we do. We have no other option, but moving. If we live with this, we can stay here."

He nodded, still doubt in his eyes as we walked back to the first room we came along before the tour.

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(still on Liam's pov)

"Harry," Zayn grumbled from behind the glass of the recording booth, "can we please get a break?"

Harry looked at Paul with annoyance flashing across his green eyes, then returning a glare back to Zayn. "Fine, but Liam still hasn't gotten to learn his verse."

As soon as Zayn stepped out of the booth, Harry pulled me to the side by by bicep and out of the room, his dimples right near my face as I was forced against the wall. "You know, Payne," he had this edge to his voice as his lips brushed my ear, "what Zayn doesn't know won't hurt him. Unless, of course, you tell me where Niall is."

I hid my fear behind my anger, Harry still close to my face. "Harry, no. You disgust me, you and Josh both really should grow some balls and leave, before I make you leave."

Harry's smirk seemed to grow, his voice deepening. His nails dug into my bicep as his grip tightened against my cold skin. "Was that a threat, Liam? Did the little puppy just threaten me? How cute. Except, you don't scare me,"

He breathed before continuing, his hip pushing me hard into the wall.

"Liam Payne, you know how this will work. Or do you not? Well, Josh and I will certainly get Niall. He belongs to us, and there is nothing you can do to stop us."

I shrugged, lost for words, until the pit of my stomach bubbled with confusion, hurt, and complete screaming nerves for Paul and Zayn to come out here. "Harry, why do you need Niall so much? You could just walk into a bar and find some other male you can use. I would feel bad for anyone who falls for it. You and Josh are meant to be together, in your own little world of beating and drug use. Get a life."

Harry scoffed at my words, his aroused bulge pressing against my calmed one. Only Zayn can excite me.

"Liam, Liam, Liam,"

His voice held a mocking tone, his lips grazing over my neck as I struggled against his grasp, "You see, my life is none of your business, same goes for what Josh holds in his. You keep your pretty little mouth shut, or I'll shove something in there to shut you up. I'm always watching now, Payne. I have eyes everywhere, and you can't stop them from hearing every little word you could possibly say."