3 Rounds Reloaded//Ziam

{15}

Another update, woo. Five+ comments and I'll put up chapter 16. Enjoy the smuttiness. x

Cause all I see are wings, I can see your wings

But I know what I am and the life I live, yeah,
the life I live

And even though I sin, baby we are born to live

But I know time will tell if we're meant for this,

yeah if we're meant for this

The Weeknd//Angel

"How long has he been asleep?"

"Do you think he's ready?"

"Of course he's ready.. Calum Hood isn't ready."

"Wake him up, ash. The pancakes are going to get cold."

"Babe, you never make me pancakes.."

Liam Payne forced his eyes open, blinking a few times and then frowning at the sight of four familiar faces. Perrie, Ashton, Harry and Louis

Liam sat up slowly, his eyebrows furrowed as he stared back at everyone.

"Li! Good morning baby.." Harry cooed, crawling into the bed as he pretended to be Zayn.

Liam rolled his eyes and kicked his legs at Harry. "Get off of me you freak."

"I made you a stack of pancakes for your big day! Your fight is in about-" Perrie glanced down at her iPhone and then back up at Liam. "Ten hours." The blonde chirped happily, her sulking boyfriend pouting at the mention of pancakes.

"Why are you guys here? I mean except for Perrie and where's Zayn?"

"He went to get more pancake batter with Niall." Louis murmured, picking a piece of lint out of his husbands chestnut curls. "We all came to wish you luck. Me and Haz will be at the venue tonight along with everyone else." Louis tugged at Harry's hand, whining impatiently so the two could get back to the café they ran.

Both boys waved goodbye, leaving Liam with Perrie and Ashton. He didn't like the idea of his boyfriend being alone with the more than friendly Niall. The blonde boy had been drooling over Zayn for a while now, he was simply discreet about it.

"Feel free to eat the pancakes downstairs. I'm not feeling too well so I'm going to lay down." Perrie frowned a bit, resting her hand over her stomach as Ashton took her free hand and gently guided Perrie out of Zayn's room.

After an hour Zayn was back and Niall returned home so he could get ready for the pre partying before the match tonight.

"I'm going to prepare you for your fight tonight. I know we only have two hours together until you have to leave." Zayn was draped against the pillows of the large hotel bed. The boys were back in New York City at a hotel Liam was staying in for the fight. It would be the sight of the enormous after party that would be held if Liam won the fight tonight.

The boxer simply nodded, watching his boyfriend with a certain amount of pride. Liam laid back against the pillows as Zayn disappeared into the bathroom. The boy was back quickly, a smile spread across his pink lips.

"Come on." He whispered, taking Liam's hand and resting his hands over the boy's eyes. "We've been through hell and back together. I want you to know just how much I love you and how much I appreciate everything you do." Zayn murmured sincerely into Liam's ear.
"So..I want to treat you." Zayn removed his hands from Liam's eyes, taking a step back.

Liam's smile widened as he glanced around the large bathroom. "Babe-" He chuckled in disbelief, shaking his head. A dozen small tea light candles were scattered around the bathroom. A bottle of Pinot Grigio buried in the sink filled with ice.