Lost (Ziam)

Chapter 20

-Liam- 

When we got outside of the house, Zayn went into my car and sat in the passenger seat beside me. It was quiet and the awkward silence between us wasn't helping me calm down. I mean, I was almost raped by a 1500 year old Lumina. Who wouldn't be freaked? 

I sat forward and turned on the radio. Oath by Cher Lloyd was playing and it instantly got Zayn's attention. He was humming it the whole trip back to his house. But first I had to go to the police station and tell them I had cleared out and found a new place to stay. 

After leaving the police station, Zayn and I drove to his house and started unpacking my stuff. Zayn didn't officially give me permission to stay at his house but by him not arguing with all this, I knew he didn't mind. We pulled all my luggages and trash bags full of clothes into the house and I put everything away. Zayn said he was almost finished doing what he needed to do. With a kiss, he was gone.

I continued unpacking, occasionally feeding Loki or taking a break. When I finished, I joined Loki on the couch and watched some TV. The Avengers was on, so I watched that until I felt my eyes shut and everything around me disappeard into sleep-land.

"Liam... Li?" someone was saying. I was too tired to sit up and see who it was, so I just rolled over. "Fine if you want it like that." All of a sudden, I felt something very wet on my face. Like if someone was either pouting warm water on my face or giving me sloppy wet kisses. I squirmed a little in the couch and then opened my eyes. Zayn stood there with Loki in his hands. Loki was licking my face? Ew!

"That's nasty." I said. I gave Zayn my 'I-hate-you" face but he just smirked at me. 

"You took forever to get up." Zayn said, smiling. I immediately grabbed Zayn and wiped every inch of Loki's saliva on him. "Ew! That's disgusting." Zayn squealed. 

"Payback." I smirked. Zayn smiled and went to the bathroom. I followed him and we both wiped our faces in towels to get Loki's saliva off us. When we finished, Zayn planted a big kiss on my lips. It was cute showed Zayn's sexy side. Our tongues met in a fight for dominance and I won. That's the first time. We continued snogging until Zayn pulled away and looked into my eyes.

"You ready?" I didn't know what he was talking about until it popped into my head. The whole Eighteenth Day thing.

"Yup." I said. Zayn grabbed my hand and pulled my into his room. Which, all of a sudden, looked like a library. Books were placed on every available inch of his room. Some were hanging off the beds and some were thrown on the desks. All our stuff was probably hidden in the closet and dresser. "Zayn, what happened in here?"

"I didn't know what books to get so I took every book in Jackson's collection." Zayn admitted. He walked closer to his bed and tooka seat on it. I sat right next to him and he immediately wrapped his arms around me. I snuggled into his chest and waited. 

"What now?" I asked.

"One second." Zayn's hand lifted up and he started chanting something in Latin. "Invenietos libros." I knew what that meant. It meant 'Find the books.' in Latin. Zayn was teaching me some words in our spare time.  

All of a sudden, books started rising from the collection. Some were big and others were small. I watched the covers of each one. 

'Maledicta et Devotionibus'

'Contritio'

'Die Decima Octava'

'Memorias'