Zayn's P.O.V.
The next days were just the same. Wake up, go to school, hang with the lads, go home and repeat process.
Friday night I was lying in bed when I heard a ding on my phone. Niall messaged me.
Niall: You're going out with us tomorrow.
Zayn: where we going?
Niall: my brother greg owns a go cart place. I borrowed the keys tomorrow and he agreed.
Zayn: sweet. I'm totally in. What time do we go?
Niall: it has to be at night. After closing time but after that it's all ours. Then we can sleepover at my place.
Zayn: sure thing. I just ket my mum know.
Niall: it's gonna be sick. Pick you up tomorrow at 7.
Zayn: No prob. I'll be ready by then.
After that I scanned through my phone looking for something to do. I saw perrie's number and sent her a text.
Zayn: hey. Couldn't forget about you.
Perrie: who is this?
Zayn: Aw shit I was trying to act cool but I forgot to introduce myself. Hey it's Zayn.
Perrie: Don't worry. Might not be cool but still hot. Was wondering when you'd text me.
Zayn: didn't know what to say. Lol. Sorry
Perrie: don't apologize. It's alright babe.
Zayn: how was your week?
The conversation kept on going on till I checked the time and it was one and a half hour past midnight. I guess she fell asleep while texting so I went to sleep too. I really like this girl. Can't you tell?
It being the weekend and all, I slept till the afternoon. I would have slept till six if it weren't for the doorbell ringing again and again.
"Can someone please answer that and let me get my beauty sleep!" I yelled so that I can be heard in the whole house. But seems like no one is home but me. I forgot to put on a shirt so I opened the door topless.
"Can I help you." I asked half asleep.
"Oh isn't this a pleasent surprise. A beautiful sight for sore eyes." Mr. Liam's deep voice rang through my ear. I immediately woke up blushing with his compliment.
"Could you help me out and lend me a few bears? A few friends are around and I ran out." He smiled but I couldn't read what he was thinking.
"Yeah sure come on in." I let him in and he followed me to the kitchen.
I took a six pack of beer from the fridge and gave it to him. "Oh wait a moment. I think there's another one in the basement. Wait a moment." I ran downstairs and immediately noticed a bunch of beers in their cases on the floor. "Why do we have so much beer?" I asked myself. I think mum is running an underground bar. I smiled it off and went back upstairs.
I saw Mr. Payne sitting on the chair. "Here you go Mr. Payne." I handed him the pack and moved to lean on the wall makin way for him to exit.
Then he came closer to me "Thank you Zayn." He pinned me to the wall. His breath smelled like alcohol. "It's just Liam for you." He breathed on my neck and soon after started kissing it.
"Mr. Payne?" I tried pushing him off but he was larger and had more muscle.
He pulled back. "I told you to call me Liam." He angrily said and pinned me back on the wall. He kissed more angrily and soon after started sucking. He grinded his knee onto my groin making me moan. I could feel my feet turn to jelly. He smelled both of alcohol and musk. It was intoxicating. I can feel him making a hickey. I pushed harder but it just felt so damn good.
He pulled away and I leaned on the wall for support. After all that my legs turned to mush. "Be that a reminder. It's Liam." He picked up the beer, thanked me again and left.
I just slid down onto the floor completely dumbfounded that he made me feel that way. It's wierd. I looked down on my groin and saw that the hickey was not the only problem 'Liam' caused. He went back to his room and started to rub his erection. I can feel the tension between my cock and the fabric of my sweats. I pulled them down and finally freed my angry manhood.
I started to stroke up and down. Each stroke adding a flick at the end making me writhe with my one actions. It didn't take long for me to reach my climax. As I laid there sprawled on my bed with the cum all over my chest and stomach, my hands on my forehead and heaving breathlessly. I felt guilty. What the hell is wrong with me. What the hell is wrong with him. I fell asleep thinking of those things.
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Good thing I made an alarm for 6 sharp. As soon as it sounded I went to the shower to clean up the mess I made earlier. I really need this enjoyment after all that's happened. I think I deserve it putting up with everyone else's shit.
I quiffed up my hair took my favorite black sleeveless and black skinnies and black combat boots. My clothes reflect how I feel.
I went down for supper and after finishing I went to the living room and waited for the lads to come by.
A few minutes later and someone rang the doorbell. "I'll get it!"
I open it and sure enough it was them. Niall was again fidgeting. "I didn't now you lived here." Niall said trying hard not to stutter.
"Why, anything wrong?" I let them come in. Louis immediately weng to the kitchen to get my family. Well I guess he is family now wether I like it or not.
"Well Mum. These are the boys. Harry and Niall. Niall calmed down a bit to greet my mum.
"Nice to finally meet you boys. Thank you for taking care of My little Zen over here." She gave them a big hug. "You are all now part of the family."
Niall started to smile now and so did Harry. After saying goodbye we all left.
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Mr. Payne
FanfictionA 17 y/o Zayn Malik Just moved to the Wolverhamptons with his family. Meeting new friends and making strange acquaintances. Upon meeting his new neighbor Mr. Liam James Payne his life gets a little quite complicated.