You Don't Love Me || Ziam (TEMPORARY HOLD)

38. March 25th

Liam's POV

March

"Wait, wait, wait," I pulled away and looked into his eyes before letting out a little sigh, "I have to be honest with you." 

"What? You don't have like an STI or something do you?" 

"What? No. It's nothing like that. I don't have anything. It's just this is my first time-" I started. 

"Oh. Look man, I'm not trying to take your virginity here or anything," he shrugged. 

"No. No, I mean I have only been with one person for the last five or so years, and we just kind of broke up and I haven't done this with anybody since I met him, which surprise was at club," I spoke nervously. 

"Well hey, relax. We'll only do this if you want to, and if you're still hung up on your ex or something then we can stop this right now. I'm not gonna force you or anything." 

"No, yeah I know that. It's just that haven't done this in a while so I'm just kind of nervous," I shrugged. 

"You sure you wanna do this?" he looked me in the eyes. 

I nodded, "Yeah your dance moves really turned me on," I smirked. 

"Well here, how about I put on a personal show just for you," he winked at me pushing me onto his bed. 

He straddled my waist and leaned into towards my lips, kissing me as I wrapped my arms around his neck and my fingers tangled throughout his hair. I hadn't been with anyone since I had the one night stand with Zayn which flourished into an actual relationship with him.

 Everything changed for me after that. I fell in love with him. I was in complete bliss whenever I was with him and I was completely open. All the walls were completely torn down and I was completely cut open, showing every single piece of muscle fiber in me. I honestly felt as if nothing would go wrong in our relationship because I loved him and he loved me, but the first brick reappeared when the affair with Harry happened and since then everything he's done has brought another brick or stitch back. 

I am over the whole Harry thing, though it may not seem like it, but I am. Harry's my mate and I know he's Zayn's mate too, but everything now is just a repercussion of that. I'm not who I used to be, especially not when Zayn and I first started dating. I feel like I'm worse now, and I need to figure out myself and my life. I just want to let loose, which is one of he main reasons why I'm here, in bed, with is random stranger, something that Zayn first was to me. 

"Hey, wait," I called out before the stranger was about to leave.

He stopped in the middle of the doorway looking at me, "Yeah?"

"You can't tell anyone about his alright?" I rubbed my eyes as I still laid in bed. 

"It is a one night stand mate. Fuck and forget," he winks at me before leaving my room. 

I sighed and got up o take a quick shower before heading to the kitchen to make myself some pancakes for breakfast. I was sat by the counter eating my pancake scrolling through social media apps as Louis came in and laid a hand on my shoulder. 

"Had a fun night Liam?" he asked. 

"Piss off Lou," I shrugged him off. 

"Thank goodness I wasn't here last night, but don't think I didn't see your boy toy leave in the morning," Louis said as he stood in front me from across the counter. 

I sighed before putting down my phone and turning up head up to look at him, "Don't tell Zayn about his please." 

"Shouldn't matter right? You guys are broken up," he shrugged.