MY BROTHER'S FIANCE - Ziam (B-1)

Work

"That was smooth?" Zayn says looking at the ceiling

"Huh?" Liam turns to him

"Using my sisters to calm me... nice move Mr.Payne" zayn credits

"Well thank you! What can i say Mr.Malik I was born smart" liam says with a smirk

"And cocky"

"And handsome"

"Can't deny that" zayn smirks "you were definitely born hand-some" he added with a laugh

"What was that?" Liam hits him with his pillow.

"Apparently the truth you cant stand" zayn giggles and slams back with his pillow.

Both stay fighting until the room was covered in feathers and fits of laughter.

"How old are you again? Oh yeah 4" liam says, agreeing with himself.

"Yeah i am 24 but what about you li, you are probably smaller than safa"

"For your kind information Mr.Malik i am 20 and a very successful musician"

"Never heard of you payne" zayn tackles him on bed

"Well what else can be expected from a jobless person ha?" Liam raises his brow, looking above to zayn, on his top.

"Who said i am jobless? I fucking work!"

"Really? Never saw you working! Dont tell me your a stripper, who works at night, when everyone's asleep"

"I got a shape for that" zayn shruggs

"Nah!! you have a flat ass"

"But my face is worth dying" zayn grins

"True that! So you're a stripper... show me your moves then" liam folds his arm, zayn still siting on his top.

"And you call me a pervert. Hypocrite enough?" zayn says

"Jokes aside zayn, you really a stripper?" Liam turns the topic

"No jerk!" Zayn playfully hits liam's head and rolls beside him.

"Then?"

"I am a model... or used to work as a model for my dad" zayn says, clapping his hands to close the lights.

"You're a Vogue Model?"

"Was" zayn corrects

"Really???" Liam asks in disbelief

"Yeah but i left it two years ago!"

"Why?"

"Well dad and me dont go along good"

"Why?"

"Because i- God you ask so many questions. I am sleepy, big head" zayn whines and covers his face in duvet.

"Zayn if you left your job, your jobless, you freak"

"I am the co-owner of my dad's Vogue cloth-line, so i get my check every month. You're husband is an independent rich man, okay?"

"Whatever!!!" Liam peeks his tongue childishly "i work too... like real work unlike sitting home doing nothing and receiving checks"

"Good! your life sucks then" zayn laughs and turns his back on him

"Well atleast i 'USE' to work" liam quotes the work use in air, though zayn couldnt see it, he felt the sadness in liam's voice.

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"You going somewhere?" Liam asks worriedly, watching zayn wear his tie from bed.

"Yeah" zayn nodds with a sincere smile.