No Control

Pushing & Pulling Me Down to You

Major plot point (plz don't kill me)

Also, I am making a one shot book incase you have any requests for that. It's on my profile.

Chapter 4:

LIAM

There was a knock on the door and Zayn groaned, wanting to stay in bed. "Want me to get it again?" I asked. We were both laying down in his bed, feeling tired from the numerous amount of rounds we had. I felt like I couldn't get enough of Zayn. He was everything to me, and it felt so surreal to be with him again.

"I don't want you to leave either." He whined, and I smiled at him. "Well, one of us had to get it." I said.

"Fine. I'll get it." He said as he got out of bed and grabbed a shirt and some sweats to throw on. I found myself running my eyes up and down his perfect body. Zayn was beautiful in so many ways. From his personality to his looks. I felt so lucky and thankful that he loved me. And I just loved hearing him say it.

I grabbed his arm and pulled him in real quick, pressing a kiss to his lips. He smiled into it and cupped my face, pulling me in closer. "Mmm, I love you so much." Zayn breathed out once we broke apart.

"I love you, too. So much more than you could imagine." I said, kissing him gently once more. "Now go answer the door, and I'll be there soon." He laughed at me as he pushed me away and then got up, leaving the room.

I quickly got out of bed and fixed my hair before dressing into some jeans and a white t-shirt. I left the room, hearing Zayn already talking to someone.

"This is a nice place." The person said, and I froze for a second, knowing that voice. It was only deeper and a bit slower. It was strong and smooth. I turned the corner and smiled as I saw Harry looking all around the room and then he looked at me.

"Liam!" He yelled as he came to me and hugged me. I laughed, hugging him back. I think I was very close to Harry when we were in the house. Sure, it was because I felt something towards him at first, but I knew being his friend was my place. All I ever wanted to do was help him.

"Hey, Harry. How've you been?" I asked as we let go of each other. It was really nice seeing Harry again. I just hoped he and Louis could work things out.

"I've been good. Okay. Um, it's great to see you." He said, and I smiled at him. It really did feel great to see him. It felt wonderful to see him! I felt like we really were best friends. Maybe I couldn't replace Niall, but I don't think it's the same as far as feelings go.

"Oh, I just came by to check the place out. Hope you don't mind, Z." He said, turning to look at Zayn.

"No, it's fine, Harry. Um, how long are you planning on staying?" He asked. Harry's face fell a bit at that question, and Zayn quickly tried to amend his words. "Sorry. It's not like that. I just-"

"It's fine. I understand. I get that you two want as much alone time as possible. I should go now anyway. Niall said he wanted to come over and talk. It was great seeing you, Li. See you both sometime soon." He said as he walked towards the door.

"Harry, you know I didn't mean it that way-" Zayn said, grabbing onto his arm to stop him for a few seconds. I knew what he meant. We both knew Louis would be coming back soon, and I knew that they both weren't ready for any confrontation. Zayn was also aware of that.

"I know. I get it. No hard feelings, Z. Promise." Harry said with as small smile, but I could just see the pain that was hidden in his eyes. He was never like this. Not even when we kidnapped him all those years ago. Saying we kidnapped him feel so surreal considering where we all are now.