1D & 5sos One Shots

Zayn Malik is a Douche Bag [Zouis-AU]

Zayn Malik is a Douche Bag [Zouis-AU]~


Louis Tomlinson walked into his school on a Friday morning only to be greeted by his dumb jock of a best friend, Niall Horan.

"Aye mate!" He yelled. Niall yelled a lot.

"Hey," Louis grinned at the blonde boy.

"Malik, seven o'clock," Niall suddenly murmured, turning towards the lockers slightly.

Louis looked behind him to see Zayn Malik, possibly the biggest douche bag to ever live, and all of his goons, including Josh Devine, marching through the halls liked they owned the place.

Louis just rolled his eyes at them turning back to Niall. "C'mon, let's get to class."

As the fourth period bell rang and all of the juniors were dismissed for lunch, Louis met Niall and their other friends, Ashton and Harry, outside Ashton's honors chemistry class. The group entered the cafeteria, bought lunch, and sat with their usual crowd of footie players and cheerleaders.

Zayn, Josh, and the rest of their good-for-nothing friends could be seen eating a few tables away, and for some reason, Louis couldn't help but stare. Maybe today Zayn was just looking extra attractive in his cut-off and beanie. His tattoos were as sexy as always and his hazel eyes sparkled as his laughed with his friends.

"Louis," Niall snapped him out of his trance. "You were, uh, staring over at Zayn's table,"

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry Nialler, I wasn't checking out Josh if that's what you're worried about,"
Niall blushed deeply and resumed eating once again. Niall had always had a bit of a thing for Josh Devine and his dark eyes, hair, and tattoos. Niall always insisted all of it was 'sexy', and Louis was possibly just beginning to understand how Niall felt.

"So, what are the pretty boys up to today?" A voice asked. Louis looked up to see none other than Zayn and Josh standing behind Harry and Ashton's chairs.

Zayn was the one who had spoken while Josh stayed silent, biting his pierced lip and staring at Niall intensely. Niall found it hard to make eye contact with him.

"Fuck off Malik," Harry sneered from his seat.

"What was that pretty boy?" Zayn snapped, leaning in toward Harry's face. Harry gulped and opened his mouth to answer, but Louis beat him to it.

"Zayn," he said sternly. "What's your deal?"

Zayn just scoffed, rolling his eyes, and the headed back to his respective lunch table.

Josh, however, made his way around to the other side of the table to whisper something into Niall's ear. Louis could practically see Niall drooling, and Josh spoke to him, but once their table was punk-free, Niall refused to talk about it, and Louis couldn't help but wonder why they had come over to talk in the first place.

Louis found himself looking back across the lunch room to glare at Zayn multiple times. The two had never liked each other. But maybe Louis was second guessing himself.

The remainder of the lunch period was awkward, with Ashton and Harry only talking to each other. Niall was silent, and Louis didn't know what to do.

They emptied their lunch trays and headed to their next class. All except Louis.

He found himself going to Zayn's locker to talk him up a little.

"Zayn, what's your problem?" Louis said a little too loudly as he approached him at his locker.

"My problem? I'm not the one with the problem, faggot, I don't pretend like I have friends and can play footie," Zayn sneered.

"God, you are so uptight, how about you stop being such a douche and stop walking around like you're better than everyone else," Louis shot at Zayn.

Zayn's face twisted up in anger at this, which Louis found extremely hot. He was getting turned on by his enemy, great.

"Get out of my ass," Zayn snapped.

"At least you know I'd top," Louis muttered, turning to walk away. But Zayn tightly gripped his shoulder and spun him back around.

"Excuse me?"

"I said, I'd be topping. You'd love being fucked, you little cumslut. But I wouldn't want to fuck you anyways, I have too much dignity for that," Louis lied, shoving Zayn's hand away from his shoulder.

Zayn grabbed Louis' hand and pulled him right up next to his face. "You'd love fucking me," he murmured, fanning his minty breath across Louis' face.

Louis gulped and tried to pull away, but Zayn kept his grip on him. "You're probably so turned on, Louis, do I make you hard? You would totally fuck me, don't deny it."

Louis blinked a couple times and answered, "I'd probably fuck you, Zayn."

"You're such a faggot," Zayn growled, pushing Louis inside a janitor's closet. "'Probably'," he mocked him. "That's not even a question."

"You're so damn cocky, you asshole," Louis insulted as Zayn joined him in the closet, closing the door and locking it.

"I'm very cocky," he winked, grabbing Louis by the back of his neck and angrily kissing his lips.

"What the, fuck are you, doing," Louis breathed in between kisses as he started undoing his own pants.

Zayn didn't answer, he just kept kissing Louis and removing articles of clothing one by one.

"You're the biggest douche bag ever," Louis moaned as Zayn began to palm him through his boxers.

"You're such a faggot," Zayn mumbled against his neck.

"I really don't enjoy people like you," Louis groaned.

"That might've been the nicest way of telling someone they hate them," Zayn panted into Louis' collarbone.

"Why am I enjoying this," Louis breathed, more to himself than Zayn.

"Because I'm hot," Zayn grinned, lowering himself to his knees.

"What are you- oh," Louis moaned in pleasure.

Zayn was most definitely sucking him off.

As Zayn bobbed his head and Louis kept up his loud moans, the tardy bell rang. Screw school, they'd probably spend the whole day in that janitors closet.

Zayn and Louis kept up their acts, ending with two sweaty boys covered in cum and Zayn very sore.

"What the hell," Louis panted as Zayn wiped off his chest. "What was that,"

"You just had sex with me," Zayn breathed heavily, putting his clothes back on.

"Why did I do that, you're a dick," Louis leaned his head against the wall.

"Why did I let you fuck me, you're a faggot," Zayn responded.

"Is this like a one time thing, or no," Louis asked.

"I actually kinda liked it," Zayn grinned.


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Zayn and Louis eventually emerged from the janitors closet after deciding that if they wanted to keep fooling around that they should be an item.

So they walked into the lunch room the next day holding hands.

Niall glanced at their hands and back up at Louis' eyes.

"Did you two like, fuck or something?" Josh raised a pierced eyebrow.

"Uh," Zayn began.

"We uh," Louis glanced at Zayn.

"We just, um,"

"Yeah. Fucked."

"Okay, well you guys fucked, then I can say me and Niall made out," Josh shrugged.

Niall flushed a bright pink, burying his face in Josh's shoulder. Josh nuzzled the top of Niall's head with his nose.

"Is he any good?" Zayn asked Josh.

"I could ask you the same thing,"

"He's such a good fuck, though,"

Louis rolled his eyes, "Zayn Malik, you're a douche bag."


~*a/n*~


So that was perfect

Thanks for finishing my prompt fag I'm mean Ashtyn

You guys should go read our Zarry mini fic The Cadence of Our Lives idk

~*Mama Pigeon*~