"I mean, I couldn't really see a future with her, but, i still loved her, and it just, hurt, you know?" Liam slurs to the empty space infront of him
Zayn, who's making a drink for another customer on the far right end of the bar can only hear Liam's small murmurs from a distance. Zayn eyes the drunk man warily, he looked so distressed when he came in and Zayn doesn't know why, but the sad look in Liam's eyes tugged on Zayn's heartstrings.
Zayn walks back to where Liam is seated, with his forehead planted on the bar while murmuring incoherent things Zayn can't make out.
There are four things in Zayn's mind that are tangled with Liam tonight, which are:
1. Liam's bitch of a girlfriend cheated on him with his asshole best friend.
2. Liam's eyes are a shade of warm chocolate, the kind of warm that when you look at them, you can feel a buzz going through your body.
3. Liam has tattoos covering both the lengths of his right and left arm. and if Zayn wants to find out if Liam has more underneath the shirt he's wearing (which he doesn't), he's the only one who knows.
4. Zayn really, really shouldn't be thinking of Liam like this, because the poor man is drunk on vodka and is now talking about how much he loves the small glass in front of him.
Zayn smiles in simpathy towards the brown-haired lad.
"Zayn!" Liam looks up and beams at him, "I like your eyes, I really like your eyes, your beautiful eyes, your eyes, Zayn's eyes." Liam slurs with hooded eyes trained on Zayn's eyes
Zayn laughs, and Liam grins.
"I like your eyes too, Liam." Zayn says softly as Liam smiles at him
"You feeling better, Li?" Zayn asks
"No, wait- Yes, um- Maybe?" Liam answers with a confused look on his face, and Zayn is fond.
"So, what exactly happened? You wanna talk about it?" Zayn asks as he eyes the now emptying bar
"I was out of town, um, for a bus- busy- bussin?" Liam's head is foggy and he frowns as he couldn't remember what the word is.
"Bussiness?" Zayn fills in with a grin
"Ah! Yes! that word! was supposed to be back in a couple more days, but -a shrug- thought it'd be nice to surprise her." Liam ends, with another shrug.
"I'm sorry, mate." Zayn says
"Nah, it's okay, I'm feeling better, I love vodka." Liam grins as he holds up what's left in his glass, downs it, and Zayn laughs.
So the night goes on with two pairs of eyes stealing glances at each other when they're separated and a pair of smiles when they're in front of each other
"I like your tattoos. I like your nose too. and your eyelashes are so loooo-"
"Right, enough drinks for you, then." Zayn cuts Liam off with a smile
Zayn is not going to make any advantage towards Liam tonight, because, look at him, he's drunk, and he just got cheated on, obviously the last thing he needs is a guy hitting on him.
"Can you -hiccup- call a ca -hiccup- b for me?" Liam asks with his head propped on his right palm.
And if Zayn is dejected that Liam is leaving, he doesn't show it
"Yeah, sure." Zayn walks off to the phone attached on the wall. Zayn walks out from the wooden half-circle that surrounds him and plops himself down on a stool next to Liam
"I'm honestly feeling better." Liam says as he smiles towards Zayn
"Right, glad you are, Liam." Zayn smiles back
"I like your nooose." Liam slurs as he lifts a finger and trails it down from between Zayn's eyebrows down to the tip of his nose and boops it.
Zayn takes a hold of Liam's wrist as laughter bubbles inside of him (something else bubbles inside of him too but let's pretend it doesn't)
The sound of a cab honking outside startles them both
"Okay, Mr. Drunk, let's get you to your cab." Zayn slings Liam's arm around his shoulders and wraps an arm around Liam's waist, going to the cab waiting outside.
Zayn pushes open the door with his shoulder and goes out with a limp Liam in his arms, he puts Liam inside the cab and pats Liam's cheek, "You good, Li?"
"Yes, I'm good, thank you, Zaynie."
Zayn laughs, for the umpteenth time that night. He hears Liam rattling off an address to the driver and stands up straight and closes the door.
The cab drives off and he heads back inside.
"Who was that, beta?" His mum's voice startles him, he looks to the diner part of the building and smiles at his mum sitting down in one of the comfortable wooden chairs.
He slides the sliding glass door separating the two different parts of the wide building.
He loves this part of the building, all smooth wooden furnitures, and the smell of spices dancing in the air
"Just a drunk man." He answers with a shrug
"Just a drunk man?" Trisha asks with amusement in her voice
"Okay, good night, Mum. I'll clean up and we'll lock up." Zayn turns around with a small smile
"Oh, don't work yourself too hard, have Danny clean up sometimes." Trisha walks towards him
"Ah, that'd be nice! if Danny is here. Baba gave him a day off so I could work all alone as my punishment." Zayn answers with a pout.
Trisha laughs and runs her hand through her son's hair
"Don't worry, I'll have a few people from the diner help you out, sunshine."
Zayn grins at his mum, "Thanks, Mum."
"Don't forget the just drunk man will probably come back tomorrow." His mum says as she walks away
"Yea- wait, What?" Zayn looks up from where he's now wiping the bar
"His car is still in the lot, so he'll probably come back." Trisha says with a shrug and amusement
"Okay, bye, Mum, goodnight."
so, Trisha laughs at her blushing crimson son and leaves.
A/N: I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED THIS AND HAD TO REPUBLISH IT IM SO STUPID IM SORRY
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Vodka & Emotions
Fanfiction"Vodka on the rocks, please." Liam mumbles with his head in his palms "Anything else?" He hears a smooth voice asks He sighs, "I don't know, emotions?" or, Liam runs off to a bar after a bad break-up and meets the charming bartender, Zayn.
