3 Rounds Reloaded//Ziam

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HI GUYS! As you can tell I'm hella excited to update after so many months. Hopefully my loves, which are you guys actually read because it's been so long. Anyways get on with it you Ziam/Larry lovers. At least 10 comments and I'll post the next chapter. Guys I just realized something. I know I have sais that all the characters have resided in New York/ New Jersey and that's sinply because of their careers. They are all proud brit's (and Ireland natives) like in real life accents and lingo still intact. Okay that's all, read on. Xo

question of the chapter: What's your favorite song at the moment?

 (I'll try to use all the songs you guys comment within the next few chapters if they apply to what is happening within that chapter xo)

My answer: Dang! By Mac Miller.

How many mistakes do it take 'til you leave

When I'm left with my hand and my face all red

And a face looking at you like (Wait)

I know I ain't a saint, if it ain't too late, well

I can't keep on losing you, I runaway so fast

Know my heart like gold but it break like glass

Knowing shit get old when I act so young

Baby you so cold, never had no sun

Mac Miler// Dang

Liam Payne excused himself from the table. He couldn't take it anymore. Stella had taken it upon herself to make Liam's life hell the last hour. She would rub her foot against his crotch, bite and lick her lips in front of him and make subtle sexual innuendos. You name it, she did it. The former boxer didn't understand why she was trying so hard to break him. Liam used to be a huge fūck boy in high school. Pretty girls practically fell at his feet. But after he came a father he wasn't interested in the pretty girls he attracted, if anything it was men that happened to be on his mind more. He was openly bi and had no problem with that. Ever since Danielle girls weren't on the forefront of his mind.

But, this was different. Why was he feeling any type of attraction to the girl at all. Liam was completely and utterly confused. The puppy eyed boy splashed his face with water and rose from the counter.

All of a sudden the door flew open and Liam flinched, looking over at the brunette girl that had interrupted his thinking.

"Stella! Jesus fúcking Christ, what are you doing?" Liam whispered forcefully, arching an eyebrow. This was obviously the men's room and from the look on Stella's face she knew this.

"Just wanted go come check on you, Li yumm." Stella over drew out Liam's name, licking her lips and pressing her body against his as he backed into the counter.

"T-the door is unlocked, someone's gonna come in." Liam struggled to formulate words as he tried his best to get away without hurting her.

Stella shrugged and placed her hand over his very obvious bulge "Locked it." The girl smirked devilishly, beginning to palm his length. "You know, Zayn told us that story, about you calling it the Payne Train. Clever, cute even. I wouldn't mind taking a ride on the train. I know you aren't strictly dickly"

Liam bit down on his bottom lip, trying to suppress his breathy moans. "Don't you miss the real thing." The girl whispered into his ear, referring to her woman parts.

"Come on Liam, I could pretend to be Zayn. You know, take it from behind and what not." Stella grinned and pulled her hand away, leaving a kiss on Liam's jaw.

"Let me know if you want to take me up on that offer." And just as quickly as she had arrived the girl was gone.

Liam let out a heavy sigh and glanced down at his very obvious and quite painful boner. "Fúck.." He murmured, shaking his head and locking himself in a bathroom stall.

About ten minutes later Liam retreated back to the table. A scowl on his face as his eyes locked with Stella's pleased ones for a fleeting second.

"Oi babe, did you fall in the toilet?" Zayn asked teasingly, laughing light heartedly at his lover.

Liam shrugged and went back to poking at the steak that had gotten cold on his plate. He groaned and just settled with taking a sip from his wine glass, ignoring Zayn's attempts to make him laugh. He didn't exactly mean to ignore Zayn, it was just Liam couldn't think as Stella sat there smugly.

"Liam, you alright love?" Perrie asked softly, flashing a bubbly perrie like smile at the wolverhampton native. Zayn noticed that Liam wasn't even looking up, he rolled his eyes and nudged his fiancé.

"Are we boring you?" Zayn murmured playfully yet with a slight bit of attitude.

Just then Liam snapped out of his haze and smirked gently, rubbing his dark haired fiancé's shoulder. "No of course not babes." Liam shook his head vigorously, as if he was trying to convince himself.

"Right anyways.." Zayn trailed off, speaking animatedly to the group of people, everyone erupting into laughs after a few minutes. Stella then leaned in and said something to Zayn that seemed to be out loud because everyone appeared to be listening. Liam, who witnessed this out of the corner of his eye forced himself to snap out of it because everyone was staring at him. It was almost as if he had headphones in and completely tuned out of the real world.

"What was that?" Liam asked, arching a dark eyebrow and turning his head back to everyone.

"You fucked Stella?" Zayn asked, his tone poisonous and his glare seething with anger as his light brown eyes widened and almost clouded with anger.

Liam almost choked on the sip of wine he had taken. The boy swallowed heavily, his eyes widening as well. "What? Not quite, w-well, um. I got a hard on but erm, it wasn't quite.." Liam tripped over his words.

"Li..What are you talking about?" Zayn asked quietly, a look of confusion on everyone's face.

Suddenly it occurred to Liam that the others had made a joke and he just wasn't in on it.

"Fuck me.." Liam groaned, watching as Zayn stormed off.