The Man Who Stayed [Ziam AU]

XVI

"Oi, oi!" Louis called from the hallways, calling the attention of Liam and Harry while they're walking.

The two glanced, seeing Louis jog to them.

"Hey, Louis." Liam greeted, smiling.

"Hi, what you two talking 'bout?" Louis asked, kissing the tip of Harry's nose, making Harry giggle.

"Liam's celebration for his birthday." Harry exclaimed. "This guy's gonna have it on a resort and - okay Liam, you talk about it."

Louis and Liam chuckled, Harry's being excited. "Oh well, it's on Saturday and yes, on a resort."

"Really? Cool, who's invited?" Louis again asked.

"We-"

"Me, you, Harry, Lyle, and Zayn of course." An Irish voice told out from nowhere making Liam nod.

"And where the hell were you?" Harry asked.

"With Lyle." Niall simply answered, shrugging. "Wait, Liam, have you asked Zayn about your birthday?"

Liam shook his head sadly.

"I can handle it." Louis said, them hearing the students coming by.

"Thanks Lou, see ya guys later!" Liam said, them parting ways to go to their own locker.

>>>>

Liam sat beside Zayn at first subject. He's really hesitant, but he didn't sat beside him for long. He missed Zayn, not physically but socially.

"Hey," he greeted Zayn since the teacher came out to go to the loo.

Zayn just lightly smiled, "I heard you're having a birthday party?"

Liam lightly blush, Zayn smiled and talked to him again. "Yeah," he stammered. "You're invited there, uh, so -"

"I'm going," Zayn said, "Thank you."

"No problem, you're a friend." Liam smiled at him, even though he wanted to replace the friend as something more.

Zayn stayed still for a second, then nodded.

The teacher came after some minutes after their small talk. Liam was glad that Zayn talked to him again and he's going to the party.

He immediately thought that it will be his greatest birthday party.

Liam sighed in bliss, looking at Zayn who is doing paperwork.

He's already sure he love this guy.

>>>> (i'm giddy wtf)

"Louis!" Zayn shouted in annoyance, "I swear, if you didn't helped me here, I'm going to - ugh! Just please!"

Louis chuckled, "Zaynie, you don't have to be extravagant for Liam, he already likes you!"

"I don't care! I- I just want to be ready, okay? I'm not picking clothes for him!" Zayn said, digging through his drawer and closet, going here and there.

Louis shook his head, Zayn wouldn't come tomorrow in Liam's birthday if he isn't 'ready'. "Ah, let me help you there."

"Finally! Thank you!" Zayn said in sarcasm.

"Yeah, whatever, you have plenty of clothes but can't even pick one." Louis said. Zayn pouted.

"I just wanna look good." Zayn muttered to himself, but Louis heard him.

"You look good, you blockhead." Louis teased, handing him a shirt which has a graphic design that said 'Cool Kids Don't Dance'. "Is this okay?"

Zayn squealed and lightly jumped, "Yes! I'm going to wear this tomorrow!"

Louis giggled lightly, "Now, you pick what you bring."

"Aw, Lou!" Zayn whinged. "Fine, but you call Harry and let him help me."

"You're alright with him being here? You're okay about that?" Louis asked curiously, "No offense but -"

"Yeah, its okay really. Now call him, please!" Zayn said, sitting on his bed.

Louis slipped his phone out of his pocket, "I think liking Liam is healing you." He uttered, shrugging while dialling Harry.

"What? What d-do you mean?" Zayn asked.

"You should try going out with him. Not as friends, ya know." Louis said, sticking his phone on his ears to talk to Harry. "Hello, Hazza? Would you come here at Zayn's? Yes, love. I'll text you. Love you." He hang up then texted him the address of Zayn.

"Is he coming?" Zayn asked. Louis nodded, Zayn sighed in relief.

"Now, Zee, if Liam's gonna ask you to go out, like as a boyfriend, will you go with him?" Louis asked knowingly.

"I'm scared." Zayn muttered. "He said earlier, I'm just a friend, he -"

"Zayn, I'm asking if just ever." Louis trailed him off. Zayn inhaled and exhaled exaggeratedly.

"I will, okay? Would give it a try." Zayn said gently.

"You wouldn't regret it, that's for sure." Louis uttered, laying on Zayn's bed.

"Its not like he would do it." Zayn pointed out.

"Zayn, its a hundred percent guaranteed."

"Whatever you say."

Louis' phone suddenly rang, "Oh wait, its Harry." He answered, "Ahuh? Okay. We're going. Wait, I'm going now. Okay."

"He's here?" Zayn asked then Louis answered a very fast 'yes', then they went on the front door to catch Harry.

"Hello!" Harry greeted them once they saw each other.

"Hey, babe. So, Zaynie here wants you to help him." Louis said, kissing Harry's cheek.

"Aw," Harry cooed. "Okay, so, what will we do?"

"Just pick, uh, my clothes for tomorrow." Zayn said shyly.

"Let's go! Damn, you're pretty rich, you must know what to bring!" Harry uttered, going in when Louis told him to.

"Nah, he wanted to impress Li -"

"Lou!"

Harry laughed, "Don't worry, Zayn. I won't tell him!" He winked at him and got ready to fix Zayn's belongings that they are going to bring for tomorrow.

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dedic: BuriedInZayn ✨ (maligayang bati ü) (she's a Filipino like me ok 😊)

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