So Will the Plan Work? [A Ziam Fanfiction]

Chapter 25-I'm sorry,WHAT?!

Hello,everybody!

I know,I've been keeping all of you guys waiting for AGES! I'm terribly sorry for that,really.Just deal with me,okay? Sorry again! 'Things' have been going on and my mind was well,distracted.My laptop was gone to repair and me being me,refused to write on my phone. But hey,I read the comments on my previous chapie and I'm glad that people are really into this story. 

Story of my life was absolute perfection,though *o*

Before I forget, I just wanted to tell you all that this chapie is dedicated to 'superwholock0822' because she is literally the sweetest person ever.She took out the time to make a trailer for this story and I'm just really happy cause I never expected anyone to do that without even asking! Yup, told you she is amazingly sweet and I love her! Thanks,babe...you're awesome! (I've put the video on the side)

So here's chapie number 25...enjoy!

-Jenny aka LoveandHeartbreaks

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 [ZAYN’s P.O.V.]

“Do you ever think about that kiss?”

“Yes.” I replied, because well, that is the truth after all. I realized that denying wouldn’t do any good apparently. I miss the touch of those warm lips on mine, the way they felt so soft and nice. The way I want more of it. The way I know that I’ll never get enough.

But no, I can’t do this. I can’t be so selfish to Liam or to Niall. They’d never forgive me and for that matter, I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself.

“Look, Liam,” I began, trying to look anywhere but at him because I know after all these years, Liam can see right through me. I’m like an open book to him, really and he’d instantly know I’m lying. “It-It was a mistake, okay? Maybe we were just caught in the moment. Maybe it was the alcohol. I don’t know. But all I know is that it shouldn’t have happened. And I promise, it wouldn’t happen ever again…I promise.”

As the words left from my mouth, time seemed to slow down so that I could actually see Liam’s face go dull and the press of his lips clearly means that he’s feeling uncomfortable and uneasy about this.

“And I’m sorry. Just do me a favor and never bring this up in front of Niall. I don’t want to see him upset, yeah?”

Liam nodded and then mumbled, “So it was all a mistake, huh?”

“Yeah.” I whispered back, not lifting my gaze from the ground.

“Yup.  Nothing else, right? We’re still cool. No worries, no feelings, no nothing?” He questioned again.

I used the fact that I’d got a text from Paul asking where we are as an excuse not to answer.

The photoshoot that we’re all at right now is all loud and bright and crazy. Its nothing new from all the other photoshoots we’ve done before but it is making me grumpy and sulky for the simple reason that Liam and Niall are close, way too close for my liking and definitely way too close than their daily quota. I’m trying to distract myself from then but they’re making it fucking impossible. They’re making our photographer click all sorts of kissy-faced pictures of them and its downright frustrating to watch, okay?

‘Will you stop touching him dammit?’ I thought as I saw Niall trail behind Liam for the hundredth time. I cannot help it. My envy has reached to a point where it has become an actual, physical pain in my chest and this most definitely feels like the longest shoot ever.