The Man Who Stayed [Ziam AU]

XXVIII

Zayn

It's already Thursday and Liam is still sick. I feel bad, I really want to call him, text him, or even visit him.

The only problem is I'm anxious, shy, nervous, awkward, and many more. I'm absolutely embarrassed.

I mean, yeah, we have told each other I love you but it's just... new to me. Before, we were just friends and the change is cute-- and it's making me shy at the same time.

I'm glad Liam is not like me. He is proud of loving me. I find it very sweet, I hope this doesn't end.

Although, I know it could happen. It's life, we can't dictate what would happen.

I sighed, getting out of my thoughts.

I straighted my body, confidently looking at the board. No more bowing the head, I'm looking at the teacher proudly.

I smiled mentally, I think this change of me is good. It's actually healing me. My psychiatrist said it's good and maybe after weeks, I'd get over my condition. I don't really need her, but mum said (when Seven died and I got melancholic), it's better to have her cause I wasn't talking like a non-melancholic person does and I'm only young that time. She pays the psychiatrist big, so she wouldn't leave until I got out of my condition. We got pretty close, so it's okay to have her.

Soon, I heard the bell rang, saw the crowd of students rushing to the canteen, and my friends waiting for me outside the room.

I smiled at them, gaping when I saw Liam behind Louis. I quickly went out, hugging Liam.

And wow, I didn't know I have the courage to hug him. But either way, he hugged back. After what felt like millisecond -- which is really a minute -- I pulled away and blushed.

"Missed me too much?" Liam asked.

I stuck my tongue out for a second, "Yeah, cause of that stupid sickness." He smiled.

"Well, let's go on the canteen first to eat?" Louis asked. We all agreed.

When we finally got our foods and a table, I decided to just eat my food first. And yes, I already eat normally.

Liam sat beside me, whilst Harry, Louis and Niall are in front of us. They are silently talking, so its just me and Liam to talk to each other. I stayed being quiet.

"Zayn." Liam said, "Can we talk about, um, the date?" I felt myself blush, I'm speechless cause I thought we wouldn't do that anytime soon... I just nodded. "Um, okay, I've planned it, yeah? I told you. Um, it's actually on Saturday afternoon, is that okay to you? Like, we can re-sched it, but like, yeah, it's your choice."

I smiled, cause even though Liam seems so manly, he still gets nervous and shy around me, although I should be the one to feel that.

"That is perfectly fine, Li." I said and smiled at him. He gave me a grin and nodded.

"Well, I hope you will like where are we going." He stated.

"I'm sure I'll love it." I uttered and started eating again. I looked at Harry, Louis, and Niall. They're all grinning cheekily and I rolled my eyes playfully.

Then, the bell rang.

"See you guys on dismissal." Liam said to the other lads. They waved and we walked separately.

Me and Liam, on the other hand, have same classes so we go there together. I just concentrated on the corridors, way, whatever path I have to go to but... I felt Liam's hand.

He held and entwined our hands together. I feel my cheeks burning... Liam smiles in a giddy way and I just let him hold me, because oh, damn. I like the feeling of that too.

We walked in the room hand in hand and I'm actually chuffed that only few of our classmates don't like the idea of gays but really, the population of the school have many students that are included in the lgbtq+, so, it is okay.

I am the first one who slipped the hand away. I don't think Liam will take it as a big deal, and I think it's alright if I do that. We must respect each other after all.

Liam sat and beamed at me. "Thanks for letting me hold you?" and I chuckled at his sentence.

"Are you asking me or are you stating-"

"I'm saying thanks is all, okay, Zee?" He cut me off and I smiled, nodding.

"No problem. I enjoyed it too, anyway." I shrugged and answered. Liam just nodded, a hint of hiding his giddiness noticeable on his face.

Then, I finally sat on my chair (I was preparing my things earlier), and the teacher came.

"I'd text you on Saturday, Zayn? Okay?" Liam whispered.

"Okay." I said.

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dedic: dreamyzain ∩_∩