((NEEDS A LOT OF EDITING)) We Don't Even Have To Try - Larry, Ziam and Nosh AU

Just Gonna Stand There

I AM REALLY SORRY THERE IS ACTUALLY NO EXCUSE I KINDA JUST DITCHED I AM VERY APOLOGY.

WOW DOGE.

K.

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Zayn-

A little more rounding on the ears... no, perhaps a bigger crescent where his mouth edge is joining his cheeks.... yes. And a bit of shading under the eyes... hey, look, it's Mickey Mouse.

I sighed contentedly to myself and looked around my empty dorm... room? I guess, well, wherever it was that I slept and ate. Also showered and did my business, but I guess that's irrelevant.

Damn, I just remembered we have school camp tomorrow, and I have to put up with people, I hate people. Especially when they've always been mean to you because of your personality and skin colour, fucking twats.

I don't even want friends, I don't have any friends, and that's the way I like it. I like being alone, I always am alone. I guess that's the way it's always been, since I was 7, oh that day when I was 7.

I snapped out of my bitter thoughts and slowly stood up, stretching my stiff muscles. I glared at the clock on my wall which told me it was 1:54 am.

I should go to sleep I guess. I have camp tomorrow, although I could still go to that party down a couple of dorm blocks.

There would be weed...

I shook the the thought from my brain... I didn't need that shit. Not tonight. I particularly didn't feel like socializing with people.

Except maybe one.

Liam Payne... I bent over my desk and flipped my drawing book's pages back til I reached 'that' drawing, my best one yet.

His smiling face, his pretty, crinkly eyes.

Damnit, Zayn.

Looks like I'm going to that party in search of the pretty boy with the crinkly eyes.

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Black v-neck, black skinnies, black doc martens later, I was walking down to dorm 5, where I knew Liam would be. I may have overhead a few girls talking about how they were going to try and get with him there... some kid called Neil or Niall was hosting it and it was the farewell party seeing as we were going on camp tomorrow. There also wouldn't be as many people seeing as lots would be up early to pack because they left it too late... yes that includes me.

However, I needed to see that brown eyed boy again after today. Our little... encounter was very... interesting.

Don't go into that memory, Zayn, you'll crave him more.

The door to dorm 5 was wide open and hard style music was blaring from inside. Lights were flashing, illuminating a section of the wall out side. I walked through the doorway and scanned the room for the boy.

Liam, where are you?

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Ouch, my fucking head.

What even happened last night?

Quick check:

Am I in my bed? Yes.

Am I naked? No.

Am I hungover? No fucking shit.

Is there someone with me? No - YES.

Of course, it's fucking 'Puppy-Eyes Payne.'

"Good morning, Zayn."

Ugh. His voice is soooo sexy.

Stop it.

"Hey, Liam."

Breathe.

"Good. You're finally awake. I have some painkillers and some water here, you should drink some, when you get up of coyrse don't want to rush it of course I'm sorry if I'm being weird I-"

Aw he's blushing.

"Nah it's all good, thanks for taking care of me."

"Right. Well I have to go before Danielle kills me, and it's 9:25 so I suggest you get up before the bus leaves and if you need anything else then call me, I've left you my number, not to be creepy but yeah um catch ya later I guess?"

Breathe.

He squeaked the last part of his sentence as if he was running out of breath and I won't lie; that made my insides flip.

"Thanks for everything, see you later I guess." I smiled at him.

He nodded and stood up, walking over to my dorm room door before stopping and turning to me with a sly grin.

"No problems, mate."

Cheeky bastard.

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I launched myself off of my bed before downing the painkillers and water and running to the bathroom. I guess I could shower when I get there... I'll just fix my hair.

I coiffed it up at the front slightly and did a full body turn, admiring my masterpiece.

Don't lose track of time, Zayn, you still need to pack.

Shitty fuck.

I sprinted to my desk and grabbed my suitcase from the cupboard next to it, hurriedly unzipping the big pocket.

I pulled my drawer out from it's socket and emptied it into the suitcase. All my tops and pants fell in on top of one another.

Right, now my underwear and toiletries.

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The time was suddenly 9:40. Shit.

I was packed but I wasn't dressed, damnit.

I delved into my suitcase and pulled out a charcoal grey tank top and some dark green skinnies, lovely. The tank top would show off my muscles and my tattoos, not that I was wanting any attention for them from a certain someone.

I could hear people rushing by in the hallway, trying to get to the buses in time and I panicked, what shoes am I going to wear?

Why did I go to that party?

I hate you, Liam.

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9:55 I was fully packed, dressed and ready to go, sprinting down the hallway to get to my dorm bus.

"Shit sorry!" I knocked into someone, but fuck them I ain't stopping.

9:59! Just made it!

I let out a long rush of air as I settled into my seat and pulled out my drawing book and put my earphones in.

This will be a long trip.

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Really not happy with this due to the lack of human interaction and dialog bc Zayn has no chillbudskies so Liam was the only chance I got.

I take Zayn as a quiet person that thinks to themselves a lot and keeps all their thoughts in their head except when a prime opportunity presents itself for him to be witty, but converses with people only if he wants to so I hope I portrayed that well...

meow.