"Malik, please come into my office." His boss, Mr. Styles, called him over the phone as he sat in his own office, doing work.
"Yes, right away sir." Zayn said rushly, he was awaiting this promotion for a while now. He's had the highest catches out of his whole squad. He's in for sure on that promotion. He entered his bosses office and sat down slowly, trying to hide his grin. He coughed, "Yes, sir?"
Mr. Styles looked up firmly, "Ah, Malik, I need you to do something for me." He announced.
And then I'll get that promotion, Zayn thought, "Anything, sir."
"Great," He said scribbling something down on on a page from his notepad, ripping it out, and handing it to Zayn, "And make sure to ask for no sprinkles because they always get that confused."
Zayn looked down confused after grabbing the paper reading;
1 hazelnut coffee
3 chocolate donuts
Zayn frowned slightly, his mouth tugging down in frustration,"Right away, sir." He gritted. He was not an errand boy.
Zayn muffled and left the office, left the police house, left his work behind to get fucking donuts for his stupid boss. You go one time and you're suddenly labeled the go-to-boy for things you're to lazy to do yourself. Zayn was pissed, he was pissed until he entered the coffee shop, and he was pissed as he walked up to the counter.
"Hel-oh, hi Zayn." He heard a sweet, sweet voice perk up.
Zayn's frown disappeared and bolted up as he locked eyes with pretty brown eyes and Liam, oh yeah. Liam fucking works here. He forgot. But how could he forget about Liam? He doesn't know. "Hey, Leeyum." He purred.
Liam blushed scarlet to the tips of his ears and shifted his eyes down to the register, "Um-Wha.. What can I get you?" He asked, his tone uncertain.
"Right," Zayn mumbled remembering the reason he was here, "A hazelnut coffee please." Zayn said firstly.
Liam nodded quickly and rushed to make the drink.
Zayn smirked, watched as the smaller boy ran around to add the ingredients and make the corrections before arriving back, panting.
"That'll be-"
"Oh that's not i-" And then Zayn's interrupted from interrupting Liam by his phone beginning to ring. Zayn excused himself quietly and picked up, "Hello?" He asked.
"Malik!" Stan yelled.
"What? Do you want a coffee too? A donut maybe? Or should I run to Canada and get you some official ham?" Zayn grumbled.
"It's not times to play games! Code 11A, 4th street from the shop, hurry, we need back up!" Stan sounded so helpless.
"Roger, I'll be right there." Zayn scandles, immediately heading for the door, without hearing Liam calling after him.
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If Zayn was pissed before, he's a monster know. How could he not fucking catch that guy? How could he not follow the guys car after turning the corner and the guy be, well, gone? How? He doesn't know.
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"U-Um... Exc-cuse me..." Liam mumbled, awkwardly, as he stepped foot into the police department and almost everyone turned around to face him in amusement, "Uh-Is there a Z-Zayn here?" He asked, looking around the room, trying to find those Hazel eyes but couldn't.
"Yeah," A nice gentlemen with a police uniform and blonde hair that patted his forehead said, "You his boyfriend?"
Liam's eyes widened, "No! I mean-no, just... A friend?" It sounded more like a question, because it was. Were Liam and Zayn friends? More? Less? Companies? Acquaintances? Nothing? Liam didn't really know. "Did.. Zayn say I was?" Liam suddenly asked.
The man smirked teasingly, "Zayn's this way, follow me."
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"Ooooohhh Zaaaayyyynnn," Stan sing songed, "I got a surprise forr yoouuuuu."
Zayn rolled his eyes, "If it's a list of what donuts you want, fuck off, I'm not in the mood." He turned around and saw Stan step in with a very red Liam behind him. "Oh." He gaped.
"I'll just leave you two aloneee." Stan winked before heading out.
Zayn frowned before turning to Liam grinning, "Hey, what are you doing here?" He said lightly.
Liam looked up to make eye contact, "Oh, right," Liam spoke, softly and slowly, "I came here to..." He looked around slightly, looking down at his hands where he held a cup of coffee and his face brightened, "Oh yeah! You forgot your coffee and I couldn't leave work to give it to you so I had to wait till I was off the clock, but, erm, it's a little cold though... Here.." Liam said, handing out the coffee for Zayn to grab.
Zayn reached for the drink and set it down on his desk, "Thanks," Zayn smiled, "It's for my boss though, sent me to get it for him, lazy arse." He muttered and Liam chuckled. He laughed. His eyes scrunched and his lips spread and he let out a heartly giggle. "Uh..."
"Hmm?" Liam blinked, "Oh and yeah, is everything ok?" He asked while Zayn raised an eyebrow, "Well, you rushed out pretty fast, I just wanted to make sure everything was fine."
"Oh," Zayn mumbled, "Yeah. Just a purse snatcher. That's s'all."
"A purse snatcher? Did you catch'em?" Liam asked.
"Naww," Zayn scratched at his jaw, "Got away."
"Ah, that bites.." Liam said, rubbing his arm slightly.
"Yeah..." Zayn nodded.
They stood their in awkward silence, avoiding each others gaze.
"So.. Um.." Liam coughed, "I guess I'll be going now.. er..." He turned slightly.
"No-Erm-Wait." Zayn called after him.
Liam turned to him, and he looked so pretty, so beautiful, so stunning that Zayn stared at this boy, and how can he even be real, Zayn thought, how can such a gorgeous creature like him exist and not to mention, be standing right in front of me looking so innocent and worried and no.
Zayn reached over for Liam, adjusting his hand in the nape of Liam's head, his hand brushing his soft curls and pulled him forward for their lips to meet.
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