Zayn rushed out the door as quickly as possible, wanting to give Liam all the space he wanted. Even though he was angry, he wanted Liam to be able to think about their 'relationship'.
He walked home, bundled up in his scarf. Thinking about what Liam would be thinking about right now.
He unlocked his door and entered his house, plopping down on the couch and turning the Tv on. It flipped on to a rerun of Lizard Lick Towing. He sat there for three minutes
until he realized what he was doing. Secretly moping about a boy who may or may not return his feelings.
He grabbed his phone and contacted Stan.
"Hey, Zayn, how're you?" Stan asked automatically.
"Let's go out." Zayn said quickly, grabbing his jacket.
"Out? Out where?"
"Out." Zayn spoke, wrapping his scarf around his neck.
"Oh, oh. Why? Are you alright?" Stan questioned, but Zayn heard rustling, knowing Stan was getting ready and would never pass up the chance to go with Zayn.
"Fabulous." Zayn muttered, exiting his house, "I'll pick you up. Meet me in front of your place." And with that, Zayn hung up and climbed into hiscar, turning the engine on and running a hand through his hair.
~_~_~
Finally, once and for all, Zayn hasn't been thinking about those god damn brown eyes. For once he can actually enjoy himself surrounded by other people.
Currently, Zayn was in a swarm of sweaty bodies and loud music pumping in his ears. He allowed himself to move against the girl who grinded down on him in response. She had long brown hair flowing to the back of her waist and wore a slim black dress. Zayn didn't really know what she looked like, never really being able to see her face as he pushed her away and fought through the crowd to get to the bar.
He lost Stan a couple minutes after they arrived, as he pulled a small girl with him onto the dance floor while Zayn, not being able to get those eyes and lips out of his head, chose to stay tucked on a chair and drink his problems away. As soon as he had enough alcohol in his system, he got up and joined everyone on the dance floor, allowing different girls or guys to move with him.
"What can I getcha ya, handsome." A flirty voice filled his ears.
"A bloody Mary." Zayn answered, slipping a five dollar bill out of his wallet and sliding it to the bartender. He looked up and locked eyes with familiar blue ones. "Perrie?" He chocked.
"Hi Zayn." Perrie fluttered her fake eye lashes. "It's been a while." She muttered, placing her hand over his on the counter.
"It has." Zayn mumbled.
"How you been? Are you here with anyone?"
"Erm... Not really. Came with a friend, but he's long gone." Zayn explained, wondering if Stan went home with someone already.
Perrie began stroking his hand, thumb gently rubbing circles, "I get off in ten.. Does that give you any ideas?" She purred.
"What?" Zayn squawked.
"Maybe we could.. Do something.. Somewhere.." Perrie winked and then leaned in closer, "Meet you in the bathroom in ten." And moved to the next costumer.
Zayn didn't think twice when he pushed Perrie against the bathroom wall, their lips connected, after making sure there were no people in there and locking the door (or did he? Whatever). Perrie pushed him away softly and sank to her knees, unbuckling his belt.
"So, Zayn, have you dreamed about this or what?" Perrie asked, kissing his thigh and digging her fingers into his boxer.
Zayn wanted to say 'or what' but Perrie lowered his briefs down and grabbed hole of his erection, and his throat clogged with any words he was about to say and was replaced with a soft, loud groan.
~_~_~_~_~
"Liam, please." Louis begged.
"Lou," Liam sighed, "I'm so happy you're back, but no, I'm not going to a club with you. I'm not even old enough, and neither is Niall."
Niall rolled his eyes, "It's called a fake ID Li. Everyone has one."
"I don't." Liam snapped, "And I don't even drink."
"Who says we have to drink? We can just get our groove on and I'll never leave your side. Please, Li, please." Louis whined.
"How am I even supposed to get in?" Liam asked, crossing his arms and looking at his friends pointly.
"A bribe to the rope guy, duh." Niall answered.
"You know what, fine." Liam sighed, defeated.
~_~_~
Liam couldn't really believe they had got inside. Who knew twenty bucks could get you inside a club. Liam was positive it was illegal but Louis and Niall dragged him inside and straight to the bar, ordering two beers and coke for him.
Liam sipped his drink soundlessly, looking around on the dance floor and watching everyone sway around.
"See that chick?" Niall asked, nodding his head to a girl in the corner with dirty blonde hair and a short skirt almost lifted to her thighs, "She's giving me the look."
"What look?" Liam asked as Louis laughed.
"She wants to get with this." Niall informed as the girl winked at him. Niall got up, chugging the rest of his drink down and wiping his chin with his sleeve, "I'ma go hit some,lads, see you later." And with that, he walked away.
Liam turned back, not wanting to see Niall go to that innocent girl who didn't know better of what his friend was thinking of. That girl looked like she was about Liam's age, probably younger. He doesn't want to imagine what his friend would do if he got his hands on her because lets face it, Niall was no saint when it came to one night stands.
"You ok Li?" Louis muttered, caressing his shoulder.
"Fine," Liam replied, "I just have to use the bathroom." He said getting up and moving away.
He pushed the door open and instantly heard a moan. "Um.." He squealed, stupid stupid Liam, looking up and matching with hazel eyes that brought warmth to his heart, "Sorry, I... Zayn?" He asked.
Zayn turned to Liam and back to the.. Woman? The woman sucking his off and oh, Liam understood. He raced out of the bathroom.
"Liam! Liam, wait!" Zayn called, pushing Perrie away and ignoring her questions as he pulled up his boxers and pants and bolted out, following Liam outside, which he found, panting and leaning against a brick wall. "Liam, please, let me explain." He huffed.
Liam frowned at him, "No. Is that what you were going to do if I wanted to actually go out with you? Were you going to go off and allow someone to-to... I can't even say something as repulsive as what I witnessed!" Liam shouted.
"No, no, Liam, you've got it all wrong. I wasn't-I was just confused.. I was drunk and confused and I was thinking about you the whole time and I thought I didn't have to mope around about you but the truth is that your the only thing on my mind.. and I would never, ever cheat on you if we were together." Zayn stated, grabbing Liam's hands in his.
"R-Really?" Liam asked, his eyes starting to watery, "I'm really the only thing you think about?" He asked.
"Of course, only you." Zayn grinned, drawing Liam in closer.
Liam smiled back, "Good because you're the only thing I could think of for days now, too."
"Seriously?"
"Mhmm." Liam hummed, bringing his arms to tie around Zayn's neck, pulling him in.
Zayn's hands snaked around Liam's waist and bumped their foreheads together, their noses nuzzling. "Before we do this.. I wanna make sure you won't regret it."
"I won't." Liam answered, bringing his lips to Zayn and pushing forward.
