Playing pretend | ziam {mpreg}✔️

26 | Pep talk and getting ready

"Oh god, I can't do this." Liam shook his head rapidly, pacing around the classroom nervously. It was Friday, which mean the talent show was tonight and that today was his last singing lesson. His heart was racing at the thought of how many people were attending the show, how many of his classmates were going to watch him tonight. His bottom lip was already bleeding from how long he was chewing on it, hands shaking.

"You're going to be fine Liam." Mister Horan chuckled while watching the boy from where he was sitting. "You're voice is ready and so are you." He assured him and stood up, walking towards the boy.

"I'm not ready. I know I'm not ready. I can't do this, fuck I can't." Liam looked up at his teacher with his big brown eyes, squeaking when the blond haired man gently gripped his shoulders.

"Yes, you can and you know it. Everyone knows it. You are ready to face the crowd and sing your heart out. You are chasing your dreams, Liam. Most people wouldn't be so brave to sing in front of their school. You're the only one who's going to be singing tonight so that win is yours. The talent scout will want you. You have a beautiful voice, the perfect aura and the perfect ability to win over everyone's heart. Tonight, is your night to show everyone that you aren't just a freak that wears girls clothing for a living, tonight you will show them what you are made of. Your an amazing and smart student. You are Liam Payne. Don't let anyone, and I mean it, drag you down just because you want to be you. You get to decide your future, you get to decide who or what you want to be. And I know you want to become a famous singer and songwriter. You will get that is you go out there tonight and sing with everything you got. Sing the words you want to scream out so badly, sing for your family, your boyfriend, unsung for your friends." The teacher paused, looking into Liam's eyes. "You can do this." He smiled down at him.

"I've been here the whole month, listening to your voice. Everyday you made a new progress. You are definitely ready to slay all of them and you are ready to end Perrie Edwards and her minions."

"Did you really just say slay?" Liam arched a eyebrow at him, earning an eye roll from the blond. "That's not the point. If you even listen to the things I just said?" Mister Horan huffed, shaking his head at the boy.

Liam giggled softly and nodded his head. "Thank you mister Horan. For everything you've done so far. You are definitely one of my favorite teachers." He smiled sweetly up at him, the older man returning the smile.

"I'm just doing my job." He chuckled deeply and wrapped his arms around him, giving him one of his famous Horan hugs. Liam hugged his back, smiling at that.

"Alright, you have to get home now. Rest your voice, drink hot water and just relax. Take a nap before you get ready." They pulled away from their embrace, mister Horan ruffling through the boys messy curls, causing the student to whine a little at that.

"Why do you keep doing that?" He huffed and pouted up at him. "I just like curls." The teacher grinned cheekily at the boy, giving him a playful wink.

"You are unbelievable." Liam shook his head at him and giggled softly, grabbing his bag. "Thanks again for the help mister H." He smiled at him and waved.

"It was my pleasure Liam. You better lead the glee club after this too." The music teacher chuckled and watched the student leave, waving back at him.

The brunette chewed on his bottom lip, slowly walking down the empty hallway. Mister Horan was right, tonight was his night and he was going to prove what he was made of.

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"Zayn, sweetie? We're gonna leave now. Are you coming?" Zayn heard his mother call from downstairs, the lad still getting ready for the talent show. "Uh I might take a while. You go ahead, I'll come after." He chuckled to himself and licked his lips, fumbling with the dark tie.

"Don't be late!" Trisha called one last time before the front door was closed, the blond sighing hopelessly. He decided to just lose the tie, unbuttoning the first few buttons.

He ran his fingers through his hair, grabbing his phone from the desk and slipping it into one of his trouser pockets. He looked at the digital clock on his nightstand, still having a little time before the show would start.

So he decided to watch a little tv downstairs, sitting back on the couch once he reached the living room. He flipped through the channels, rubbing at his jaw.

He sighed softly and ran his fingers through his blond hair, his head snapping towards the front door when he heard the door bell ring.

Narrowing his eyebrows, the lad stood up, slowly making his way towards the door. "Perrie?" He asked with confusion in his voice once he saw his girlfriend standing there, wearing a long coat.

"I just wanted to visit you before you leave." Perrie smiled up at him and bit down her bottom lip, stepping forward. "Well, then you came for nothing because I'm leaving in five minutes." Zayn frowned as he looked down at his Rolex, glancing back at Perrie who suddenly opened her coat, his breath hitching.

"It'll only take five minutes or less if you're quick." The blonde haired girl smirked up at the boy, biting her lip seductively.

"Wow okay um, can we like, reschedule this? I really have to—" The lad cut himself off when he was suddenly pushed against the wall, the door being kicked close by Perrie's foot.

"It'll be quick baby." She whispered and pressed her lips slowly against Zayn's neck, unbuttoning his dress shirt. "C'mon baby... I know you want it as much as I do." She ran a finger down his broad chest, slowly kissing down.

"Baby, I really can't..." Zayn bit his lip as he watched her move down, undoing his trousers. "Yes, you can." Perrie licked her lips and smirked up at him, gasping when the blond haired lad suddenly flipped the over, pinning her against the wall.

"You gotta stop being so naughty." He growled into her ear, the girl moaning at that. "I'm always naughty, daddy." She grinned and squeaked once she got swiftly picked up from off the floor, her legs wrapping around his waist.

She smirked and dropped the coat, cupping his face before smashing their lips together in a heated kiss as the lad carried her towards his bedroom.