RedAce // ziam

thirteen

*Liam's POV*

"Watch it!" Someone (I couldn't even get myself to look up to see who it might be) grumbled, their hand landed against my chest, pushing me away with a dealthly glare before brushing past me harshly. I sighed and straightened myself out. Frankly, it was my fault as I wasn't even watching were I was going. 

My mind was a right blur even after spending endless amount of nights getting but sleep. There were so many things on my mind to think about and I didn't know which point to focus on; Zayn? RedAce? That Bracelet? Or the texts?

I just wanted to be away but that was the last thing any one wanted to offer me.

I stormed up the stairs, taking my anger out on the stone, white tiles of the stairs because at least they wouldn't be able to bite me back. The sign for the 3th floor soon catches my eyes and I slow down, fisting my hand in my pocket for my keys. 

"Oh good, thought I would find you here" There is heavy breathing over the tip of my ear, damping my skin. A warm hand draws me back with long and slim fingers curling around my hip. My breath hitches but I don't pull away knowing the touch very well. 

"Zayn?"

"Yes" He hissed. He flipped me around, pinning me straight to the wall with his hand still pressed firmly against my hip. There is fire in his eyes and I know he is furious. Upset and Angry. He had every right to, after all I had been ignoring him for the past two weeks. 

I stare at him, realizing just how much I missed him. Zayn had been my rock the past month even though he had no idea about what going on in my life. He had managed to keep me sane. 

But then Louis' words are flashing through my mind and I almost want to push Zayn away and have him answer every single one of my questions until I know I can trust Zayn again. 

"We need to talk" I said. 

"At least you got that right" Zayn replied, the coldness in his eyes just furious as before. I stay quiet knowing Zayn will probably have more to say. He kept his stare focused on me as I hold my breath, waiting for him to stay something but instead Zayn's expression softens and he is slowly leaning in. 

His spare hand cupped my right cheek holding in gently in his hands before tilting his head. His lips brushed against mine, slightly sucking on my bottom lip- breathing sharply. 

"Fucking missed you, Li. Thought I lost you" Zayn mumbled softly. I breathed in sharply before Zayn's lips met mine. He kissed me so harshly that it not only surprised me, but him as well but Zayn didn't slow down. 

Sighing, I locked my arms around his neck pushing his head closer to mine letting his tongue lick it's way into my mouth. Zayn slowly pushed back my bottom lip caught between his teeth as he softly pulled at it. 

"Haven't lost you yet, have I?" He whispered, the fire is his eyes was long gone replaced a emotion that I couldn't quite put a finger on.