Texting Love || ziam au✔️

40 || The funeral

The house was piling up with all kinds of childhood friends and family members of the Malik's. Everyone dressed nicely and in black for this sad afternoon. Zayn has been stressing around, making sure everything was alright and going as planned. Toni and Yaser – including Liam – have been trying to calm him down and have something to drink or eat, but the lad was too worked up to even focus on them. He was greeting the guests, telling them where they should go.

He jumped a little when he felt two arms slowly wrap around him from behind, turning around to stare into his girlfriend beautiful eyes. "Hey baby." Liam whispered softly and smiled up at him, kissing his cheek. "Are you ready?"

The dark haired lad bit down his bottom lip and slowly nodded his head, sighing. "I– I guess." He cleared his throat and looked up, watching as the guests headed towards the room where the funeral was being held.

"It's gonna be alright." The brunette assured him softly and gently caressed his stubbled cheek. "We're all here for you." She said, of course meaning the rest of the gang that traveled by his side.

"Thank you babe." Zayn smiled softly down at her and kissed her forehead, pulling her close against his chest. "Zayn, mate, are you ready?" The couple pulled away from their short embrace to spot Zayn's cousin, Jawaad standing there, watching them.

The older lad nodded his head and pecked Liam's lips before making his way into the room where everyone was waiting for them, the girl following right after. But before she could continue, she suddenly felt a hand being placed on her ass and someone squeezing at it, gasping quietly.

Her eyes widened and she looked over at Jawaad who was just smirking to himself, Liam quickly moving away from her. She just shook her head and took her seat, not looking back at her boyfriends cousin.

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After the emotional memorial was over, everyone got comfortable around the house, having some dinner and some dessert. Liam was busy helping around the messy kitchen with Yaser while the others were chatting, talking to Zayn and Toni to give them their condolences. It was very emotional and sad. There wasn't a single person in the room that didn't have tears in their eyes after the experience.

"Liam, darling, I'm gonna get some more wine from the basement. You want me to get you anything?" The older man asked as he looked over at the working girl. "I'd take a soda pop." Liam smiled softly at him and watched as he nodded his head, quickly heading out the kitchen, leaving the brunette alone.

The girl sighed and licked her lips, looking around the kitchen before opening a cabinet and snatching some of the gummy worms that strictly belonged to Toni. But her pregnancy was craving something sweet and sour at the same time. She started to dig into the sweet, humming softly at the taste.

But before she could even continue, she heard the door suddenly close behind her, causing her to jump. "Well that run was fa–" she cut herself off when her eyes landed on Jawaad, her heart stopping.

"Alone at last." The lad smirked over at her as he slowly approached her, Liam swallowing the bit she was chewing. "Um, can I help you with something?" The American girl asked confused, looking him up and down with an eyebrow raised.

"You can actually." Jawaad hummed and licked his lips, checking her out. "You see, I have a bit of a problem ever since my cousin showed me a pic of you." He was getting dangerously close towards the girl, Liam starting to feel uncomfortable.