The Quiet Ones || Ziam Twin Au || ON HOLD

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So a ziam fic with younger!zayn and older!liam and they're forced to get married because of buisness ?¿ what do you guys think?
Guys, not to be rude but i wasn't happy with the amount of comments on the last chapter. I NEED MORE OKAY

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Zayn

I lay on my bed with my hands tucked underneath my head. Staring at the cealing i find my thoughts wandering to the two brothers. My heart pounds at the thought of them. What am I doing? I almost kissed James yesterday and what I just did with Liam... It's obvious that the two are the most handsome men I have ever laid my eyes up. But having feelings for the both of them?

I sit up straight and groan, holding my head in my hands and rubbing my eyes. I can't do this. It's so wrong. Yet I can't help but want to kiss James like Liam kissed me today. I want to know what James tastes like, because Liam tasted like cigarettes and mint. The memory makes me smile and I find myself touching my lips. I've never been kissed like that before, with so much lust and dominance. Liam had just taken over my body, I would have done anything he had asked me to.

I blush at my own thoughts. My phone suddenly vibrates. I pick it up and smile at the message.

Danny-
Hey

I don't wait a second to reply. Thanking god that my best friend was finally free.

Me-
Hey?! Hey?! How dare you. You leave for a week and don't even tell me. Don't fucking talk to me.

While I write the message I'm smiling because I love messing with Danny, and the guy is too kind for his own good so he mostly falls for it.
Just as I suspected he's calling me after he's read the message. I laugh, shaking my head as I answer the phone.

"Zayn I swear I didn't mean to just-" the panic in his voice makes me smile. I'm evil I know.

"It's okay man, I'm just messing with you" I reply, I can hear the relief in his voice.

"Thank god, so em, you wanna meet up at the club?" Danny suggests. I know instantly which club he's talking about. They've been going there ever since I moved here.

"Yeah, I uh I'll see you there in 30" I say and he hangs up after saying goodbye. I sigh and get up. I really want to get laid tonight. Badly.

***

The music at the club is so loud it's making my ears hurt. I walk to the bar and look around for Danny, I sigh when I don't see him anywhere. I order a drink and sit down. The bartender hands me my drink and passes a smile, I smile back at him and pay attention to my drink.

"Zayn?" A familiar voice calls making my eyes go wide. I turn around to see Harry, my boss with his arm around his short fiesty husband.
I try smiling at Harry but I simply fail, I'm not good at confronting people outside a familiar envoirnment.

"What are you doing here?" I facepalm at my stupid question. It's a free country. Why am I like this? To my luck Harry just laughs, although I can feel his husband growing annoyed.

"We come here every other Friday. This is Louis, you guys have met before right?" He asks and I nod, not trusting myself enough to form words. I'm about to say something when they walk towards us. Those perfect sex gods who shouldn't exist. Liam's wearing a red and black flannel with a black leather jacket over it, along with ripped denim jeans. James is wearing a large white hoodie, with black jeans. I can't help but feel my blood rush to all the wrong places.

"Hey Zayn" Liam greets me, his smile is so cocky, and I see his eyes reflecting everything that happened this afternoon in the liberary. I blush and look away wanting to focus on something else. Why does this boy make my knees go weak?

I mumble a hi back, and my gaze falls on James whose looking between me and Liam weirdly. Liam pats James on the shoulder.

"I gotta go my shift starts in five" He says, and proceeds to leave, but the cheeky bastard winks at me first. I want to hide my face so badly. I can see James looking at me, as if trying to piece things together. But I don't want him getting any hints so I quickly start up a conversation.

"Shift? Here?" Ofcourse I'm not able to form proper sentences. James just smiles. And sits down on the booth next to me.

"Yeah he's the bartender over on that side" my nose crutches up at the mention of "that side" it's weird but this club is divided into two sides, the straight side and the gay side. Alarming at first, but after three visits it seems normal.

"Looks like it's just you and me" My head shots up to look around and yes James is correct it is infact just me and him right now, because my eye catches Harry and Louis pressed against the side wall. Now that is an image I won't ever forget. Then I remember Danny and I'm about to correct James that it's not just me and him, when my phone buzzes.

Danny-
Sorry mate can't make it. Jared came over ;)

I roll my eyes, ofcourse Danny would choose a fuck over me. I huff and send him a 'fuck you'. Then i pocket my phone.

"You seem upset" James points out, he's twirling on his seat and I find it adorable.
I shake my head.

"No not upset, just irritated, my friend just bailed on me" I say. He nods in understanding. We sit there awkwardly in silence for about five minutes, none of us knowing what to say.

"So..... have you had anything to drink? Let me get you something" James suggest and I find myself smirking.

"What, are you gonna try and get me drunk?"

***

He pushes me against the wall and places his knee between my legs, I whimper at the contact. His lips have been attached to mine since the last ten minutes and I'm starting to feel dizzy, the alcohol in my system taking over me. He grinds his hips against mine and I can't hold back I moan out loud. He smirks at that and takes the opertunity to slide his hands down my pant. I try to muffle up my moans, we're in a public place, but I can't help it, I've never felt so good in my life.

"Your place or mine?" James asks, letting go of my lips and attacking my neck. I'm not overly intoxicated, I'm perfectly capable of making the right desicion of stopping right now. But do I?

No I don't.

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So this is an mpreg for those who didn't know