Blinded (z.h)

t w e n t y f o u r

"So, I'm going out with Liam tonight," I said to Niall as I drove him home.

"Really? Sounds like fun," he replied, though he seemed to be paying more attention to the front windshield than to what I was saying.

"Yeah, and I want you to come with us."

"What?" Niall exclaimed. "No, Zayn, I can't come. You're going on a date with him, I can't just—"

"Who said anything about it being a date? I made this plan so that you can hang out with us, Niall, otherwise we wouldn't be going at all."

"I don't know, Zayn."

"C'mon, Niall, it's Friday. Loosen up a bit."

"Fine, but only this one time."

"That's my Nialler."

Niall giggled. "Nialler. You've never called me that before."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know you minded."

"No, no, I don't. It's just that you never seemed like the nickname type before."

"I've changed a lot since I started dating Liam," I responded, sighing happily as I entered the driveway. "I'm coming home at five with Liam tonight, so be ready by then, okay?"

"Okay," he replied, getting out of the car. "I'll see you then, Zayn."

"Bye, Niall."

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I drove to Liam's house and picked him up the second I was done with work. I had reservations at Olive Garden for six o'clock, so we needed to hurry up, being it was pretty far from my house.

"Zayn, at least change your clothes before we go. You look exhausted in your work clothes," Liam begged.

I looked down to see myself in my black slacks and matching blazer over my white, now wrinkly shirt and royal blue tie. "I suppose I could. But why should I change when I'm gonna be taking them off for you at the end of the night?" I winked.

"Hah, you wish, Zee. But you won't be able to get this ass because Niall will be with us," Liam laughed.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "It's like you don't like my cock up your ass."

Liam smirked at me. "Never said I did."

"Fine, then you'll never get my dick ever again."

Liam didn't even flinch. "I would freak out, but I know that you wouldn't last two days without my ass."

"Tease," I chuckled.

"That's why you love me."

"And why I fuck you."

Liam ignored my comment with an eye roll. "So, are you changing or not?"

"I guess, I look like a mess."

"Good. And wear some more casual clothes, please. We're not going to a wedding."

"Alright, your highness, I'll wear a button-up with some khakis, okay?"

"That sounds okay," Liam smiled with a sigh. "You know I love you, right?"

I put my right hand over Liam's on the console and controlled the steering wheel with my left. "I actually didn't."

"Well, now you do."

"Really? Well, I don't feel the same."

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Because I love you more than you could ever love me. It'll never be the same."

"Zayn," Liam whined as he hid his face in my shoulder in shyness.

"What?"

"I love you so much."

"I love you more."

"I love you most."