The Athene Pact //. ziam [ oh hold ]

[ 8.]

[ hello so sorry for the late update. As soon as I finished some of my other stories, this will be main focus at the moment I am trying to finish off my other ones, so yeah. Here's chapter 8! Enjoy ]

Zayn stomped into the changing rooms; nostrils flared and eyes filled with fury. He couldn't believe it - he just got rejected. And that by Liam Payne. What was he thinking? Besides humiliation, there was another emotion floating around Zayn's head - disappointment along with hurt. Some where in this, Zayn had wanted to get to know Liam and perhaps suppress his hatred for him. 

As he walked by Louis, he was stopped abruptly when Louis threw a hand over his shoulder. He wore a worried frown as he tugged off his t-shirt quickly: "Mate, what's wrong?"

"Nothing! I am fine" Zayn replied, plastering on his habitual smug smile, it seemed to pull off on Louis as he offered him a grin back and retrieved his hand back. Then, Zayn dumped his stuff next to Louis', wanting to get changed as quick as possible. 

Football practise was exactly what he needed - get his mind off things that he really didn't want to concern himself with (a.k.a Liam Payne). After getting changed, Louis and him walked out on the massive football pitch, Louis staring off the conversation: "I heard what happened in the main hall" 

Zayn instantly growled and shoot his head violently to let Louis know that he did not want to talk about him. But Louis obviously had some other plans. 

"Obviously, this isn't supposed to be easy. You're gonna have to play harder to get him" Louis stated as he rolled a football between his feet, eyes occasionally snapping up to meet Zayn's. 

"I don't even know if I am going to try anymore" 

At this moment, Zayn wanted to scrunched up the scheme and trash it, seeing as it was making no progress what so ever. What was the point of wasting his time if in the end it wasn't going to work out at all?

Louis stared him for a good minute before he left out an exhausted sigh. 

"I don't think you should. I mean, I understand why Liam wouldn't trust you just yet. You just have to be patien-- " Louis was interrupted by the screeching sound of their coach's whistle as it echoed through, breaking off every one's conversation. 

They walked closer to their coach, huddling in with their Spartan team members: "Since when do you call Payne, Liam?" Zayn mumbled to Louis as they got asked to form a straight line. Louis just shrugged in reply. 

"Okay, this weekend you guys have your first match of the season against the Athens house. And we need to train hard and rou--" Zayn blocked out the rest of the words - a match against the Athens. That meant that he would have to play against Liam. 

For some reason, Zayn didn't like that thought much; he didn't feel the rivarly spirit bubbled within him this time. This was driving him crazy, utterly crazy and football practise in no way was helping him take his mind of Liam. 

It wasn't until Louis nudged him in the arm that Zayn realized they were asked to run two laps around the pitch. 

"Mate, you sure you are okay?" Louis asked, same worried expression from earlier taking over his face. Zayn nodded before he ran past Louis, looking over his shoulder to smirk back at Louis. 

"Race ya" He called out. 

***

"Niall, slim it" Liam called out from behind him. It instantly stopped Niall's rambling as the boy turned around to face Liam, shaking his head for the hundredth time that day, "And stop doing that"

"You regected Zayn Mali-"

"Oh please, don't start again. I didn't reject him. I am just confused, alright and it's weird being friends with him. Plus, you hate him. Why do you look so upset over me not comprosing things with me and becoming his friend?" Liam questioned. He ruffled Niall's hair before locking his arm over Niall's pale one and pulling him closer. 

"But that's the thing Li! He wasn't you to be his friend. He was asking you out, you dummy" 

"Oh yeah?" Liam fake frowned; trying his hardest to fall over laughing. 

Zayn Malik asking him out - that could only be a joke. Liam didn't say anything further on the matter, there was no changing Niall's opinion on something after he had made his mind up on it. When they got into the common room, they both took the vacant couch at the far end of the room; Niall making himself comfortable by throwing his feet over Liam's. 

"Li?"

"What?"

"Do you like him?" Niall asked with a sharp smirk; he already knew the answer, he was after getting Liam to admit it. 

"Like who?" Liam asked. 

"Zayn, you dummy" At that Liam jerk up, sitting up straight and staring at Niall with wide, furious eyes. If Niall was anyone else, he would've strangled him but just because it was Niall, probably his most favourite person on earth, he stopped himself. 

"Ni, you are going out of your mind" Liam finally hissed, resting his head back. There was no way he liked Zayn Malik. That guy made Liam's insides sick and just thesight of Zayn burned through his eyes so no - he didn't like him. 

"I think you do" Niall grinned. 

[ so yeah. that was a filler chap - the next will have some drama in it so yeah. hope that was okay. sorry for any errors and typos. ]

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