Part 18: Liam's POV

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I was scrambling around, literally like a headless chicken, trying to find an outfit.

I kept at it for about 20 minutes until suddenly a pair of hands grabbed me around my waist and literally flung me onto my bed.

I looked up in surprise and saw Zayn, peering at me with the oddest and most incomprehensible expression on his face.
On 2nd thoughts, if looks could kill, I would have died. He looked angry to be more precise.

"You want to tell me, what exactly are you doing? Have you seen the state of the room?" Zayn's voice had turned a menacing low, more like an angry dog growling.

I stared at him for a while, amused partly that he sounded like me and also annoyed that he, Messy King of Dunno Which Country was the one having a go at me over messy rooms. However, I took a look around my room and my eyes widened. I truly had outdid myself this time, with the mess.

Shit! I gulped and looked up at Zayn with sheepish eyes. "Am really sorry Zaynie.. I have this lunch with a friend and I guess I was just too overwhelmed that..I..ah..shit.."
I stopped abruptly and just gave him a really remorseful look. I really couldn't justify myself no matter how important Niall was.

"WAIT, it's just lunch. What importance must I give that?".

"Well, clearly he must be very important for you to want to thrash the room." I whipped my head up, clearly I had spoken my thoughts out loud for Zayn to answer me back.

I just grimaced and stood up, dusting myself off. I started to collect the nearest clothes when Zayn stopped me.

"I can do that for you. Let's get you dressed eh, mate? Parading around topless in this weather doesn't cut it no matter how hot you look."  snickered Zayn.

I groaned out loud and looked down, realising that I was only in a pair of blue jeans and nothing else. Zayn threw a 3/4 sleeved navy blue shirt at me. I put it on and Zayn tried working my hair for me and finally slapped on a silver bracelet on my right hand.

I did look good, quite if I say so myself.
I smiled at Zayn who chased me out and I strolled out of the house, glancing at my phone periodically.

I couldn't wait for lunch!

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