games // ziam

i. zayn

the infatuation that some people have for objects or humans is so silly. like, why would you waste all your energy on something that will lead to nothing? or it would just ultimately break you completely. but i am a hypocrite for saying that.

i have fallen victim to this disease of "love" and i would very much like to get out of this crazy hell hole as soon as possible, before i destroy the beauty of the friendship that i have for this boy.

"hey zayn you ready to go?"

my thoughts get interrupted by his voice. that sweet, kind, caring voice that i fell so hard for.

"yeah" i respond, and stand up from my spot.

right now he's taking me out to eat since my parents won't be home until late and i'll be alone at home. he said something about me not having to be alone and something about being with him makes him feel happy. either way, i'm getting food out of this and i'm not paying which is all that matters.

we arrive at the burger place and get in line. usually there's no one here but today seems to be a special day since the line seems to be pretty long.

"so what do you wanna do after?" liam asks, staring down at me. i love the heigh difference between us, it makes everything seems so much more romantic.

"whatever you wanna do" i respond with a smile and liam smiles back.

"do you want to come over to my house?"

"and do what exactly?" i raise an eyebrow, trying to see if he's thinking what i want to do with him.

"i don't know, whatever we can find that's fun" liam shrugs.

i swear some times this boy is way too innocent and i'm way too dirty.