thirty-one || Roomies

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4 hours later
Sunday afternoon
12.09pm
Columbus Ave
NYC, Manhattan, New York

One Dance by Drake was blasting through his headphones as Zayn stared out the window of the bus, watching in awe as the different tall buildings passed by. With a soft smile, he admired the big city, feeling all tingly inside. He had no idea what the teachers had in store for them today, but all he was betting on, was being able to take a long nap in his hotel room. Since he couldn't get a shut eye during the flight – thanks to a specific Liam Payne –, so he was just hoping to get some nice rest.

The boy quietly hummed along to the tune, slightly bobbing his head before he felt a tap on his shoulder. He pulled out one of his headphones and looked up, smiling when he saw Liam standing there. "Hey, what are you doing here?" He asked a little confused and placed his bag down so the jock could sit, Liam taking the gesture and sitting down beside him.

"Just wanted to check on you and see if you were okay sitting alone." The brunette replied with a charming smile on his lips, a soft chuckle coming from the dark haired boy. "I'm fine, thank you." He fixed his rimmed glasses and looked up at the slightly taller lad, leaning his head to the side.

"You hoping me and you share a room?" Liam suddenly asked with a sly smirk forming on his lips. "I'd really love to share a room with you, Z."

"Oh?" Zayn's cheeks warmed up. "Why's that?" His teeth sunk into his bottom lip in the most innocent way, hazel eyes moving up to meet Liam's orbs.

"Well," the seventeen year old glanced around the bus, making sure everyone was busy before looking back at Zayn and leaning towards his face, "if we share a room... imagine all the hot sex we'd have." He whispered huskily, the boy feeling Liam's hot breath whisk against his lips.

The junior gulped, blushing deeply. "I- I- uh, wow- wow." The boy stuttered and shifted a little in his place, licking his lips. "I can- I can only- only i- imagine."

Liam chuckled lowly and grinned, moving his head. "We're going to have a lot of fun, baby boy." He whispered into his ear and Zayn just nodded his head vigorously in agreement, moving a little to face him. They were inches apart from touching lips, the younger boy parting his as he stared into the brunette's eyes before shifting them down to his lips. He did everything in his power to resist himself from kissing the popular jock, deciding to move away just to prevent himself from doing anything stupid.

Liam kissed his teeth. "I'll see you around." He muttered and pressed a quick kiss under Zayn's ear, getting back up and heading back to his own seat. The boy watched him for a split second and gnawed at his bottom lip, smiling a little at that. He leaned back and put his other headphone back in, continuing to listen to music whilst thinking about the brunette.

10 minutes later...
Mandarin Oriental

"Okay, so, we have the keys to your hotel rooms and we will be staying on the thirteenth floor," Miss Pinnock announced once all the students have settled in the lobby. She was standing by one of the lounging areas where everyone was sitting and patiently waiting for their room keys, looking at their young English teacher.

"Alright so, me and coach Riley have–"

"We've decided who will be sharing a room with who." The coach interrupted the teacher, making all of the students groan in annoyance. Miss Pinnock looked at the older man and gave him a slight glare for interrupting her mid sentence. She muttered something under her breath before looking down at the screen of her iPad, scrolling through the different room settlements.

"Charlotte and Michelle. Daniel and Ravi. Lisa and Aileen. Lukas and Justin. Liam and Philip. Ian and Dan. Alexa and Patricia. Bella and Perrie. Josh and Dylan. And Harry and Zayn." The woman said with a hum following after. Zayn's head perked up once he heard that he was sharing a room with harry and he drifted his gaze towards the curly haired latter who was busy looking at the baggy shirt he was wearing. The sixteen year old sighed heavily and ran his fingers through his long hair.

"You can pick your keys up and head upstairs. We'll be meeting up again in about two hours to discuss what we'll be doing. You're able to do whatever you want until then, but please don't leave the hotel before we have discussed schedules and curfew." The woman finished and with that, everyone stood up and grabbed their things. They all went to their roommates and got the keys from coach Riley and miss Pinnock.

Zayn puffed softly and picked up his bag, slinging it over his shoulder before grabbing his suitcase and heading towards the teachers. "Hello, roomie." He heard a cheery voice chime beside him, making him look up only to find harry walking beside him.

"Hello, harry..." Zayn said with an unsure voice, his brows narrowed a little.

"You excited to be sharing a room?"

"I- uh, I guess?"

"Good. But just to let you know, I snore. Really loud. And I'm a sleepwalker too." The curly haired latter said without a care, fixing his bag and grabbing the keys from Miss Pinnock before the sixteen year old even had a chance, grinning to himself. Zayn looked after him as the mascot wearer walked ahead of him, gripping his bag a little.

"Why me?" He mumbled to himself and shook his head, pulling his thick suitcase behind him. Just as he entered the elevator with the rest, he could feel his phone vibrate, making him pull it out. He looked down and read the notification he received.

Leeyum❤️🐶 Just now
Meet me in half an hour @ room 1309 ;)

Zayn looked up from his phone and glance at Liam who was also in the same small space as he was, the brunette averting his gaze from his own mobile device to look back at him. He flashed him a smile, also sending him a wink right after. The junior blushed and lowered his head, slipping his phone back into his pocket. This was probably going to be the best trip he was ever on.

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Really bad filler, but shit is soon about to go down.

Just a question for the next chapter though;

Smut or no smut?

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