CLICK (larry stylinson)

expected.

Zayn's POV.

''Zaaynnieee?''

Here we go. Liam was strolling towards the car with his back pack over one shoulder. On his face was the look i didnt approve from. Not because it was ugly or pathetic, rather because it made me do what ever he pleases. Therefore, it lead to me despising it. Here he comes, calling my name whilst pouting his lips and batting his eyes. Not that he needs to do that, as him looking at me would make the whole world stop. He is my world and yes, Zayn Malik has just said something as cheesy as that. Everyone must know it, i have a huge crush on Liam. Ive known him for 10 years, and every minute of everyday i fall for him just a little bit more.

Its horrible, its horrible because i know it would never happen. Its horrible because i know im going to get rejected and the whole friend ship will fall, yet i still cant stop this feeling from increasing. Its like bacteria, once its in your head, once the idea has even came to you, it vanishes. Something in your body tells it to go away, and it does. Everytime that thought arises, i close my eyes trying to think of a different scenario, because i know that that is how this is going to end up. A failure. So i close my eyes and let my mind wander off into a different dimension. A world where there is no stereo types, people arnt judged and most of all, Liam was inlove.

Liam was inlove with me, just how i was with him. We were happy, and there was nothing that could get in our way of our carefully planned out future. We'd get married, letting everyone know that we were the happiest we had been our whole life and that the other person was the reason behind it. A world where we would have our own little daughter, Maisy, and we would have a dog, Dumble. Because in that world, we were both huge secret fans of Harry potter, and them little details may sound silly to you but it what makes us inlove with each other even more than we could of imagined. That's all its going to be, imagination. Its never going to be anything more, it just wouldnt happen. I'd get woken up from my dream to a low growl. I knew who it would be straight away, so when i woke up and found Liam staring at me it really wasnt a surprise anymore. I would sit there and take as much as i can get from his brown chocolate orbs. Im sure i can read him like the back of my hand, i could draw paint every single crease of his face, draw every line exactly correct with no problem.

He's every thought that enters my head, but never leaves.

He is the only one that can bring me out of my dream world, and that leaves me to either scold him for it, or welcome him in it. He was always more gorgeous in real life, nothing can compare to that. Not the sun, not the prettiest flower or the wildest creature. He was a special project, and fortunatly for me, im close to him. I know that project inside and out, so much that if you asked me the most difficult question id have no hesitation in answering.

''Hey Zaynnniee?''

''Yes LiLi?''

''How do you fancy being with me tonight? Hijack Nando's or something reckless like that? Just me and you..''

Well, that was unexpected. Though you know what they say, expect the unexpected...or is that pregnancy?