The Game (A Ziam Story)

Chapter 2: Why are you talking to me?!

Liam's POV

I was sitting outside of the school during lunch, my head on Niall's lap as he was eating. To most people it would look as if Niall and I were dating because of how intimite it was to have your head on someone else's lap, but to us, it was normal. Niall reached his hand down, it had a few fries in it, he put the hand in front of my mouth and I excepted the fries, chewing on them slowly, nothing like Niall who was chewing fast as if someone was going to rip his food out of his hands.

"Niall! Why are we still single?" I asked him, randomly.

He looked down at me and sighed, "It's because we're so close I believe. Most people think that you and I are a thing." He said, putting qoutation are 'thing'.

I laughed slightly, "Like I would date you! My boyfriend can't be a baby penguin." I said.

He laughed to, "And my boyfriend can't have a fear of spoons." I gasped, he wasn' supposed to bring that up! "Sorry!" He said quickly, noticing what he had said. I nodded in understanding.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before a shadow loomed over us. I looked up and saw that it was none other than Zayn Jawaad Malik. The boy who made so many people's lifes living hells, yet the boy that I have had a crush on since I first laid eyes on him.

"What do you want?" Niall asked him, Irish accent thick.

"To talk to Liam." He answered.

"Well, I'm not leaving you alone with him!" Niall spat.

Zayn looked slightly offended, "Honestly? I just want to talk." He said, defense in his voice.

"I don't give a fuck if you were just doing a dance. I am not leaving you two alone, so what ever you have to talk to him about, you have to talk to me about." Niall said, I smiled up at him.

I heard Zayn sigh in frustration, "Liam, will you go out with me?" Wow, straight forward much? I thought to myself.

I looked at him with a 'What the fuck?!' face and looked up at Niall, "No, Zayn. I will not go out with you."

"Why not??" He whined, I looked at him.

"Becase your a selfish jerk who is probably just asking me out as part of your game! I will not be your fucking play toy for you and your friends to laugh at!" I spat, Niall looked at me, concern lacing his blue eyes.

Zayn didn't say anything, he just glared at me and walked off. Niall smiled down at me and rubbed a hand through my hair.

"Why did you say no? I mean you have the biggest crush on him ever." Niall asked.

"Because Nialler, i'd tell him my secrets, just to find out a was a pawn in his game, and then everyone would know." I said.

Niall looked down at me, sadness for me in his eyes.