A Thousand Years -- A Ziam/Larry/Zouis One-Shot

It’s been two years since I first laid eyes on him, since I loved him. He’s always with Harry, oh how I hated to see them being sweet and all that. Finally we’re going to Australia, where there are fit girls that I could indulge myself into in attempt of forgetting my affection for Louis.

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“Aye, Zayn!” Louis called out to me as I turn to him then I felt an ungentle push, tripping me into Australian sea.

“Help!” I yelped as the boys laughed at Louis’ little prank. Apparently, they’ve forgotten the fact that I can’t swim. Liam soon noticed how I was drowning and immediately dived to save me, the others followed. Liam managed to save me all by himself, but I really wanted Lou to save me, I want to be in his arms and not Liam’s. I pouted as Liam rested me on one of the benches on our yacht.

“Are you okay!?” Liam’s eyes full of worry, but I’m still mad at him for saving me, and not Louis.

“Yeah, yeah. I am. Thanks, man.” I slap on a faint smile on my face. I land my eyes on Louis. He’s still with Harry, giggling, sharing a towel. But despite all this, I still loved Lou. I still want him.

Days after that incident, Louis and I were left alone in our hotel suite’s living room.

“Let’s sneak out.” Louis said with excitement.

“To where?” I try to sound nonchalant. Alone? Together? This was the perfect opportunity to fill my longings of him.

“I don’t know.. Anywhere! It’ll be like a little adventure for us,” He whispered to me. “Let’s go while Paul is away.” He grabbed my hand and lead the way out. Paul is in the café right across the street, there’s no way he won’t notice. We’ll be caught for sure, and I knew that, but I won’t let an opportunity to be alone with the man who owned me heart for years just pass.

We ran to the streets of Australia, not having any idea where we were.

“Louis! Zayn! Where do you think you’re going?” Paul shouted to us. Louis chuckled, grabbed my hand and started running again. He started talking about things but I had no idea what they were, I was captivated by his smile.

We came to the point where we finally outran Paul, and now we were in the streets of Australia alone, with no sense of direction. He continued holding my hand, and kept pointing out just about everything we saw. My legs felt sore, but I kept on walking, it felt like forever, like this moment was never gonna end, and I wished so.

Until we noticed the time, and it was already late in the afternoon. He decided to call Paul and asked him to fetch us and so fetch us Paul did.

We were finally back in the hotel room, and it appears that Niall, Harry, and especially Liam, were very worried. Louis ran to Harry’s arms and started telling Harry and Niall about everything we saw. I walked slowly, Liam approaching me.

“We were really worried about you!” Liam said as he gave me a tight hug.

“I can see that.” I let go of him and removed my shoes, and my clothing. I went in straight to the showers to relax myself. Louis came in the bathroom and thank God the steam blurred his sight.

“Harry is such a great guy, isn’t he?” He started, then he splashed water to his face. It broke my heart, but I had to answer.

“Yeah he is!” I let out a fake chuckle. Water dripping were the only noise until Lou got serious moments after the long silence.

“Zayn.. Can you do me a favor?” He said, his voice crooked. Anything for my man, please, ask me to love you. I let out a little hum of approval. “Liam and I are going surfing tomorrow and Harry can’t come. Will you take care of him for a bit?”

I felt my heart shatter after hearing this. I shed a tear after another. “Sure, man. Whatever you say.” I manage to keep my voice in a normal tone.

“Thanks Zayn, you’re the best!” He excitedly hurried out the bathroom. I wish he meant what he said. Apparently the best isn’t better than Harry.

I stayed for a few more minutes in the shower, crying to myself, then it finally hit me. Why not invite Harry to a club so he gets terribly drunk and makes out with another girl so Louis can finally stop obssessing over him? The plan looked great in my head and I went out of the bath with the biggest smile.

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“Okay man, see you early morning tomorrow!” Liam patted my arm, then ran into the limo.

I rushed to the hotel room and looked for Paul. I asked permission if me and Harry could party later in a club, and after hours of reasoning with Paul, he finally agreed. Later at around 11PM, I poked Harry out of his sleep and told him to dress up to go clubbing. He did as told without second thoughts. This plan is going accordingly.

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It was the morning after me and Harry went clubbing, and Louis and Liam arrived at out hotel suite a tad bit too early. Liam had on the usual angelic look on his face, but I didn’t get to see Louis’ facial expression. He grabbed me outside the suite which made me blush.

“I thought you were going back in the af—” I start to say in a happy tone, but Louis cut me.

“I ASK YOU TO TAKE CARE OF HARRY FOR A NIGHT AND I GO OM TWITTER TO SEE DRUNK PICTURES OF HIM!?” He raged. I started crying. I thought this would make him dislike Harry. I thought this would make him love me.

“Oh please, man up, Zayn!” Louis let go of me. I broke down on the floor, and suddenly I feel gentle strokes on my back. I look up slowly hoping Louis had calmed down and realized I was the one he loved.

“Just cry it all out, little Zayn,” Liam said, in his most gentle voice, and sat beside me. “I know what you’re going through.” He continues stroking my back. I can’t help but notice how Louis had gone, probably beside Harry right now.

“No, you don’t,” I say, collecting my breath. “I’ve loved him since, but he loves someone else — Harry.”

“Yes, I do. We’re in the same situation.” He pulls me in for a hug, but more like a cuddle, and whispered, “I’ve loved you ever since, too. But you keep breaking my heart. I see you admiring Louis’ everything,” he began to cry. “But I had to cope with it. Because I love you that much.” He sobbed. My eyes widened and faced Liam, now covering his face with both his palms.

“I’m… I’m so sorry, Liam,” I got up and helped him. “I didn’t—”

“Of course you didn’t know, you’re too busy with Louis.” He wiped his tears with the collar of his shirt.

“I’m sorry Liam.. You’re so sweet and I don’t deserve someone as dedicated as yo—” He stopped me by pressing his lips against his. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just started kissing back. He pulled away and I turned red.

He chuckled a little and said, “Of course you do, silly.” And smiled the most thoughtful smile I’ve ever seen.