(A/N it's been a while I know and I'm really sorry about that! But this will be slowly updated so that I can put more effort into this! I have a zarry family story I'm starting it's called daddies little princess so if you like zarry and family story's you can go see that also school just started for me and yea it's stressful and I have major anxiety so that doesn't help when it comes to schooling situations. But I hope you like this )
Liam's Pov
You're never thinking when you cheat. You're partner may think you are but trust me your not. And your guilty. You feel like a dirty pig, scum, an asshole, a piece of shit, and your guilty. You feel like whatever you do they know you did wrong and in my case zayn knows. There is no way he doesn't. He knows when I come home late or when I being someone into my work room that I'm cheating. I mean what stripper has a work room? I mean it's defiantly a 'work room' but not one like zayn has. He actually does shit with his life.
And maybe that's why I cheat. Zayn has always been smart, I should know we dated all in high school and he would help me with tests and homework. I envy that, I wish I could be handed a situation and figure it out with a snap of my fingers. But I'm not zayn, I know zayn could do so much better than me! Fuck Harry's probably better than me and he's a killer!
I'm worthless, been told all my life. I guess I thought he wouldn't expect much so I didn't do much. Zayns home for me, his smile and his eyes and his beautiful voice all feel like home to me. They feel safe, and I that's why I proposed. From that day on I didn't want to cheat on him, Till now that is.
We are in his office and apparently I can't see that little fag change. I mean why does zayn need to be in there then? Why does he always need to be stuck up Harry's ass! Why? I don't get it what's so fucking special about that stupid fucking phys-
"Liam?"
"What?" I answer Veronica
"Well I was wondering if you could take this box into the storage room for me? It's a bit heavy" I smirk
"Of course gorgeous" I smile, taking the box out if her hand I follow her to the storage room. She unlocks the door and we both enter the fairly big room.
"Just set that over there" she says pointing to the spot behind me as she bends over the desk stacking a box on the shelf. He dress rids to a bit and Liam looks over to see her lace underwear. I smirks and licks his lips.
What a pig.
"So... How's the boyfriend?" I press
"Oh.. Uh... Actually we aren't together anymore."
"Whys that? Surly he's going to miss your beautiful body, not to mention that god like face" I step closer and she smirks
"What a charmer you are! Zayns a luck man"
"Actually me and zayn broke up" I mean that's what I tell everyone so why not... One more time and then I'm done fire sure.. I promise zayn.
"Ohh what a shame.. Whys that if you don't mind me asking?"
"He cheated on me .... It was terrible I was so heart broken... I just came here because I thought maybe we could work it out but he just said that he wanted nothing to do with me and that he liked fucking other men" I fake sob
"Oh Liam... I'm so sorry" she pulls me in for a hug
"It's not your fault"
"I wish I could help in some way"
"Well... There is one thing you could do" I say pulling away to look at her with my watery eyes
"What's that love?"
"Well... I've been kind it lonely and well... Maybe you could just pretend to make love to me so be zayn never did" I fake sob into her shoulder. This is fucked up but I mean zayn doesn't care.. He busy helping harry right now so no big deal right?
Wrong.
"Oh Liam... I mean I guess"
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"Oh fuck Liam faster" she says as I pound Into her tight hole.
"Shit I'm close" I say into her shoulder
"Fuck come all over my face" she says getting down form the table and kneeling in front of my erection. She wraps her mouth around my cock and her hand around the bit she can't fit. I few pumps latter I'm taking my cock out of her mouth and coming in her face.
"Oh yeaa that's nice" she says swallowing what she collected off her face. I pull her up for a kiss and get dressed.
"We can't tell zayn about this alright?"
"What? Why I thought you guys broke up?"
"Uh.. We did baby but we wouldn't want to upset him right?"
"Oh... Yes I guess.." She smiles pulling her left shoe on.
"Here's my number just I'm case you wanna... Yea know... Do this again" she hands him her number and smiles. He kisses her one last time and she exits the closet. He doesn't think twice about it and drops the number in the trash not even giving it a second look.
He promised zayn this would be the last time and he means it. But but they still have a long way till the wedding.
Once a cheater always a cheater.
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