"Feisty aren't we," I said as I walked towards Zayn.
"Who are you?" Zayn asked as he cowered back a bit.
"The man you owe some answers to princess. Why did you threaten to kill and kick the àss of one of my men?" I asked as I again took a step towards him watching him walk backwards till his back hit the wall.
"Because if he hurts my best friend by selling him shìt that could kill him, I will kill him. And I threatened to kick his àss cause he came into my room on top of my bed and disrupted my sleep," Zayn explained.
"And then I would have no other choice but to torture and kill you. And I wouldn't want to kill such a masterpiece as yourself. By the way my name is Liam, princess," Liam whispered the last part in his ear.
"Good luck with that," Zayn whispered back before going underneath Liam's arm and walking into the kitchen, just to walk back out. "Get a fùcking room," he shouted as he walked back into the living room.
"So princess how old are you?" Liam asked as he made himself at home on the couch.
"Twenty," Zayn said as he sat down on the floor.
"You look like a baby, and I don't bite princess," Liam stated.
"How do I know this?" Zayn asked.
"Alright, I don't bite unless you ask me to," Liam smirked. "But seriously come sit next to me on your couch."
"How old are you?" Zayn asked as he moved onto the couch.
"Not much older than you actually, I'm twenty-four," Liam responded as he placed his arm behind Zayns head.
"How are you so dámn tall?" Zayn questioned.
"Maybe you're just short."
"I am not that short."
"Youre what? Five feet even?" Liam asked as he turned towards Zayn.
"Five foot and a half," Zayn said as he crossed his arms across his chest and stuck his tongue out.
"Cute," Liam smirked again.
"Thank you," Zayn smirked.
"Oh. Yeah you're cute too princess."
"Don't tell me you two are going to fùck also?" Niall asked as he walked into the living room.
"Uh no," Zayn said as Liam said, "can't do that just yet."
"Great, move over children," Niall said as he sat inbetween Zayn and Liam. "What are we talking about in here?"
"I am going to kick your àss," Zayn and Liam said at the exact same time.
"Oh shush. Threats are meaningless unless you follow through. So what do we want to watch on television?" Niall asked.
"Zayn kicking your áss," Liam stated.
"No I think I'd rather see you kick his áss Liam," Zayn said while turning towards Liam.
"Okay I get it. No love for me. I see how it is," Niall pouted.
"What are you twelve?" Liam asked as he tackled Niall, causing the both of them to fall on the floor. Which in turn caused the butt of Liam's gun to show in the waistband of his pants because his shirt had ridden up.
"Why the fùck do you have a gun?!" Zayn shrieked.
*A/N:
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