Fireproof // Ziam

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Zayn's POV

Wow...he looked gorgeous today. He looked gorgeous everyday, but I loved him in that suit and tie, more than I loved anything.

But there was a problem...

Perhaps I should introduce myself. I'm Zayn. Zayn Jawaad Malik. And I am in love with my best mate in the world. Yes, I'm gay. So what? Sure, I can understand that I'm not supposed to be in love with my best mate, but being in love with another man is perfectly okay. Well, to me it is, at least. Okay I'll stop speaking my mind now.

I think I forgot to mention that I happen to be in the world's biggest boy band. Oops aha! x

But yeah, we've got loads of girls chasing after us, it gets kind of scary sometimes, but we've grown accustom to it. All these girls are calling me their husband but I only have eyes for one person. Liam James Payne.

But there was one problem....

I have fallen madly in love with his dark chocolate orbs that sparkled when he laughed; with his cute, button nose; with his plump lips which were a shade of soft pink; with his voice, of which I've craved those three words; with that birthmark I've always wanted to leave a lovebite on; with his rock hard abs I've always wanted to touch; with his toned biceps, by which I wanted to be held; with his chest, and how I could fall asleep resting on it, dreaming only of happy thoughts with Liam; with his scent, my favourite cologne; with everything about him. I loved him with all of my heart. He was my Jaan.

But there was a problem...

You see, out of the five of us, three of us are taken, as we stated in a recent interview. Or should I say "taken." It was well-known that El was just a beard for Larry and that Zerr*e was just a publicity stunt for her awful, untalented, selfish, and worthless band: L*ttle M*x. Ugh, I hated her high pitched, nasaly voice and her distgusting laugh. She was possibly the most fake person I have ever met, inside and out. Her face is mostly plastic and she is annoying as hell. I'd rather spend time with the devil than her; anyone but her.

(A/N: As you can tell, I'm a hUgE Perr*e fan!!!)

Anyways, that's besides the point. The problem is simple: Liam is in love with Soph*a. It pains me to say those words; it hurts just to think about them - Soph*am.

Ew.

How and why he fell for her, I will never know. But I do know that Liam deserves better...me.

But he could never love me, he was straight and I am not. I love him so much, it hurts. And it pains me to know that we will never be together; it hurts like I'm being stabbed by a thousand knives and I want to scream out, call Liam for help, but I can't.

It hurts to know he'll never love me. Even after all those "ziam moments," as our fans would call them, that we had on tour. It pains me to know that those were only friendly gestures to Liam, but to me, it was so much more; it was the only was I could show him I loved him.

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Short first chapter, I'm sorry ): But I've got some good ideas for this one (: I'm actually just kind of making up the plot as I go along so yeah, hopefully it turns out well!

Also, I won't be updating this one as much as my other fanfic (Love At First Sight) but I will update more as Christmas time begins to draw near...hope you enjoy this fanfic!

AND, I've started working on another fanfic, which will be titled "Vindication," and of course, it's another ziam one. I will actually be tying it into my life more and that fanfic will be more of me expressing my emotions, but of course, though a ziam story. I've started on that one but probably won't start publishing until after Christmas (I might get too antsy and update earlier, so bear with me).

One last thing, I've decided that I'm going to try to eliminate profanity from my vocabulary because I honestly don't think it's necessary and I would like to start sounding a bit more civilized and sophisticated, so yeah. No cussing for me. (:

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