Fireproof // Ziam

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Zayn's POV

I was just finishing up with cooking dinner when Liam trudged down the stairs of our shared flat in only a pair of sweats that hung loosely around his hips. His v-line was visible and so were his pubes; he wasn't wearing boxers. I looked up at him for a while, distracting from my cooking.

I guess I had stared at his abs longer than I had intended because Liam piped up, "Uh Zayn? You okay?"

I looked down at my feet, embarrassed, and felt my cheeks flame.

"Oh yeah aha" I said nervously.

I turned my attention back on the food so that I wouldn't burn the tamales when I felt a pair of muscular arms wrap around my waist and a body larger than mine behind me. Subconsciously, I let out a sigh of pleasure, closing my eyes and melting into his touch.

We were having a nice romantic moment, well at least to me it was, when Liam teased, "So we're having enchiladas and tamales!" He kicked his plump lips.

"Hey! Cheater! You peeked!" I said half angrily because I wanted to surprise him with his favorite food. I pushed my bottom lip out, making the best pouty face I could.

"Oh papi, guess you'll have to punish me tonight," Liam giggled.

As fast as he said that, I was hard. I quickly turned around, my back facing him, hoping that he didn't see my boner.

"Oh? What's this?" Liam asked, poking my bulge and biting his bottom lip, trying to make the most seductive face he could. "Did I do this?" He questioned innocently, batting his eyelashes.

I moaned, only encouraging Liam to tease more.

After a while of teasing he finally stopped and sat down at the dining table obediently. I served the food and sat down, both of us forgetting all about my "incident" earlier. I placed three enchiladas and a tamale on each plate and we ate hungrily.

"So, how was your day hm?" Liam asked with a mouth full of food.

"Li! Don't talk with food in your mouth!" I exclaimed. It was my biggest pet peeve after all.

"Eym Soh-reh Muuom," Liam said, purposely talking with food in his mouth causing him to slur his words.

I rolled my eyes and he chuckled.

We ate in silence for a while; a comfortable silence for Liam, but an uneasy one for me. I wanted to tell him how I felt right then and there but couldn't bring myself to do it. I was mentally punching myself because I need to tell him soon. I can't take it anymore. Do I wanna know, if this feeling flows both ways?

After we finished our dinner, I took our plates and placed them into the sink.

"Care for a drink Li?"

"Sure" he smiled back.

"Two servings of our finest champagne coming right up!" I said with a cheeky smile, making him laugh. My heart skipped a beat. I loved his laugh so much, sigh, if only that boy knew what he does to me...

I gave him his champagne in a crystal clear wine glass.

"Cheers!" Liam said, giggling.

"Cheers mate" 

We drank and drank until it was midnight. Is this our 16th glass? or 17th? I can't remember honestly. Getting drunk with Liam was my favorite thing to do at night. We sat for an hour, talking about complete rubbish and giggling like crazy school girls. Liam was telling me terrible dad jokes when suddenly he giggled, "Zaaaayniiieeee-poooooooo!"

Although we were both extremely drunk from all the wine, beer, vodka, and champagne, I heard him clearly and my heart fluttered at the nickname.

"Yeeeeess Liiii-Beaaaaarrrr?"

"I have a question!" he said excitedly, almost jumping up and down on his bum which was planted on the sofa.

"What is it Li?" I asked, a wee bit concerned.

"Dooo yooouuu eveerrr wooooondeeerrrr ifffffff weeeeeee couuuld beeeeee moooooore thaaaaan frieeeennnndssssss?"

I choked on the rum we had been drinking and coughed until I couldn't cough anymore. He can't be serious. No, he's too drunk. I sat there kind of disappointed he said this when he was drunk and not when he was sober and aware of what he was saying.

We sat in silence for a long while.

I sighed. "Let's go to bed Li. I think we've drank enough tonight," I huffed.

"Awwwwww yooooou'reee noooooo fuuuuuunnnn," he pouted.

"Come on, we can cuddle, how's that?"

"Ooooookaaaaayyyyyyy!" He said happily, his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

A/N: This is where you start the song!

My God Liam, you're so drunk. I love you so much...Sigh, if only you knew what you did to me.

I lay there, the love of my life with his arms wrapped around me, as my thoughts began to pour on me like a heavy rainfall; I always overthink. What even is love? Isn't love when you're happy when the other person is happy? Isn't their hapiness supposed to be enough? But Liam is happy with Soph*a...why am I still not happy then? Is this not love? No! This is love, if this isn't I don't know what is... My head ached at these thoughts, as well as my heart. I tear fell from my eyes and landed on Liam's left cheek; he didn't move, so I assumed he was asleep already.

"I love you Liam," I whispered softly, knowing that he wouldn't hear me; I didn't want him to.

I tried to push the sadness away and focus on cuddling Liam, but couldn't. I need to get over him and this is it, I'm going to do it. No more loving Liam from this point on, it gives me too much pain and I can't handle it anymore. As soon as I said this, it felt like the weight on my shoulders were lifted off and I was as light as a feather. Wow, it feels great to not be in love.

I smiled and fell asleep, dreaming only of happy thoughts.

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