Your Love Is My Drug (A Lilo fan fic)

My Day With Zayn Malik

Liam’s POV

Zayn was all I could think about. The way his eyes light up when I look at him. He’s so smitten. He’s in love.

He’s in love with me.

The thought makes me tingle. I know I have feelings for him, but I’m in love with Louis my boyfriend. Or maybe, it’s just lust. Maybe I don’t actually love Zayn; I just want to kiss him. Yeah sure, Liam. You stay up at night thinking about him because you just want to kiss. That makes so much sense!

“Liam?” I heard Louis call. I turned around. “C’mon, we’ve got to go out.”

Louis had made plans to hang out. I wanted to stay home and think about things (A.k.a. Zayn), but he insisted. I only had on jeans, and Louis was biting his lip.

“You’re going to bite a whole in your lip, Lou.” I said as I put on my blue superman shirt. “Stop it.”

“Well, you’re no fun.” He said wrapping his arms around my neck. “Maybe later-“

“No.” I cut him off. He frowned and nodded. I slid on my converse and stood up. I fixed my shirt, and ran my fingers through my hair. Zayn walked past the door.

“Hey Zayn! Can get your opinion on something?” I asked, popping my head out of my room.

“Sure!” he said, turning around. “What do you need?”

“Would I look good with a quiff?” I asked. I wanted all of his attention, not just most of it.

“Yeah. I think so. “ he smiled at me.  My heart skipped a beat.

“Thanks mate!” I said, as a turned around to a pissed Louis. “What?”

“You couldn’t have asked me that?” he said tapping his foot and crossing his arms.

“Zayn always wears one, he would know better than any of us.” I said, walking around him.

“I’m your boyfriend! Shouldn’t my opinion matter?” oh wow. He was freaking out over a hairstyle. He was acting like a girl. It was just an opinion, it’s not like I asked to make out with Zayn. I would definitely enjoy that…

“Stop being a girl.” I snapped. I barely snapped at Louis, only when he was annoying me.

“Well, I see how it is.” He said sitting on the bed. He was pouting like a little child who couldn’t get dessert. I really hated when he did this.

“Stop being childish.” I said to him. He gaped.

“I am not.” He protested. He was really getting on my nerves.

“I’ll go by myself if you continue to act like this.” I declared. I wouldn’t want to be seen in public with a grown man pouted like he was six. I have dignity.

“Whatever.” He said, still pouting. Okay, I’m leaving now.

“Bye Lou.” I said walking out the door, grabbing my wallet. I opened my phone and called the cab service. I didn’t feel like driving, so I’d just get a ride to the mall. I grabbed dark shades and put them on. No fans would notice, so I should be good.

I was at the mall about a half an hour later. I walked into Hollister. I checked out some pants, but I didn’t buy anything. I saw a jacket that I knew Zayn would wear, I was tempted to get it for him, but Louis would start play 20 questions with me, so I let the idea go.

“Liam James Payne.” I heard someone whisper. Please god, don’t let it be a fan! I turned around to see Zayn inches from my face.

“Zayn.” I breathed. “I thought you were some fan.”