I dislike one direction but phe made me wrote it and Liam is hot so here
Freya stormed out of the shared flat, making sure to slam the door on her way out. You see Freya didn't cry when she was upset, she swore, broke shit, and did things she would later regret, not necessarily in that order. Her head was not on straight at that very moment but she had enough reason to head to the boy's flat. Being alone was not going to work for her. She'd only end up hurting herself, hurting someone else, or getting shitfaced. She absentmindedly made her way to the underground, taking the train uptown. She entered the apartment complex and arrived at their door. Freya knocked loud enough to wake the devil and waited rather impatiently for someone to answer. Muffled curse words could be heard from behind the door, presumably Zayn, who was the only one of them with such a colorful vocabulary, answered the door.
"What the hell-" Freya pushed the door open as soon as Zayn had turned the knob, slamming it into his chest, earning a solid oomph noise from the older boy. She stormed past him into the living room. "Well goodmorning to you too" He muttered, shutting the door and walking after her. "Care to tell me what the hell your problem is?" She scowled at him, seemingly on the verge of growling. Her facial features screamed anger but her eyes told a different story.
"Dan and I broke up I think." She said through clenched teeth. He could tell her angry resolve was fading. She looked on the verge of tears which was weird to even think about. Freya never cried. At least not in front of anyone.
"Who was knocking?" Liam said, walking into the room, bed head and pajama bottoms were the only things he wore. However when he noticed Freya he hurriedly crossed his arms over his bare chest. She smiled, some of her usual mischief lighting up her face.
"Oh come on Liam, it's just me. No need to be skittish." This only made the boy blush harder.
"Exactly. Its you." He muttered before slapping a hand over his mouth. He had definitely not meant to say that out loud. Freya's playful grin faded into a shy smile. They both knew they were attracted to one another, but never acted on it. Freya had Dan and Liam had Sophia. Or used to have Sophia. Zayn noticed the odd tension between the two and opted to leave them alone.
"I'll just um be in the other room." He said, gliding out of the room. Only then did Freya let her guard down. She didn't ever feel the need to hide her feelings from Liam because she never needed too. He could see right through her.
"What happened Frey?" Liam asked, sliding on the couch next to dark haired girl.
"Dan and I broke up. I think." She muttered. Liam raised his eyebrows. "You think?"
"Well I kind of stormed out of the flat before we could officially end it. But the words 'we shouldn't be together' were spoken, so I think I'm correct in the assumption that we broke up." Liam nodded, wrapping an arm around her awkwardly.
"I'm not exactly sure how to comfort you without you punching me." Freya almost smiled at this.
"NOOOOOOOOOO" Niall screamed, all out sprinting into the living room, Louis in close pursuit. Alex and Zayn followed yelling at the two as they chased each other around the small room. Niall looped around and pushed Alex into a wall and disappeared into the kitchen, ducking behind the breakfast bar. "Give me back my fucking phone you little midget leprechaun" Louis yelled, practically diving over the breakfast bar to tackle the smaller boy and wrestle the object from his hands.
"Wanna go into my room..." Liam asked timidly. Freya nodded and followed him down the hall and into his well organized and tidy room. He motioned towards the bed for her to sit, but she shook her head.
"There is one way you can comfort me" She muttered, an odd look on her face. "But Frey, what about Dan."
"Worry about me. Here. Right in front of you. Take your chance Liam." He stared down at her, not sure whether to take her seriously or not. She reached her arms up and snaked them around his neck, pulling him close to her.
"Kiss me Liam." His hands shook as they reached up to cup her face. It took forever for their lips to connect, but when they finally did, they wasted no time with teasing. Freya shoved her tongue into Liam's mouth, not even needing to fight for dominance. Their kiss turned into a heated snogging session. So heated they didn't notice Louis and Alex spying on them.
"Should we leave em at it?" Alex smirked. "Yeah. Definitely. We'll leave the teasing for later."
Liam broke away from the kiss and pushed Freya on the bed, all of a sudden becoming assertive. Not that Freya minded. it was hard being the one in charge all the time. "Shirt." He said, surprising Freya, but she obediently undid the buttons of her blouse, letting it slide off of her shoulders, before remembering the door was still half open. "The door Liam." He practically dived for the door, slamming it and locking it, probably gaining the attention of the whole house. She cocked an eyebrow at him, earning a bashful look.
"Anyways."
"Yeah." They waited in tense silence. "Well this is awkward." Liam muttered more to himself than to Freya. She rolled her eyes, knowing she'd have to do all the work. "Come here." She ordered. Luckily he listened to her, closing the distance between them and leaning over her as if to kiss her. She pulled him down and rolled over on top of him, straddling his waist. She slid her hands over his chest hungrily, tracing her fingers over every indent and lightly brushing his hipbones, stopping at the waistband of his pants. He placed his hands over hers, stopping her. "Not yet." He whispered, his voice gruff. He nodded towards her bra, telling her to take it off. She obliged happily, wanting this, whatever this was, to hurry up. His eyes raked over her exposed chest all the way down to where her hips sat on his. Without thinking he bucked his hips up, desperately seeking friction. Her eyes widened, the feeling of his length against her inner thigh spurring her to meet his hips. His eyes fluttered, the sensation almost too much to bear. "Okay. Now is good." She slipped a finger into his pants, followed by another, pulling them down to his thighs, leaving him to kick them off. He rolled her over and took to the position she had been in. He unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off of her, not able to wait any longer. "Second drawer to your right." Freya reached in and pulled out a condom. "Better safe then sorry." He said. Freya giggled at the corny line, but definitely didn't object. He rolled off of her and they both slid off their remaining articles of clothing, Liam preparing himself.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked her. She didn't verbally respond, instead swinging a leg over him and straddling him, impaling herself on his length. They both let out breathy moans, not bothering to keep quiet. He bucked upward, pumping into her. She leaned forwards, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him to keep quiet. No point letting the rest of them have anymore evidence of what they were doing.
"L-Liam." She moaned when he rolled her over and began moving faster. He buried his face in her neck, trailing his tongue over her collarbone and biting down on her sweet spot. His bites and kisses got harsher as they both neared their climax. When they finally did, Freya and Liam moaned each others names loudly. He fell against her, sweaty and tired. "Holy shit." Was all Liam could say.
"Yeah." Freya answered, maneuvering out from under him. "That was definitely worth it. No matter what. Thank you Liam Payne."
a/n Ps watch @AHungryWolf's profile because this is based off her story. I wrote it but plot credit goes to her.
