Zayn walked into Liam's and his shared hotel room and Liam was doing push ups, his arms flexing every time he came up.
Liam stood up, stretching his arms,
"hey."
Zayn nodded, swallowing past a lump in his throat as he watched the sweat drip down Liam's body.
Liam walked over to the mini fridge, grabbing a water bottle and drinking half of it in one drink.
he grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat off of his chest and the majority of his back.
Zayn couldn't help but stare at how Liam's sweatpants were so dangerously low on his hips.
Liam walked past Zayn, patting him on the back,
"I'm gonna go jump in the shower, I'll see you."
Zayn nodded and walked and sat on his bed, taking a few deep breaths, trying to ignore the bulge in his jeans.
Liam disappeared into the bathroom, letting Zayn let out a breath that he didn't know he had been holding in.
ever since Perrie broke off the engagement for whatever reason, Zayn has been even more attracted to Liam, and it's getting harder and harder to hide his feelings.
Liam is always walking around half naked and hugging Zayn randomly.
it's like he's trying to tease him.
when Liam came out of the bathroom, all he had on was tight black boxers and Zayn practically whimpered,
"are you fucking kidding me?" it was barely a whisper, and he thought it was just in his head, but Liam looked at him, obviously confused.
"what's wrong, Zayn?" he walked over to Zayn's bed, sitting down in front of him, worried.
"oh. um- you see I- nothing I'm just- I'm just tired. yeah- yeah I'm tired."
he tried to sound convincing, but his statement came out as more of a question then anything else.
"Zayn, please talk to me. what's wrong? is it about Perrie?"
"what? no." Zayn almost hit himself in the head, that would have been a good excuse. "I just- I don't know. okay?"
Liam frowned. "if you don't wanna talk about it, that's okay." he put his hand on Zayn's knee comfortingly and gave a slight smile.
Zayn just nodded, feeling too weak to say anything else.
soon, Liam's hand pulled away from Zayn's knee, the warmth of it lingering there for a few seconds.
Liam got up, walking over to his suitcase, bending over to grab sweatpants, causing Zayn to stare at Liam's ass.
Zayn pulled his eyes away, only causing him to want to look again.
Liam pulled on the sweatpants before walking over and jumping on top of Zayn, causing them both to laugh.
he laid there for a few minutes, Zayn trying to calm his breathing, trying not to get hard when Liam's hips were literally on his, and Zayn tried to picture everything that disgusted him, but every time he tried that, his mind would find a way to think about how Liam was shirtless, or how he smelled.
his brain couldn't help but go to how Liam looked when he was dancing on stage.
fuck. it even went to the way Liam smiled when he would see a sign from a fan, and the way his eyes lit up when he laugh and the way he was always able to cheer Zayn up.
Zayn tried unbelievably hard to focus on the fact that it could ruin their friendship if Liam found out about his crush, but all that he could think about, was how Liam's dick was literally on top of his as they were cuddling, and he couldn't help but picture dirty things.
