the pizza's here // ziam

four

"Hey," Liam says clearing his throat by a cough. This can't be happening.

"Did you preorder it too?" Zayn asks pointing at the hard cover book he had in his now sweaty hands. Liam nods his head and relaxes a bit. Talking to Zayn isn't that difficult. He's just got to learn how to get rid of the butterflies in his stomach and the faster heart rate and get over the fact that he's just so damn gorgeous.

"Hey Li can we- OH MY GOD ZAYN," Niall says dropping a manga with two girls in sexy schools uniforms on the cover. Zayn smirks and blushes, waving hello to Niall. They stand there like that for a second (Liam could've swore it was much longer,) in a triangle, before Niall whispers something in Liam's ear.

As Niall tells Liam the secret Liam looks much more panicked and nervous. He whispers back.

"Just do it!" Niall says in a whisper-shout voice. Even though Zayn was approximatly 5 feet away. He winks at Zayn and walks off but still in ear shot of the two.

"What are they saying?" Zayn thinks to himself.

He refocuses his hazel eyes to Liam who was shuffling his feet and scratching his neck. He was red in the cheeks and kept swallowing. "Uhm I-I was wondering Zayn...if you'd like to uhh," Liam says nervously.

"Like what?" He asks.

"Like to hangoutsometime."

"What?" Zayn asks, knitting his eyebrows together.

"Would you like to hang out sometime...at my place?" Liam finally asks in a clear voice. "Or anywhere really I don't care." He looks up at Zayn who is beaming.

"I'd love too." They look into each other's eyes and Zayn giggles (Liam was sure he was going to be in cardiac arrest.) They both look down at their shoes. "Okay well flirt fest is over. Zayn go to Liam's house tonight after your shift and you two can hang out and do whatever your hearts desire." Niall flashes a playful grin at Zayn and guides Liam's feet over to the checkout to buy his precious book.

Liam was speechless. Something had to be stuck in his throat because he couldn't even utter one word on the way home. His cheeks hurt from smiling and he couldn't stop replaying the scene over and over again in his head. He was just itching to get home.

Zayn, possibly the hottest pizza delivery guy in existence of human kind, was coming to his house.

When they did finally get back to Liam's he went through a few stages. He dropped his book on the floor and began to use his 'ultra supersonic cleaning mode' (or that's what Niall called it) and made the flat spotless. Then he realized he had nothing to wear. After almost an hour of tearing his closet to bits, calling up Louis, shedding a few tears, and a lot of groans from Niall, he just decided on skinny jeans and his favorite t-shirt.

Then, oddly, he got very confident. He was feeling good, looking good, and his house looked good. His heart was pounding in excitement as the clock kept changing and the day rolled on.

"Hey Liam?"

"Yeah Ni?" Liam asks as they both are playing a little Fifa together.

Niall pauses the game making Liam grow concerned. "What's up?"

"I-I think its best that I leave. Like today," he says sadly. Liam's heart drops. Although Niall can be a bit of a...pest, he is still Liam's bestest friend and he hates it when their visits end. Liam frowns and engulfs Niall in a big warm hug. "Why today? Can't you leave tomorrow?"

Niall shakes his head. "This is the last train ride back home. The next one isn't for another two weeks and school will be starting before then." Liam nods, he understands. "Do you need help packing?"

"Nah... got most of it done last night. But don't worry about that, I wanna finish this game and beat your ass at it too." Niall grins devilishly which caused Liam to chuckle. Game on.

//

"Bye Niall," Liam says with a happy but sad smile. He liked to think that the sooner he said goodbye the sooner they could see each other again.

"Bye loser," Niall laughs. Liam rolls his eyes, Niall may or may night have stuck to his word and won 5 to 3 but that doesn't matter. They give each other one more massive hug and Liam watches as his best friend loads his bags into the taxi and drive off around the corner.

When he walks back up into his flat is seems empty, almost dull. He sits down in his kitchen and puts his head down on the breakfast bar. He closes his eyelids shut and takes a breath. His body and mind become relaxed but the ding of the doorbell makes his heart jump and the nerves climb back up his spine and all through his fingertips. Zayn's here.

//
my first exam was today. fml. but i read larry smut afterwards so it wasnt half bad. but id just like to say...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY RELIGION ZAYN MALIK HE HAS CAUSED WAY TO MANY FEELS IN MY LIFE TO NOT BE ACKNOWLEDGED ON THIS SACRED INTERNATIONAL HOLIDAY. ILY ILY ILY AND I HOPE ITS THE BEST EVER BC YOU DESERVE IT