Cockblocks and Controllers

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Wtf 700 reads?! why do you even find this story interesting?! :D ily guys so much

Taking my first shot at Ziam for a minute. It's half Ziam half Larry. Updating again right after Enjoy (:

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The weatherman was right- the snow was piled high Saturday morning, blocking all forms of transportation. Liam woke up that morning, feeling relaxed.

He followed the daily routine he had followed before he left. First, he took a shower and put on clothes, then he ate breakfast, then he pulled on his house shoes and left his apartment, heading to the elevator.

He lived in a luxury apartment, due to his good funds from boxing. He smiled sadly at the reason he had ever started taking boxing lessons in the first place- to fight off bullies. But not a only his bullies- Harry's as well.

He slowly made his way to the front desk and gave the lady his mailbox key. She retrieved his mail and handed it over along with the key. He smiled in thanks and left. It was when the elevator stopped on the third floor that Liam saw him.

Leaning against the wall, eyes closed, was Zayn Malik. Liam frowned and stepped out of the elevator, making his way over to the boy as the elderly lady who actually lived on this floor toddled ahead.

"Zayn?" Liam whispered, bending down to place a hand on the lad's shoulder. Zayn jolted awake, looking around frantically before comprehending the fact that Liam was in front of him.

"What're you doing here?" Liam asked, holding out his hand to help the other lad to his feet.

Liam was surprised to see a blush appear on Zayn's tan face.

"Oh... I, um... I slept with a girl last night and she kicked me out about an hour ago after I told her she was just a one night stand," the raven-haired man spoke, pushing his calloused hand through his messy hair.

"Oh," was all Liam could reply.

"And obviously I can't get home, so I'm stuck here..."

"Do you want to stay with me?" Liam asked slowly.

Liam was just a surprised as Zayn at the offer. Liam liked orderly and he liked planning. Liam's house was clean but he just hadn't fit in another person staying for a few days.

"I don't want to bother you."

"Trust me. I'm just helping a friend, yeah?" Liam offered a smile.

"I... I don't make a good friend," Zayn spoke, avoiding eye contact.

"Well... We'll change that. Want me to show you the way?"

Zayn nodded slowly, following Liam up to the sixth floor.

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"Wow," Harry mumbled from his place on the couch.

"What's up?" Louis prodded, placing himself on Harry's chest, who lost his breath at the sudden weight.

"Fuck, Lou."

"What? Am I too fat?!" Louis jumped up, looking absolutely horrified.

Harry frowned deep, pulling Louis back down.

"No, baby. Why would you say that?" the younger asked incredulously, dropping his phone onto the floor and pulling Louis back onto his stomach.

"You... You took that breath, God, I hurt you-"

"No, Louis! No, it was just sudden; it had absolutely nothing to do with your weight! Where did that come from?"

Louis shrugged, kicking his feet against the couch.

"You don't think you're... Fat, do you?" Harry asked carefully.

"I know, I shouldn't think that, I-"

"I'm not going to tell you what you should think, Louis. You're your own person! You do and think whatever you want, but, baby, you are not fat! Sure, your bones aren't showing and you don't have six pack. But you want to know something?" Harry spoke softly, scared to upset Louis, who nodded to answer Harry's question.

"You are so fucking perfect to me. Those curves... They're to die for, Louis. And, gosh, your little tummy is so cute! It's literally just adorable because I wouldn't be able to hold you like I do if you didn't have that little tummy that I like to curve my hands around. You, Louis Tomlinson, are everything I could ever hope for. And please don't forget that, baby."

Louis's eyes watered. Harry thought he had gotten more upset, but he knew Louis was happy when the older launched himself over Harry's torso, sobbing and pressing wet kisses onto his mate's hot skin.

"Thank you, Harry," he sighed, moving to kiss Harry's lips. Sure, Harry wanted to show Louis just how beautiful he was was, but Harry wanted to play smart. So he took the cleaner route by slipping them over to where Louis was under him. He lifted Louis's shirt with little protest from the owner of the clothing before pressing his own kisses along Louis's stomach.

The little curved part, the deep dimples on the side, the dip of his belly button. Louis breathed out.

"What are you doing to me, Styles?"

"Hopefully the same thing you're doing to me, Tomlinson, because it's an amazing feeling."

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Ziam- so basically Liam found Zayn in the hallway of his apartment. And they're snowed in...

QOTC-

So like... What do you think Liam's opinion is of Zayn sleeping around?

And how do you think Harry feels about Louis thinking he's fat?

so guess what?!

Next chapter has smut and hints about Harry's past. (:

I mean, like... Is smut okay? I'm probly going to be bad at it, idk ;D