Fuck ! I feel for you

Chapter 14

After calming down himself Liam exited the washroom and found Zayn sitting quietly on his heels infront of his duffle bag. He signed and made his way towards his upset Zayn. "I'm sorry," Liam apologised kneeling infront him. Zayn looked at him breathed out. "You don't have to apologise. I guess I overreacted. I'm sorry," Zayn said pulling the bag closer unzipping it.

"Babe please, don't apologize. You didn't overreacted. It was an obvious reaction," Liam said taking his hands on his. Zayn looked at him and smiled lazily.

"Can we just forget this Zayn ? I didn't wanted to ruin this day but I can't do anything without fucking up. I'm sorry. Please," Liam said. His voice was so genuine and Zayn could see how much effort he was putting.

"So umm... where are you taking me. Tell me so I could dress accordingly," Zayn asked after clearing his throat.

"Just wear something warm and comfortable. No need to wear anything fancy. You gonna love it," Liam smirked getting up and walking into his closet area.

Zayn just smiled pulling out a white tshirt , black skinny jeans and a purple jumper. He quickly changed his clothes and now he was he was standing infront of the mirror trying to do his hair. After wasting 15 minutes he huffed and dramatically fell down whimpering. He then took out his phone and dialled the number.
"Niall," he cried even before his friend answered from the other side.
"That's what I thought. How come you haven't called me crying," he said and Zayn cried in response.
"What happened ? Didn't found anything to - okay you know what just wait," with that he disconnected the call. Zayn stared at the screen and then it rang again. He answered the phone and Niall's face popped up.

"Ohhhh look at that ! Isn't it the jumper Shawn brought you from Canada ? I told him purple suits you see I was right," Niall said grinning widely.
"Yes it is. And please Niall help me. I can't do my hair!!! I've been trying for last 15 minutes," Zayn huffed again.
Niall rolled his eyes at him.
"That's a very stupid reason to cry. Just do it how you do it normally. It will look good and leave it a bit messy but not too messy or wait just run your fingers through your hair or wait........ Ask Liam to do it," Niall smirked nd Zayn glared at him.

Right then Liam walked it dressed in some casual white tshirt and black jeans and Nike. "Again ! What happened now," he said when a tear rolled down his eye.
"His hair is the problem this time," Niall said popping something in his mouth.
"Ohh hey Niall," Liam smiled at him who smiled in return.
"Zayn I'm telling you again that's a very stupid reason to cry ! Louis has spoiled you way too much. He really had turned you into a cry baby," Niall said a little frustrated when Zayn started to cry again .
"That's mean Niall," Liam scolded.
"Whatever deal with him. Just tell him to deal with the problem instead of crying at everything. I'm going to watch golf. Enjoy your date and Zayn please stop crying. You look beautiful. Plus keep your calm. You and I need to have a serious talk about this behaviour of your," he said as if he was his father and with that the scene went black.

" It's ok. Let's see what we can do with your hair," Liam said smiling down at his beloved. He knew Niall was right but he didn't wanted to deal with that topic at that time. Zayn bit his lips preventing him from having a break down. He seriously needs to stop crying at everything. After spending 15 more minutes Zayn's hair was finally done.
"See how good you are looking," Liam smiled and kissed his cheek looking at them in the mirror. Zayn finally managed to make the quiff but kept it a little messy. It was looking perfect. He was looking perfect.

"Yes," Zayn said happily.
"So grab your jacket and gloves and let's go," Liam said taking his hand wand leading him out of the washroom.
After wearing warm clothes properly they both left the penthouse.

Liam walked towards his black Porsche Cayenne and opened the passenger door for Zayn. After Zayn got in he jogged towards the other side got in and ignited the engine.
Twenty minutes later Liam parked the car and walked out.
" where are we," Zayn said excitingly getting out even before Liam could open the door for him.
Instead of replying Liam took his hand and started walking. They stopped at the entrance and Zayn squealed like a schoolgirl who got a text back from his crush.