electric youth - ziam au

f o u r t e e n

im ashamed of this chapter, honestly, but it's just a filler anyway. The good stuff is coming, i promise. ( and to make up for a shit chapter, i gave you a good song(: ) - kayleigh

Liam and Zayn were sat on the ground at the field by the hospital, looking up at the clouds.

The week before, when they had the slight argument outside the school, they had made up with an unreasonable amount of kissing and whispering, talking and holding. All of which Zayn gave generously, and Liam took willingly.

"I see why you like it here," Zayn breathed, pulling Liam toward him so that his head was on his chest, and laced their fingers together.

They hadn't seen each other much in the last week, but when they did, it was happy. it seemed Zayn finally understood himself, and Liam concluded his own theories.

They both snuck off from the hospital today, deciding they needed some, time to themselves. It was spring now, so Liam decided this was the only place he wanted Zayn to be with him.

"Zayn? What's going on with us?" Liam whispered, closing his eyes and breathing in Zayn's musky scent.

"I don't know, Li, I am not the best with initiating relationships..." He moved his head so that his nose was pressed into Liams hair.

Liam smiled, closing his eyes and sighing, "would you like something to happen?"

He wasn't sure where Zag. Stood with the entire hey everyone, i like dudes sort of thing, because he knew that many of the people Zayn hung out with were clearly homophobic, but he hoped he would be okay...

Liam decided he'd be out, so he told Louis and Wesley ( without needing to inform the ladder, though ) and set it at that. The two were the only two he cared for even in the slightest, and they both didn't mind a sliver. Louis even told Liam about his eventful night with Harry, and how they were going to be dating in private for the moment.

Zayn however, never really thought about it. He's constantly considered confining in Harry about Liam, but he had never really apologized for his blow a few months back. Niall was a given, though. If he told Harry, he would tell Niall.

"I do, my lovely," Zayn whispered.

"Well then, Mr. Zayn Malik, will you be my boyfriend?" Liam pushed himself up in his elbows, hovering over Zayn.

"Yes, Liam. I will." And their lips attached, full of sweetness, as they each held their brand new boyfriend.

It's hard to believe it, really. the two had know each other for what had to be three months now, and it seemed to have be the best and worst months of their lives. All leading up to this.

When they made it back to the hospital, Liam decided it was time to properly introduce Zayn to Wesley, using the word boyfriend happily.

Zayn later decided he would drive home with Liam, and he hesitated, saying that he couldn't bring him to see his parents, but that he could drop him off at his own house.

Zayn questioned it, yes, but when Liam's eyes fell and his breathing hitched, he pecked his cheek and mumbled a nevermind.

After Liam had dropped Zayn off, receiving great amounts of kisses before he walked away, he made it home around eleven. He walked in as quietly as possible, parking his car in the parking garage and taking the elevator up. His parents weren't up, passed out on the floor, thank god. He silently ran up the stairs to the loft and to his room.

He was so overtired, not in the mood for sleeping, so he pulled out his little book.

Today he tried his memory and drew Zayn. It was a rough sketch, something you couldn't exactly tell was Zayn if you looked at it, but if you stared at it, you'd find him.

He wrote a poem in the blank space around Zayns head, filling it with cute little cursive swirls and lovely words before deciding it was best to get some sleep.

Zayn on the other hand, sat awake, finally let it sink it. Liam was his boyfriend now... He'd have to tell people at school, he'd have to tell his friends... Niall, and... Harry.

"Harry," Zayn he'd just sat through three rings, reviving a quick answer.

"Zayn..." Harry replied, harsh in tone.

And Zayn launched himself into his poorly thought out apology, letting Liam slip out.

"Zayn, shut up already. It's okay."harry laughed, and Zayn swore he'd never been more relieved.

So then Zayn started over, telling Harry all about Liam, and Harry telling Zayn all about Louis.

And when both boys woke up in the morning, they were so very happy.

Zayn had managed to meet Liam in the library durning passing periods. They took a seat in the back and Liam placed his head on Zayns shoulder.

Zayn planned to come out next week Wednesday, a week from them getting together, because he heard somewhere that one week anniversaries were important.

"What's this?" Zayn asked, pointing to Liams hands. He held his poetry book tightly, up against his chest.

Liam almost didn't hand it over, blushing and clutching, but it ended up in Zayns grasp anyway.

Zayn flipped through the pages, looking in awe at all the drawings and skimming through the poems, until he go to the more recent... The one of himself.

"Liam, this is beautiful." Zayn whispered, a small smile on his face.

He turned to face Liam, who was blushing and smiling, reaching forward to plant a kiss on his lips.

"You make me happy, Zayn"