Not Asleep

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Zayn confesses to Liam while he's asleep on his lap.

Submitted: December 19, 2017

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Submitted: December 19, 2017



*Not Asleep*

Zayn sat in his chair beside Liam and just stared. He couldn't help it. The boy looked so goddamn beautiful. His shoulders had started filling out and the burgundy shirt he had on emphasized that. He wasn't paying much attention, all he knew was that Liam was talking about his girlfriend and some kind of threats?

Zayn knew he was in love with Liam, had known it since the first week. He had fell head over heels for the curly haired cutie that had a voice of an angel.

He also knew it was fruitless to feel the way he did. They were bandmates. Buddies. Pals. Nothing more and nothing else.

But oh how he wished they could be more. So much more.

He flinched when he felt someone lay a hand on his thigh. It was Liam.

"Wassit?" he whispered, wincing at how breathy he sounded.

"Pay attention," the younger boy scolded. Zayn rolled his eyes but nodded. He couldn't disobey Liam now could he? He shook away the sexual thoughts that ran through his head at possibly being punished.


"What are you doing?" Zayn huffed out when Liam dropped his body on Zayns. Liam wiggled around, trying to get comfortable.

"You're warm," the brown haired lad mumbled in Zayns neck. Zayn closed his eyes and let Liams warmth soak into his body.

Why couldn't Liam love him back? Why couldn't he and Liam live happily ever after?

His heart hurt at the thought of Liam growing up and getting a wife. He doesn't know how he'd cope with that.

Zayn opened his eyes and turned his head to the side and just looked at Liam. The boy must have fallen asleep. Zayn bit his lip.

Who would it hurt if he just pressed his lips to Liam's? Just for a second. The other boy wouldn't even have to know. Zayn really just wanted to see if Liam's lips felt as soft as they looked.

Zayn slowly leaned forward and pressed his lips against Liam's, real soft. He closed his eyes at the feeling of Liam's lips pressed to his. He pulled back, his eyed still closed.

"I'm so fucking in love with you," he whispered to the sleeping boy. He slowly blinked his eyes open, meeting shocked brown ones. His own eyes widened.

"Shit Liam I- fuck-" He was stumbling over words. He pushed at Liam's chest, hoping he could push Liam off of him so he could run and hide. Like the coward he was.

"Zayn, Zayn, ZAYN FUCK STOP!" Liam shouted. The raven haired boy stilled immediately, tears pooling in his eyes. This was it. Liam would call him a freak, a fucking fag.

"Hey look at me," Liam cooed, cupping Zayns cheek. "I didn't mean to yell."

"I'm so sorry," Zayn choked out. He closed his hazel eyes, ignoring the tears that slipped down his cheeks. "So fucking sorry."

"Awe Zayn," Liam whispered. He thumbed under Zayns eye. "Open your eyes. Please?"

Zayn shook his head no. He couldn't bare to face the rejection that would come from Liam.

"Just- please Liam? It didn't happen," Zayn pleaded. Liam chuckled softly.

"But it did Zayn." Then Liam did something that shocked the socks off of Zayn. He kissed him. Softly. On the mouth.

"Why- why did you do that?" Zayn asked, breathless. He stared up into Liams brown eyes, loving the warmth he found there.

"Because I wanted to." And he did it again. Zayn made a soft noise and clutched Liams shoulders.

"I love you too," Liam whispered, staring down at Zayn.

"I know you love me Liam," Zayn sighed. This was it. Liam was going to tell him that he loved Zayn as a friend. Nothing more.

"Let me rephrase that," Liam chuckled. "I'm so fucking in love with you."

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