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when zayn can't sleep, he sings, or plays an instrument. he sat on the floor, crisscross and closed his eyes.
"swinging in the backyard. pull up in your fast car. whistling my name. open up a beer. and you say, get over here. and play a video game. i'm in his favorite t-shirt. watching me get undressed. take that body downtown. i say, you the bestest. lean in for a big kiss. put his favorite perfume on. go play a video game. it's you, it's you, it's all for you. everything i do. i tell you all the time. heaven is a place on earth with you. tell me all the things you wanna do. i heard that you like the bad girls. honey, is that true? it's better than i ever even knew. they say that the world was built for two. only worth living if somebody is loving you. baby, now you do." zayn sang, sitting back against the bed.
he got up again, laying down, and shut his eyes.
soft lips pressed to hot skin, zayn couldn't get enough. liam raised his head, to kiss zayn steamily on the lip.
"please, liam." zayn was a panting mess, hands trying to find something to hold.
"tonight, you're mine." liam said, diving back down
zayn shot up in bed, he's been having dreams like that ever since he met liam. he doesn't know why. he's never thought about anyone in that way ever before. but he didn't mind as long as they were about liam. liam was handsome and sweet. it was morning now, zayn got up, and saw liam in the kitchen, making something to eat. zayn his his hands in the sleeves of the sweatshirt.
"morning zayn." liam said and turned around to look at him.
"morning." zayn said softly. liam was shirtless.
"jesus christ." zayn mumbled and sat down. the way liam's muscles flexed and relaxed as he stirred the eggs. zayn bit his lip softly. liam placed the omelettes on two plates, giving one to zayn.
"oh, thank you." zayn smiled and took a bite. "mmm."
"good?" liam asked and took a bite of his own. zayn scarfed his down and looked up at liam.
"excuse me." zayn wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"when's the last time you've had an actual meal?" liam asked finishing his omelette.
"i honestly don't remember." zayn said truthfully. liam gave a surprised look.
"what do we have planned today?" zayn asked, changing the subject.
"i wanted to take you sightseeing, los angeles is a beautiful place." liam said and zayn smiled.
"i would love that." zayn said and liam smiled too.
"okay nice." liam said, walking over to the fridge to get the milk out.
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they walked everywhere that day, got mobbed by a few paps but nothing new to liam. this was a whole new world to zayn. at the end of the day, they stood in front of the kodak theater.
"this is nice. i never knew i lived in such a beautiful city." zayn smiled, staring at the theater.
"i'm glad i took you today." liam smiled.
the drive home included bakers and singing along to drake.
"i was running through the 6 with my woes! you know how that should go." zayn sang and liam smiled at him. they finally arrived home, zayn pulled his shoes off, leaving them by the door and plopping on the couch. liam went upstairs to change. when liam came back down, zayn was asleep. liam smiled a little bit. he picked zayn up and laid him down on his bed, kissing his forehead and shutting off the light. he went to his own bedroom, laying on the bed and falling asleep instantly.
the sight of zayn beneath him was absolutely stunning. zayn's head was rolled back, and his lips slightly parted. moaning out liam's pet name and clawing at chest.
"please, daddy." zayn moaned out, making liam only go faster. zayn's moans were heaven to liam's ears.
liam opened his eyes, another figure laying in the bed with him. he looked over at it, noticing it was zayn's tiny figure. liam relaxed and smiled. zayn was asleep, smiling lazily. liam pulled zayn closer, becoming the big spoon. he closed his eyes again and fell right back to sleep.
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zayn woke up first, his face buried into liam's chest. he vaguely smelled of vanilla. zayn curled his hands into fists on liam's chest and sat up. he carefully got out of bed and looked into his drawers, stealing a shirt. he changed into the shirt, which came down to his mid thigh. the early sun light peeping threw the balcony window. he opened the curtain slightly to get a view of the beautiful city. he smiled to himself, looking at the moving cars and people walking around on the sidewalks. liam had got up and was looking out the window with liam.
"beautiful." liam said looking at zayn, but zayn was looking out the window.
"i've never seen a view like this." zayn said, curling his toes on the carpet.
"i haven't either." liam spoke softly. zayn looked at liam and blushed.
"you look cute in my shirt." liam smiled.
"i usually wear my dad's shirts, and they're huge on me. it makes me feel like he's with me." zayn said.
"i could get used to that." liam laughed a little and zayn looked down at his feet. "you're beautiful, zayn."
"stop, liam." zayn blushed and liam just wrapped his arms around zayn's waist.
"i want to make these last few days last, because once you start working, it's only gonna be strictly business." liam pressed his nose to zayn's cheek.
"no one has to know." zayn looked up at liam with innocent eyes. liam gave a puzzled look.
"but first, you have to swoon me over." zayn bit his lip and laughed, taking liam's hands away and went to the guest room he was sleeping in. he looked in the closet, taking out some black jeans, a white sweater, and black combat boots. he went to the bathroom and started the shower. he stepped in, letting the water run down his back and through his hair. liam got ready himself, pulling the white shirt he wore to sleep to pull on a black t-shirt. he pulled some jeans, pulling on his timberlands. zayn came out of the shower, wearing a white sweater, light wash jeans and white tennis shoes. he slipped his hands into the sleeves, creating sweater paws.
"ready?" liam asked, clasping on a rolex. zayn nodded.
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they spent all day shopping for zayn, from clothing to furniture. at night fall, liam brought him to a club, but the music wasn't very tasteful. zayn walked up to the dj, requesting a song. the light dimmed, cha cha by d.r.a.m started playing in the speakers. the dance floor became crowded as people made there way to dance. zayn found his way back to liam, and started moving his hips. liam stared in awe as he watched zayn. zayn then turned around, pushing his hips on liam and started shaking them. zayn might be innocent, but damn he can dance like a stripper. zayn took liam's hands, and placed them on his hips. zayn leaned back into liam, whispering,
"not as innocent as you thought, huh?" zayn bit at liam's earlobe. liam tried moving his hips along with zayn's, but he couldn't keep up. zayn must have been related to shakira in some way. zayn brought his hand up to liam's neck to steady himself. zayn turned around so he was facing liam, but liam's hands stayed on zayn's hips. zayn looked up at liam, biting his lip, and pulling them towards the edge of the dance floor.
"you haven't done much, i've mostly done everything, but i can totally tell you're swooned." zayn laughed and liam tried hiding his smile. liam connected their lips, taking zayn by surprise. zayn kissed back, standing on his toes.
when they arrived home, liam laid zayn on the bed, kissing him softly.
"take me, liam." zayn whispered, liam happily obliging. "just be gentle."
"are you.." liam asked and zayn nodded.
"i'll take care of you baby." liam whispered and kissed zayn again. liam's lips trailed down.
"please, liam." zayn moaned out.
"daddy. call me daddy." liam whispered, making zayn lose his breath.
"take me, daddy."