#liamloveschicken

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ZIAM RP - LOVE BUSINESS

Zayn felt very succesful when he noticed how much he was able to control the situation with his mannerisms and behaviour. It was obvious that the way he handled himself and spoke to the younger male, made a noticeable difference on how Liam was able to correspond. What made Malik especially happy, was the fact that instead of calling him out and denying being his fiancé, the brunet bit his lip shyly. That together with everything else made the 23-year-old male feel quite content though him and Liam were far from being on stable ground. There was still so much for them to figure out about themselves but also about each other and their fathers - the whole new situation needed some inspecting before they could even start to really pretend to be exclusive and make it believable.

The next minutes passed with Malik waiting for a quiet Liam to react to his words, give him anything  - but he was made to realize that there was nothing to come, the younger male had found his own way to grasp the handles of the situation and play for some time for himself. Luckily the time didn't go to waste completely, since Liam was once again sporting a blush on his pretty pretty face and Zayn really couldn't do anything else but stare. Who could really even blame the brown eyed male for it? After seeing young Mr Payne, no one would be able to take their eyes off of him, that's something Zayn was convinced about. The future business mogul was both proud and bothered by the fact that someone as breathtaking as Liam had been brought into his life. Proud well because...it was obvious - but bothered because the brunet being as gorgeous as he was, was bound to get him many lingering looks and Zayn wasn't sure how he would deal with those, he really wasn't here for them and sometimes it scared him, how possessive he already felt. "Much better, but your sarcastic wit kind of cuts into the emotion", the older man said in a low tone and raised his other brow in what could be taken as a warning way. "I'm glad you're not thinking of going our different ways before we've even tied the knot", Malik commented playfully after he was reassured that things were still fine between them and Liam wasn't thinking of throwing in the towel. "Oh yeah? Want to enlighten me a bit more on this topic? I would love to hear more..."

After giving Liam a dark look and licking his lips following his latest words, Zayn got to observe the younger one after possibly going way too far too soon with his hinting. The blond male did enjoy witnessing the nervousness that took over the other one, it was very endearing in reality and the older man just wanted to grasp Liam's face between his hands and squeeze his cheeks because ever since the brunet entered his life, he had started experiencing emotions he hadn't even known existed in him before. Liam was the reason to Malik going through fonding spasms and he was still trying to figure out how to deal with them - he was used to being so cool and collected that they always left him feeling very much out of place and numb until he found himself again. "Hey, none of that love, we need to be able to talk about these things, I don't want my fiancé shying away from me", the 23-year-old said with authority in his voice, catching the other one's shin between his fingers and guiding his face back towards himself - boring his eyes into Payne's, sending accross some very dominant sparks.

"It's true angel, I don't take it lightly when someone badmouths people I care about dearly", Zayn explained and he could have joined Liam in the joking game, but he felt that for his point to come across, he needed to keep a firm tone and show what he is all about. The blond wanted to show his true colours to Liam and teach about his character, let the brunet close and get to know the real him, which was a chance many people weren't offered. "You're not just saying that to flatter me, right?", the 23-year-old teased with a playful grin and a wiggle of his brows, then shrugging mostly to himself. "Oh who am I kidding, I'll take what I can get for now - it means a lot to me, that I'm the one you want to be with, out of all these pretentious imbesills", Malik commented with a smile, which was quickly on its way to becoming a smug grin. "Don't worry about that love, with me, you will have to attend these things and you will get better at handling yourself and more confident about being left alone with people you need to pretend to like to keep our image", the almond eyed man explained softly, bringing his hand up to Liam's face, to gently stroke his cheek with his thumb, treating the brunet like precious cargo. Then the two were being photographed by the journalist that hadn't budged despite Zayn's warnings, wanting to get a complete story for his paper. Before Malik could react to Liam's words, he felt the brunet's lips against his cheek and a wave of goosebumps swept through him and left him speechless. It was only after the man left them alone that the blond was able to collect himself and come back, turning to look at Liam with an unfamiliar emotion apparent in his eyes. At the same time Liam pulled away and looked at him, obviously waiting for his verdict and he bit down on his bottom lip after being asked for a comment. "You did good love, don't worry about it", was all that the 23-year-old got out of his mouth, he was quite shaken by what just a little kiss on the cheek did to him, he was quite frankly screwed. "So should we go back inside or maybe get out of here?", the older male tried to joke, but his voice was quite srained and his laughter wasn't as natural as it could have been, Zayn didn't falter though, not wanting to make Payne question anything - he kept a smirk on his face and grabbed two champagne glasses from a passing waiter, frowning just for a second because why was a waiter so far back in the yard? Malik let the thoughts go though and offered the other glass to Liam, taking a sip from his own and humming pleased as the liquid relaxed him instantly.

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LILO RP - SAVE YOU TONIGHT

Louis was still kind of a mess inside, not being able to just brush aside the fact that he basically made the biggest fool out of himself by not filtering what comes out of his mouth and letting whatever flow into the air between himself and Liam. The 25-year-old was in the middle of chastising himself in his mind when he heard the police officer's deep and mellow voice next to himself again, making him move his greyish blue eyes towards the source of the oh so intriguing sound. The prostitute gnawed on his chapped bottom lip as he eyed the older male, as if trying to figure out whether he was safe to be around - though that had already been established and the police was one of the people Louis had felt the most comfortable with in a long time. "Yeah", the 25-year-old whispered simply, still quite blown away, releasing the single word carefully, like testing it out. "I might have acted like I regret saying all of that, but...I don't - open communication is important for me"

After confirming that he wasn't going to pull any statements back, the brunet made it his mission to observe the cop's next actions and behaviour as a whole too. It seemed like he had chosen the right words earlier, based on the man's smirk and the chuckle which sounded awfully happy. Busying himself with trying to figure out the police officer might not have been the brightest of Louis' decisions, because next thing he knew, he was being taken off guard with compliments and praise which in turn were pointed towards him. Registering all of the positive comments left the small curvy male quiet for a while, with his cheeks tinting in the most delicate shade of pink. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves, one good cop doesn't make up for all the bad ones", Tomlinson commented  and hustled a grin onto his lips, trying to distinguish how affected he was in reality, by leaning on his cheeky side, which usually got him out of uncomfortable situations. "I mean that's the oddest thing I've yet witnessed in my 25 years of life", the blue-eyed male continued with a grin, his tone teasing and slightly sarcastic - because it was easier to mess around than accept the kind words given to him.

The amused expression sliding onto the protitute's face couldn't really have been stopped with anything, after he had witnessed the scene unfold infront of him. The brunet's eyes were glinting and his lips had spread into a wide smile, with this surprisingly healthy teeth showing as he eyed the police officer, waiting for him to get his shit together, before aknowledging the topic. "Stop beating yourself up for that Liam, I know many people in this profesion who have drawn the line at doing actual coitus with their clients, it wasn't a stupid question at all...", Louis explained quietly, all of the amusement gone from his tone - he never joked about his colleagues or what they did, because he had seen some dark things, that still to this day haunted him, but what his friends dealt with regularly, having earned his total respect. "There are people, who don't have a choice, they're forced to do this to survive, people who need this to make some money, but who still value their bodies and virginity and want to wait with that until they have found that one person, who has their trust and makes all the fears and doubts disappear, replacing them with comfortability and feeling like you're one, instead of two", Tomlinson explained slowly, keeping his eyes on Liam, at the same time trying to cage his reactions, feeling like his answer might not have been what the male expected. "What comes to whether I am one...it seems like I have been plausible enough, to already help you make up your mind", the 25-year-old mused mysteriously, leaving his answer like that, not feeling like dwelling into it more.

"Oh...um, I don't know if that'll work out", Louis mumbled-  after Liam revealed he would get his dog the next day - not as excited anymore, once it hit him that he wasn't free to make such spontaneous decisions, he actually had clients who paid for his time. "That doesn't sound very promising anyway, I prefer not to get bitten", the prostitute added after a minute, trying to distinguish his slight disappointment with the same joking manner as before. It took him a few seconds, but the brunet was able to put himself together again and he grinned at the officer's next joking sentence, shaking his head amused. "Wouldn't you like to know that, sir", Tomlinson answered suggestively, raising his brows - then nodding at the quite obvious next statement, which fit most people. "Wow you're such a jokester, you should become a stand up artist", the prostitute said sarcastically in a good manner though after he chuckled at Liam's joke fake exasperated. "Don't forget running, you're one of the crazy ones that actually enjoy torturing and persuading themselves that they like it, just to make it bearable", the 25-year-old commented with a snort, shaking his head and grimacing at the thought of going running daily at the crack of dawn. "Oh shit officer, I didn't know we made it official...I'm afraid you're gonna have to share", Louis said coyly, licking his lips and batting his eyes in what he hoped was an innocent way. Just like earlier, they moved very smoothly from one subject to another and next Liam was offering him hot chocolate and even speaking in a way, that sounded undoubtedly like a suggestion of staying over night and it made the blue-eyed male look down at his feet, suddenly feeling very out of place and like he was intruding. "I wish life was that easy...", Louis whispered, answering to the police officer's cheeky question, again sporting the most unnoticeable blush on his cheekbones. "I should probably leave, don't you have to get going soon?", the prostitute said then, changing the subject quite smoothly and finishing up his dish, picking the plate and glass up and bringing them to the sink, leaning against the counter then and keeping his eyes on Liam. "Thank you...for uh saving me...and for the food, it was delicious...and you know, everything".

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LARRY RP - THROUGH THE STORMS

Louis rolled his eyes playfully when Harry told him that everyone has insecurities and then complimented him some more, which he was so not used to, the brunet tried to act like a normal person though and he gave Harry a small grateful smile. "You're going to make all these compliments get into my head, is that what you want?", Tomlinson said jokingly, that being his way of coping with things that made him uncomfortable. This time though he didn't go completely overboard with it like usually, he just made a little joke and left it at that, figuring that was much safer than shifting all of the attention to himself, which again would have made him feel awkward. Meeting Harry's green eyes with his own blue ones again caused a spark to ignite between them and Louis felt frozen in place as Harry bore his gaze into him, sporting a glint in the emerald pools too, which had Tomlinson feeling goosebumps all over his body. 'Do you feel it too? That weird electricity', Louis wanted to ask but he realized he had already asked one weirdly deep question and he didn't want to frighten Harry with all of his exraordinary thoughts - surely there would be a time and place for them too, but it was certainly not yet, not when they were just getting to know each other and kind of walking on thin ice when it came to being comfortable with everything that came with the other one.

The smaller one of the two chuckled when he saw Harry's expression after the punk heard and internalized his earlier question about faith - the punk repeated his word and then looked like he genuinely thought about it and it made Louis feel really warm inside. Most of the time Tomlinson didn't open his mouth or bring up questions like this, because people simply werent used to him talking about such serious matters. Truth to be told though, the brunet did ponder even the deeper things in life - just because he didn't always voice what went through his mind, didn't mean that he his IQ was lower than everyone else's. Even Harry questioned him, where the question had come from, but Louis didn't feel offended, because Harry wasn't acting surprised because the question came out of his mouth, the punk was just genuinely intrigued and the blue-eyed boy felt so happy, because he had finally found someone who was actually interested in him, rather than just judging him for his sexual adventures or wondering whether they could get it in as well. It was very refreshing to listen to Harry talking about his insight on the matter and at the end of it, a smile was plastered onto Louis' face and he took a deep breath before starting to tell the punk his own thoughts. "I just think that faith had something to do with us - I'm not saying that we were meant for each other or anything like that" - 'except I totally am', Louis thought before continuing. "All I know is that I've never before met someone who I am this comfortable with. I feel like I can say almost anything to you and you wont look down at me or laugh, I don't feel scared to voice my thoughts to you even as weird as they are and that means so much to me. I feel like I belong, I'm not the weirdo anymore who doesnt do relationships, you understand where I'm coming from and it feels very liberating to be accepted for who I am. I wouldn't say I believe in god, but I do believe that some higher force looked down at me and thought that I needed someone special in my life and then you walked in - and even though we didn't become the bestest of friends right away, I really do believe I have learned a lot about myself with your help and I simply can't force myself to think that it was all a coincidence"

After moving into Harry's lap Louis could sense how overwhelmed Harry was but he hoped that after catching his breath for a minute the punk would again gain his confidence back and take control of the situation too. It didn't take long until Tomlinson felt Styles lift his hips up to meet his behind and he hummed in delight, happy that everything was okay between them once again, atleast for a while. The curly haired male had closed his eyes too and when Louis put his mouth on his neck, he admired how beautiful and peaceful the taller one looked - concentrating his eyes especially on his full pouty plush lips and his long eyelashes that fluttered against his skin. The blue-eyed boy was going to really litter Harry's neck with marks but somehow the guy broke his hands free from his hold - maybe because he had been too concentrated on admiring his gorgeous face, oops - the huge hands moved to his hips and gave a firm squeeze before they fell to his ass and just like that, the two puzzle pieces snapped together. "Harry", the 19-year-old whispered, panting when the punk met his movement and thrusted up against him. 'This is what you wanted all along, didn't you, you sneaky little minx', Harry's words kept repeating themselves in Louis' mind and the brunet was both out of breath and out of words, his ocean blue eyes were locked on the punk, as he smirked at him before sinking his teeth into his neck, making him gasp and whimper loudly. "So what if I did? Are you complaining?", the 19-year-old finally mused, sporting a very mischiveous expression on his face - his hands had been unoccupied for a long while so he finally sank them in Harry's curls, twirling some of the locks around his fingers and tucking just a little.

What Harry said next, suddenly brough a lump in Louis' throat and if their lips wouldn't have been locked in the next moment he would have proceeded to hide his face in the junction between Styles's neck and shoulder. Louis kept the kiss going for a few more blissful moments and then pulled away, just so he could press his forehead against Harry's with their breaths still mingling together. "I missed you so much - I missed having your hands on me and I missed your lips, I missed your eyes on me and I missed your body - I missed you so fucking much though I had no right because you aren't mine. I want you too, I really want you Harry...in every sense possible and I want you to take me, all of me and I want it to last forever because finally I don't have to hold back and this is a major deal to me, I actually like you a lot, that's never a thing when I have sex with someone...", Louis spoke quietly, really coming to terms himself too with the fact that things were about to change drastically both for him and Harry but also for just himself too. "You'll be my first", The smaller one of the two whispered and it was clear that he was saying that to himself too - his eyes were blown wide and he had this newborn gleam in them, indicating how big the realization was for Louis. "Let's do it", Tomlinson said before he pushed his body enough away from Harry so he was able to pull his sweater off, he pecked Harry's lips softly before he pushed his leather jacket off his shoulders and smiled at seeing the body he had longed for, right there infront of him and it was for him. "God...", the 19-year-old whimpered, putting his forefinger on Harry's skin and moving it all the way from his pecs to the waistband of his sweatpants, gliding it over the treasure trail and feeling goosebumps on his own skin. It didn't take Louis long to kick his own jeans off and just like that he flung his boxers across the room too, he then climbed back over Harry and pulled the male's leather jacket over his own shoulders, grinning playfully and winking at the punk. "Now for the best part", Tomlinson teased as he grasped the waistbands of Harry's boxers and pants and started moving them down his legs, before fully discarding them too and then spreading Styles' legs and crawling between them, with his ass in the air. Louis positioned his hands on Harry's inner thighs, and lowered his head down, slowly putting his lips around the punk's cock, which was already half hard and lying against his thigh, Tomlinson sucked on the head first and then gradually picked up speed as he started moving his head up and down on the shaft, closing his eyes and humming around the member, sending vibrations around it. Louis kept up the work until Harry's cock was taking up the whole space in his mouth, he then pulled off and sat up infront of Harry, then taking the member in his fist and stroking it gently, looking at Harry with a giddy expression. "From this point on I'm yours, you can do whatever you want to me", the blue-eyed boy whispered shyly and he then grabbed Harry's hand and leaned back, pulling the punk on top of himself as he let his back hit the floor.

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ZARRY RP - SOMETHING GREAT

Harry was curiously awaiting for his companion from the night before to say something to him after his greeting, surely the olive skinned boy hadn't put in all this effort for finding him, if he really didn't need to see him. The jock was almost anxiously swaying from side to side where he was standing, trying not to look too creepy as he kept observing the slightly shorter male infront of him. Just when Styles was about to open his mouth and ask if everything was okay, since he hadn't gotten a reason for this visit yet - one of his team mates opened his mouth instead and made a comment which Harry really didn't approve of. The green eyed male pressed his teeth firmly against his bottom lip, really hoping that not all of his buddies would be the kind of jerks this one dude turned out to be. Repeating the words in his mind, Harry shook his head to himself because nothing in the statement made any sense - what had happened last night was as far from competing for attention as something could be and him and Dakota had never been exclusive, so the comment just threatened to give Harry a very unwelcome head ache on top of his hangover pounding.

For a few blissful seconds a silence fell around them all and Harry was about to sigh in relief but of course it couldn't last, what he heard next made him turn his head towards his friend so quickly, he actually hissed and for a second feared that he broke his neck. Rubbing the area with his hand, Harry looked at the male disbelievingly, shaking his head completely out of words, not really being able to comprehend that even people who he considered as his friends, would make up these crazy stories and assumptions based on some crappy video which really doesn't tell much. The curly haired male was really going to open his mouth and call his friends out for their behaviour, but then he saw the raven haired boy roll his eyes before his eyes were on him and from that moment, Harry made getting the other one away his first priority.

The comments kept coming one after another and Harry really just wanted to grab the other one's arm and drag him away from the situation but since the 20-year-old wasn't one to manhandle others, unless they specifically asked for it and liked that kind of stuff in the bedroom - he doubted himself and just stood there, getting more and more agitated by the second. What Styles heard next though, made him raise his head up and look at the almond eyed beauty infront of him with raised brows and a very surprised expression combined with a little smirk - because he really couldn't help himself - this guy had proved again that he could be fierce and feisty and Harry had a weakness for those. Before he could react to the surprising action though, he felt the boy colliding against his chest and the next thing he felt was his back slamming against the ground and his head pounding even harder, which made him groan lowly and grimace. Laughter filled Harry's ears and he cursed in his mind when he realized what had happened - the boy from last night was nestled against his chest just like then, he looked small and vulnerable and Styles was ready to bounce at the next person that would make another degrading comment.

"Stop apologizing for something you had no doing with", Harry said firmly but with a gentle smile and watched with a pained heart as the boy slid off his lap and onto the ground next to him. "Yes of course, I'm sorry I didn't end this earlier", the jock answered when he was asked a question - he then chuckled and gave the boy an admiring look. "I'm with you 100%", the 20-year-old said and furrowed his thick dark eyebrows very unimpressed, he felt so embarassed and humiliated and he was astonished that he even had the courage to look at the other one. Swiftly the curly haired stood up with his baby giraffe legs, swaying just a little and feeling a teeny bit of faint, but it passed as soon as it appeared, which Harry was very grateful of. After dusting off his pants, Harry struck his hand to the angel on the ground and pulled him up, putting his arm around his waist before starting to lead him away from the football field, which was something he should've done right away from the comments started and which he scolded himself about. "So, I know this heavenly breakfast place around the corner, will that work for you? I'm starving and could use a big heap on pancakes with a side of bacon and a kale smoothie", the taller one of the two spoke after they had come further away from his annoying friends - he cast a hopeful look in the boy's direction and bore his deer eyes into him with a dopey smile covering his full lips, showing his perfect row of pepsodent teeth.

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ZIAM RP - LOVE BUSINESS

Zayn could clearly see how little Liam appreciated his sarcastic and playful demeanor, but he wasn't going to put those things aside for a while - it was his way of coping with things when the younger male was obviously on the brink of freaking out. Malik couldn't allow that to happen, so it was on him, to make sure that Liam wouldn't feel the need to get all worked up over something so insignificant. Though the blond couldn't deny that Payne worrying for him was something he could get used to, well not in the literal sense, but it was nice having Liam's unlimited attention on himself and bathe in it, as wrong and assholish as that sounded. The 23-year-old couldn't help but chuckle when Liam once again made it clear that Zayn's actions were annoying the shit out of him by glaring at the male , Zayn smiled fondly after chuckling and then shook his head, still having trouble believing that this person was actually real and standing infront of him in all his glory. Malik sighed and furrowed his brows when Liam just would'nt give up and kept demanding him for answers, he pondered the thing for a couple of minutes a smirk climbing onto his lips once again because he was fonding so hard at the brunet. "None of that matters babe, he was a fucking idiot and you don't need to hear what he was saying", Zayn said dismissingly, but then nodded at the other question, relieved that he could give Liam atleast one positive answer, that would also hopefully make Payne pleased enough to stop him from demanding more answers. "He was thrown out yes, do you really think I would let a brat who's disrespecting my fiancé stay in the same building as him? Give me some credit", The blond spoke, more seriously at first but returning to the playfulness towards the end of his sentence.

Zayn returned Liam's smile and then once again started fonding when the brunet turned his gaze down and seemed embarassed, which was exactly what Malik lived for - Liam blushing was the most endearing thing the blond had ever gotten to witness, this was something the 23-year-old was sure of. It was also amazing how someone so feisty and full of fire and strong minded, could in a fraction of a second turn into this shy puppy boy who couldn't handle himself in certain situations and blushed uncontrollably. The whole thing messed with the older one's mind, but also was what made him more intrigued towards Payne. Just like that, surprisingly to Zayn, the tenacious Liam who didnt let anyone fuck with him was back and Malik raised his brows surprised, biting his plump bottom lip and chuckling. "Look into my eyes and tell me how much you didn't like what I just said to you love", the blond challenged smugly, staring at Liam intensely and smirking at how hard the brunet tried to act unaffected, rolling his eyes and putting all of his powers into trying to stay firm. "Just nice? Should I be offended at how lightly you put that? I haven't been busy though, I was just trying to prove a point to you which I failed at big time, I'm really sorry Liam, but after getting a piece of you it seems like I can't stand being away from you and it makes me act insane", the 23-year-old spoke slowly, in a soft charming tone, wanting to prove to Liam that he wasn't that asshole he portrayed inside and instead he was just being dumb because he absolutely craved to be with the male.

"Oh but I get very physical, babe", the blond male answered suggestively when Liam was being cheeky with him, he looked at the other one very intensely again, his eyes darkening when he pictured all these images containing him and Liam and him being exactly a physical kind of guy, not in the way Liam had meant though. What Malik had in mind, was something completely different, a thing that wouldn't be approprite to bring up in public, unless one was an exhibitionist of some kind. "You don't need to worry yourself about what happened love, I can assure you, I don't get into fights usually - this situation just craved someone to put that douchebag into his place", Zayn comforted Liam then, not wanting the brunet to keep thinking about the fight when the outcome had been probably the best scenario that could've even come out of a fight. "Besides believe me, the other guy left looking a lot worse than I do", the 23-year-old added smugly and cheekily, wiggling his eyebrows at Liam, biting his lip though when his cheek stinged because the action. "Surely I look like shit and I wouldn't want you to be seen with a bruised up guy, doesn't look good when someone as angelic and pure as you hangs out with a barbarian but at the same time, don't want to see you with anyone else but myself either so gonna make sure you stay right here where you belong for the rest of the night", Malik continued in a more serious tone, again making sure to show how very possessive and protective he already was of Liam.

Zayn was just about to put his arm around Liam and pull the male into his side, having waited for what felt like forever to touch the brunet again but then he was rudely interrupted by someone who was obviously a reporter slash paparazzi and the blond forced a smile onto his face. Next the guy was already asking them for pictures, acting like a slimy piece of shit like they all were, completely pushing his head in their asses to get a few shots - it disgusted the blond and he scowled in his mind. The 23-year-old remembered though what his father had said to him and he couldn't screw this up, pictures of him and Liam would need to go viral for people to actually buy their engagement and future marriage. Then Liam was pushed into Zayn's side and he instantly put his arm around the brunet, wanting to actually kill the reporter for putting his hands on what belonged to him and only him. The blond smiled in his typical way, the same charming expression taking over his face that he always used with clients too. The next request made Zayn scowl though and this time he wasn't even trying to hide it, he felt Liam's fist tightening around the fabric of his suit and he squeezed the brunet's side gently and comfortingly. "You've got plenty enough for you article, don't you think?", Malik spoke in a sugary tone, just a bit of a threatening tone trying to force itself through - he then turned towards Liam and smiled, looking down at him softly, questioningly - as if giving the brunet a final chance to change the course of the situation if he wasn't happy with what he was implying. "What do you say love? I'll leave the final decision to you", the hazel eyed male whispered into Liam's ear, after leaning his head down and pressing his mouth against it - his tone was both teasing and a bit dark and raspy, because he had an idea of what it did to the brunet and he wouldn't mind seeing Liam fall apart and become all flustered and shy again, even if it was infront of a reporter. The question at hand wasn't an easy one though, Zayn had nothing to lose, he wanted Liam and there was definitely a spark between the two of them but Liam still had a boyfriend, he wasn't free for someone to just snatch away and Zayn didn't want to be the one to make a move on a taken man. Clearly Malik hadn't been acting innocent earlier either, but to him kissing was kind of a big deal and meant something and he wasn't going to just steal that, not in a moment like this - if anything would happen between him and Liam, Payne would have to initiate it, Zayn would act on Liam's terms only - he would not lay a finger on the other one, unless he would ask for it. Besides - a little tension and pining never killed anyone, in Zayn's opinion, it only made things more interesting. The longer the game would go on, the more exciting and enjoyable the final result would be once one of them would snap. Would it be gloating, if Zayn thought that it wasn't going to be him for sure?

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LILO RP - SAVE YOU TONIGHT

"Just watch me", Louis challenged right away when Liam told him that one couldn't always do something because they wanted to - he quieted down though when the police officer didn't stop there but instead gave him this whole explanation to his pretty universal question. The blue-eyed male was just staring at the brunet in wonder, his curved brows furrowed just slightly and he was gnawing his bottom lip - pondering all of the things he had just heard, trying to wrap his mind around all of it, because when he thought more about it - it sounded like this man wasn't stupid, he actually knew what he was talking about and Louis felt speechless for like the first time since he had met Liam. "Wow", is all the 25-year-old got out of his mouth after a moment of silence, he kept biting his lip as he finally looked up at Liam and just stared at the brown eyed male, really not knowing what to say at all. "You have so many layers Liam and each time you peel one of them to the side and give me more, I feel like I want to know absolutely everything", the prostitute blurted out then and actually gasped at his own words, being like 'oh shit', he blushed and gently with a small move pushed a stray hair away from his face.

"Last night when I first met you, I was sure that you're one of these asshole cops who just fuck people's lives up because they're drunk from the power they've been given but you're so much more than that - you actually have a personality, you're not just a puppet of the government and you're very intriguing and I have this funny feeling inside of me and it just keeps growing and growing", Tomlinson continued when he collected himself, not wanting to leave things at his earlier comment, rather wanting to try to explain what he was trying to say, but the more he spoke, the less he understood about his point. The prostitute smirked knowingly after he asked the police officer about his sex life, humming quietly when he saw the man's obviously surprised expression - he raised his brows like 'really?' when Liam gave him an answer very unsurely, which made the whole statement seem not so genuine. "Concern? I'm not concerned for you at all, I would've been genuinely surprised if a guy like you wouldn't have gotten it in yet, would be quite a waste, don't you think?", the smaller one of the two answered, first a bit bemused, but towards the end he became his smug self. "I don't actually - to me a guy with opinions is very sexy - it's a bigger turn on to actually have a mind of one's own, rather than to just agree with everyone else like a stupid lamb", Louis told Liam with a smile when the police officer almost questioned himself, not seeming to trust himself enough to keep his stand if Louis wouldn't agree at all, but the prostitute found Liam's insight interesting and wanted to encourage that.

Louis couldn't help but coo when his laughing made the police officer flush bright red and look down, even bite his lip and look so embarassed that Louis just wanted to wrap him in his arms and squeeze him and tell him it's okay - though it could be a bit difficult because of their size difference, but Tomlinson was sure he could manage. "How is it possible that a manly rugged hot police officer can turn into a small puppy in a millisecond?", Louis teased all fond and leaned against his hands and just watched Liam with a smile playing on his lips. Then it was his turn to become embarassed though when Liam called him a sunshine and made him whine and hide his face behind his little hands, just sneakily observing the man from between his fingers. Everything Liam said next went completely past Louis because he heard the word dog at one point when the officer spoke and that's the thing that took over his mind fully. "YOU HAVE A DOGGY?", the 25-year-old squealed in a small tone, his eyes shining with glee and his mouth taking the shape of the letter o - Louis not really believing what he just heard. "Can I please see him please? I love dogs", Tomlinson pleaded and put an intense puppy expression on his face, combined with a very exaggerated pout - the blue-eyed male not taking any chances on something this huge.

Louis grinned amused when they soon changed the subject and Liam started answering to his question, chuckling in a way, that made Louis feel goosebumps all over - there was just something about the other one's low voice, especially when he laughed and it did things to the prostitute. "That sounds nice, I've never been interested in cooking itself, but I'm more than happy and willing to devour whatever someone else has spent time sweat and tears on and leave a mess behind, of course foor the cook to clean", Tomlinson answered jokingly and nodded when the police also told him he was a fan of takeout, which the blue-eyed male could agree on, it's what he lived on too, when he had money. Giggles at the image of Liam just munching on a piece of cheese, shaking his head a bit disgusted and wrinkling his nose. "That doesn't sound too nutritious, surely someone as fit as you needs to eat protein regularly to stay in shape", Louis spoke in a questioning tone, almost shyly, like he didn't want to sound judging and even seeming afraid to be yelled at. "Right now, I've taken a liking to a certain cop with the biggest heart", The smaller one of the two teased with a smirk and glint in his eyes, then snorting and humming in deep thought. "I like simple things, I'd be happy with an actual apartment with a bed, with a thick blanket which would actually keep me warm. Sometimes when I have some extra money, I splurge on a massive double chocolate chip cookie and some hot chocolate - I'd probably give up my sould if that would mean I would get to drink hot chocolate every single day", Louis spoke quietly, with a little smile on his lips.

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LARRY RP - THROUGH THE STORMS

"I bet that is one of the reasons why my heart fancies you, you're probably the only person who doesn't pity me right now and it's refreshing and actually makes me feel like it isn't that much of a big deal", Louis answers almost shyly when Harry turns down his assumptions in the blink of an eye and is so himself that it makes Louis feel very giddy inside. The punk is unlike anyone else and Tomlinson feels excited about it because basically with Harry, he never knows what to expect and that's pretty much what he wants from life. The blue-eyed boy has always dreaded a life where everything can be expected before it happens and there are no surprise moments ever. Harry makes the 19-year-old feel like everyday will be an adventure and Louis really couldn't ask for more, because how exciting is it to be able to be with a person who genuinely makes you feel that way from day one? In all honesty, this realization makes Louis also realize what a goldmine he has hit - his room mate is one of a kind and the fact that for the first time in his life he doesnt' feel that abnormal about himself and instead feels like for once he is exactly where he is supposed to be and almost like him and Harry meeting was faith. Two similar personas were brought together because no one else would understand their mindset and despite the problems in the beginning, they complete each other in so many ways.

"Do you believe in faith?", Louis asked quietly after having been immersed in his thoughts for a while, he grabbed the hem of his shirt and started playing with it to have something to do with his hands. The brunet also observed the punk with his blue eyes which had gotten a curious look in them, he let his eyes wander up and down the male's body a few times and a little smile started playing on his lips - he still couldn't believe what was going on. It would take Tomlinson the longest time to realize that things had actually changed between him and Harry and just looking at the male now made him want to squeal because he still couldn't believe that the punk actually felt the same way and wanted him too. The excitement bubbling inside of Louis soon overtook him fully and just like that, the feelings of not knowing what to do and being afraid of screwing up vanished just as fast as they came and suddenly a new found confidence was right there and Louis felt like these invisible chains had loosened from around him and suddenly the situation showed itself to him in a totally different light. Just like that, Louis forgot all about his worries about how they could screw things up and instead concentrated on how exciting it would be to experiment things together and find out what works for them specifically. Why would he waste time in worrying about not knowing what to do? This was their relationship and Louis had a feeling that they wouldn't be anything like others so why should he feel like he was doing something wrong? It wasn't wrong just because it was different and realizing that did wonders to the male's confidence.

Harry's words kept repeating themselves in Louis' head but the brunet decided to let them go, atleast for now because he didn't want to get too lost in the topic and lose his confidence again so he made a promise to himself to not take things too seriously. Just because there were some newly added feelings between the two of them, didn't mean that they would have to start all over - they would just have to fit those emotions somewhere - make a gap for them to fit in. It didn't even seem like an impossible idea when Louis watched Harry purse his lips all exaggerated and then tell him no, to his question about the apron - it made him giggle and shake his head and then look like :o when the punk admitted something else and made him lick his lips and hum pleased. "These images just keep getting better - maybe the apron wont be a necessity after all", the blue-eyed male mused and smirked mischiveously, now picturing a naked Harry serving his lasagna and it didn't get much better than that to be honest.

Then all of the jokes were gone, replaced by a suffocating and uncomfortable feel in the air and after catching his breath for a while and just staring at Harry and also reminding himself about what he had just comprehended, Louis felt a whole lot better. He decided to make it his mission to reassure the punk too that nothing irreversible had been done yet and that they had all the time in the world to search each other and themselves as a whole and that there were no reasons to panic for something that should be enjoyable and the most comfortable thing for both of them. Louis sighed when Harry lifted him off of his lap and made it very obvious that he wasnt as confident as he had been just a moment ago and Louis wasn't going to accept that. "But maybe it is baby", the 19-year-old said and smiled reassuringly, listening to the punk's words and then putting his little hand on the male's thigh, squeezing gently and just watching him basically lose it infront of him and be on his way to freaking out again. The smile grew on Louis' lips when Harry turned to look at him, seeming very affected and worked up by the situation and it made the smaller one fond - he took one of Harry's hands in his own and linked their fingers, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. "Then kiss me you fool, this only becomes difficult if we make it difficult - I want you to kiss me and I want to have sex with you and I want to experiment this with you, find the best scenario for us - so no matter where us kissing will lead, I promise not to run", Tomlinson spoke urged on by his new confidence and though it felt terrifying to open up like that, it also felt good to be able to give some answers to the other male and bring some of the certainty back, instead of just adding to the scary situation by freaking out as well. After watching Harry slam his head against the wall, Louis just looked at him for a second, before he climbed into his lap again, placing his things on both sides of the punk and aligning their fronts together, moving just a little - humming pleased and then linking his other hand with Harry's other too and lifting the punk's hands up, pressing them against the wall over his head before smirking mischiveously and pressing their lips back together. "Just let me make you feel good - no more worrying - let's just enjoy ourselves and each other, deal?", Louis mumbled breathlessly against Harry's mouth, before running his tongue over his lips and kissing him passionately, also shifting his hips again, pressing down just slightly and moving his lips down to the punk's jawline, pressing soft kisses on it, before sucking the littlest mark into Harry's neck.

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ZARRY RP - SOMETHING GREAT

Harry Styles had woken up in the morning next to the beautiful boy from the previous night and after admiring him for a while - not like a creep! Just observing the beauty like anyone would, he had forced himself to get up and get ready for practise - which was an everyday thing for a top athlete like himself. Atleast during the game season there were no breaks from practise and that's exactly the time that the school was living in right now, everyone was going crazy because of the upcoming championship and the biggest load of pressure had been put  on the football team, especially Harry himself since he was the captain of the team and everyone always had high expectations for him - obviously not because he was most of the time the top scoring player in every game and so many sponsors were at the games mostly for him. Surprisingly though (well maybe for some) Harry didn't feel the pressure really, he had always enjoyed sports and the pressure just made him push himself harder and compete against his own limits which was just a positive thing - nothing was more enjoyable for him than a good ol workout, which ended up with him dripping with sweat and gasping for air.

This particular morning practise had been a little tense in the team because of the previous night and the little drama between Harry and his mates about the same beauty that had messed everyone's head and made all the guys in the school go crazy with want. It was like the whole school had been struck by some kind of a lighting or like everyone had been served some kind of a love/horndog potion that made them want to get into the new boy's pants and it made all kind of clashes happen all over the place. Harry himself had been forced to listen to all kinds of girding from basically all the lads, just because he had been the one to save the gorgeous human being from all the predators at the party - mostly his own stupid friends who had drugged the poor boy though. The whole thing had made Harry question his own actions and almost made him regret even helping the handsome person, but right after those thoughts he had basically attacked himself for giving room for such selfish thoughts inside his brain. As annoyed and so not in the mood for all the drama Harry was because of his mild hangover, he couldn't allow himself to turn into a douchebag who's too bothered by having to stand a little fucking around to help others - that's not how he had been raised by his mother and he was sure that even though his mom wasn't present every single second she would still know if he did something awful and then he would feel guilty about it the next time he would go visit home and he wouldn't be able to relax before he would tell his mom about it and then she would be disappointed and that was something he still couldn't handle to this day.

After the torturous practise that had felt like their coach had really been trying to kill them this time, Harry had been approached by his most loyal friends with benefits gal Dakota, who had at first given him a full speach about how she didn't appreciate being disregarded in the way he had done the previous night when he had gone to save the boy from humiliation and just left Dakota behind - but then a smirk had climbed onto her lips and she had started asking whether he got it in and after explaining the whole thing to her, not without getting some unappreciated teasing comments from her - they had gone back to their normal way of hanging out - just bantering with a bit of flirting on the side - exactly the kind of chillness Harry aimed for in life most of the time. The 20-year-old was in that stage of life where he didn't want to label anything and he just wanted to enjoy himself and have as much fun as possible and just live for himself, without owing anyone anything and being able to be selfish for this once in his life.

At the moment the curly haired jock was standing on the side of the football pitch next to the stands, surrounded with his group of friends with his arm around Dakota - his hold wasn't possessive at all though, just a friendly gesture since he had always been one of those people who loved affection and closeness and being able to touch - he craved to put his hands on the people he was dealing with in a special way - fine, the truth was that he didn't really have boundaries and he loved cuddling. In all honesty, there had been a time not a long ago, that Styles had 'jokingly' (yeah right) made a poster and asked for some netflix and chill company - cuddling required and posted the A4-papers all over the school and he had gotten dozens of volunteers but at the end, most people had ended up wanting more than just what he had expected and with a heavy heart, Harry had had to stop that activity all together. Before zoning out more while one of his friends was telling some hilarious story about the previous weekend, Harry heard his name being called by someone and he returned to reality just like that, searching for the owner of the voice with curious eyes - smiling surprised with his dimples on show when he saw the boy from last night. The jock was about to greet him cheekily, but he noticed that the other one didn't look very impressed so he just smiled a little and raised his brows, nodding his head after the question directed at him. Styles apologized to the group before dropping his arm from around Dakota and walking over to the olive skinned male, who looked just as good as the night before, if not even better. "Hi babe, what's up?", the 20-year-old answered with a kind smile and a relaxed posture, maybe a little surprised feel lingering in the air too since Harry hadn't expected the other one to come and find him after what happened to be honest.