130 please 💞
Hey Robi! For you - a Ziam misunderstanding caused by Louis’ impetuousness. 130. Good. I hope you feel bad.
“I didn’t expect him to react like that, Liam, I swear!”
"Oh fuck off, Louis! You do this shit all the time!” Liam dialed Zayn’s number again, certain it was futile. The calls were going straight to voicemail. It was obvious he’d turned off his phone.”Damn it! When will you learn to keep your damn mouth shut?”
“I thought he would be excited for you!” Louis flung up his hands, defensiveness turning to conciliation. “He’s always been so proud of everything you’ve accomplished, and the offer is a great opportunity for your career. How was I supposed to know he’d get upset? Honest Liam, I didn’t mean any harm. I’d take it back if I could.”
“Good. I hope you feel bad. It still doesn’t excuse the fact that you were meddling in things that didn’t concern you, especially when you didn’t know the whole story.” Liam closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to compose himself. “I didn’t accept the firm’s offer. I had no intentions of accepting it - not when it meant having to relocate to New York. Everything I love is here, and that includes Zayn!”
“You’re not leaving?” Liam spun around at the sound of Zayn’s voice behind him..Zayn stood in the doorway, his eyes red- rimmed, his face a mask of confusion.
“Of course I’m not leaving. And even if I had considered the offer, I wouldn’t have made a decision without speaking to you first.”
Zayn stepped further into the room, his gaze fixed on Liam. “And the other thing you said? About love? Did you mean it?” He reached for Liam’s hand.
“I - uh,” Liam grimaced, shooting a death glare at Louis. “Yeah. This wasn’t how I imagined telling you, but yes. I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love with you for almost as long as we’ve been dating. Remember when we saw Infinity War and I cried when Tony died? You didn’t think I was being dramatic.” Liam glanced down at their intertwined fingers, then back to Zayn’s face, “You just held my hand and acknowledged my pain. That’s when I knew.”
“Knew what?”
“That you were it for me. You let me be a dork, let me by myself, whether that means three piece suits, or jeans and t-shirts. High class restaurants and five star dining, or the greasy kebab shop on the corner.”
Zayn stepped even closer, one hand braced against Liam’s chest, the other curling around the back of his neck. He leaned up,pressing a soft kiss against Liam’s lips, before he pulled away. “Take the promotion, Liam.”
“But why would I? My life is in London.” Liam brushed his lips across Zayn’s, whispering, “You’re in London.”
“And I can be in New York, or Cairo, or San Francisco, or anywhere else they might want to send you. I can write and teach anywhere your job takes you, if you’ll let me. Home is right next to you, wherever you are.”
Liam captured his mouth in a searing kiss full of promise. Lost in each other, they missed Louis slinking out the door.
