Zayn's P.O.V
Liam drops me off soon afterwards, he has work and so do I. I can feel him frown in distaste at my apartment and car that he pulls into.
"You should let me get you a car, and a place" he declares turning off the ignition.
"Liam I'm perfectly happy here" I lie. I don't want his pity.
"I don't want your pity" I say my thoughts.
"It's not pity its what a simple man should do for his boyfriend if he doesn't approve of his living conditions" he retorts with a smirk on his face.
"If you buy me a car or an apartment we are done" I lie again.
"I highly doubt it" Liam grins pulling me in for a kiss. I still feel all tingly as we kiss, his mouth moving expertly against my own.
"Okay fine, just go to work Mr. Payne" I say finding myself sassily stepping out of his car and shaking my hips with every step up to my apartment. I shut the door behind me and giggle.
"Was that a happy Zayn I hear?" Louis's voice rings through my apartment.
"Yes. Yes it is" I shout jumping into my couch and sighing.
"So I'm guessing you have been Liam"
I can only nod in response my eyes are closed and I'm just embracing the moment right now.
"Well then I'm guessing it went well"
I nod again grinning. I hear a click of a picture and immediately open my eyes. Louis grins at his photo turning it to show me. I'm laying on the couch one arm draped over my forehead grinning, my cheeks slightly flushed.
Nothing less I find the picture ugly.
"Good thing I stole Liam's number too!" He cheers and runs off probably sending it to him. I groan in response but let him. Liam has seen me worse. Time to get ready for work.
