Why Don't You Talk? ( A Ziall Short Story)

Spin The Bottle Ziall And Lirry part 1

"fuck yeah. this project is finshed!" harry yelled, smiling at all of us.

"so boys what do you want to do... i'm free all night." harry smirked while looking at liam. at that comment liam turned a deep shade of red in his state of embarrassment... i coughed awkwardly "well we can play some music and eat some more snacks." i said after a while. "zayn what snacks!!! niall ate them all!!!" harry shouted making all of use look at niall, with he gave use his a puppy face as if to say 'sorry i didn't know' "it ok niall" i said reassuring him with a kissing on his rose cheeks with had ture even more red at my action. making me smlie at my hand work or lips work if that makes sense... "well if you two are done being cute and all... we can play spin the bottle." liam said with a smirk that harry have one his face a mintune a go. "yes spin the bottle!!" harry exclaimed getting up. "i'll go find a bottle liam come help me." harry said leaving the room followed by liam, looking like a lost puppy. "coming hazza."

after ten mintunes of awkward silent of niall and i being alone i could harry laughing coming up the stairs must me liam and harry. 'no shit zayn.. who else could it be, LITTLE MIX' i said to myself. "he..y g..uys" liam stubble with a wasted harry and one and a half bottle of liquor. i gave the half bottle to me and niall and i just thought 'fuck it' drinking half of it and passing the rest to niall to finsh it. but niall just look at me we a worried look. "its ok niall live a little" with out a second look niall finsh the rest of the bottle smiling to him self. "ok now lets play spin the fucking bottle!!!" liam screamed/slurred scaring the shit out of me.

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