•Fangs vs Claws• {COMPLETED}

•Chapter 13•

•Liam's POV•

Zayn hasn't talked to me in a while. Instead he'll turn the other cheek or leave the room. Why is he mad at me? He cheated on me and kept it a secret. At least I was honest and that's the least he can do! He's being a hypocrite and beginning to become immature the night he left Niall's house. I heard a familiar howl from outside. After that, he left me a voicemail and he sounded terribly drunk and outside his body with whatever he was drinking that night.

I wake up to an empty bed at 9:30AM in a one person bed which was made for two. I stretch and get out of my cold and lonely bed and straight to the kitchen. I make some eggs which are scrambled and a glass of orange juice. I start to walk to the couch to enjoy my breakfast but stop when a sleeping body is stretched out on the while thing. It's Zayn. He sleepy inhales and exhales and looks beautiful as always. I might be mad at him but he's always looking flawlessly good. The worst thing is that he's completely naked from head to toe.

I sigh and place my food and the juice on the little coffee table in front of the couch and look at him. Zayn's always had a problem with his special friend waking up before he does. I put my hand on his scruffy cheek and the good memories all come back. I pet his flat dark hair with my other hand which causes him to stir slightly. He sighs and groans as I massage his scalp with my fingers. I miss this. The effect I have on him without trying at all.

He slowly opens his eyes and they land on mine. "Don't stop. I miss your touch. So. Fucking. Much." He sweetly and desperately says as he sighs in content. He randomly giggles and covers his mouth with his hand. "Sorry babes." He mumbles while sitting up on the couch.

I sit beside him. "Are you drunk?" I ask.

He giggles." No Liam, I'm sober. Yes I'm drunk. Liam, the sighs are clear." He sighs as he puts his sweaty palm on my knee.

"Zayn, please don't do this. You're drunk. Don't make yourself regret this." I try to talk him out of this.

He lunges and pushes me backwards so that he's straddling my waist. He puts his plans on my chest and gets even closer to me. "Baby, I missed being this close to you without you rejecting me. Finally!" He exclaims and kisses my neck slowly. I'm not gonna lie but Zayn still has a place in my heart. I sigh and wrap my arms around his neck.

Instead of kissing me, he embraces me tightly, like I'm going to vanish into thin air. "Why am I such a jealous person? I try not to be. I can't help it!" He shares carefully.

"That's what makes you! You're irreplaceable." I clutch his shoulders and push him off me.

"So you're not dating Niall?" He asks curiously.

"Not yet. He just called me his 'boyfriend'."

He looks at me with a devilish smirk. "So this isn't considered cheating?" He asks before he plants a deep long kiss on me. He backs away a bit.

"No. I don't think so."

He chuckles as he dips one more to give me a rough yet passionate kiss.

I sigh and I wrap my arms around his torso which brings him cheat to cheat with me but we weren't complaining.

Zayn starts to growl and a bit of his claws come out. "Sorry." He apologies as his eyes turn yellow and golden.

"It's fine. You always do this and I'm used to it."

He smiles and deepens the kiss which makes me grow in anticipation. It's been a while since we've done this and I'm scared shitless. I start to kiss his neck and he moans in pleasure. I bite on his neck which leaves him a hickey that I'm proud of and I just get up from the couch and fix my hair.

"Wait.. What happened? Did I do something wrong?" He asks with confusion in his face. He seems to sober up after our actions and I shake my head.

"I'm just not feeling it today. You just need to go put on some clothes and call it a day ok?" I explain as I lean down to kiss his lips one last time. "I love you." I simply say to him and he nods.

"I love you too." He smiles as he goes upstairs to get some clothes on and I walk to the kitchen to throw away my stale breakfast that I didn't end up eating at all.

I pick up my phone bassist a number from my contacts. "Hey Niall. Can we go out on a little tour around the city? Yeah. Just randomly I wanted to get out of the house. Ok. Thanks." I hang up and I sigh as I hear Zayn moving around upstairs.