To say that Zayn waqs happy would be an understatement. He was ecstatic.
As far as Zayn knew, Liam was still passed out, or if Zayn wanted to sugarcoat it, was still sleeping. And actually Liam was sleeping.
He woke up later, dazed but maybe thinking he somehow made it to his house and to his bed. He hadn't even registered the fact that the walls were a different color. Or the fact that Sophia's arms weren't wrapped around him like they usually were.
He barely even remembered what happened after he got out of the cafe before he fell back asleep. Which only just left Zayn bouncing off the walls.
Zayn's happiness was brought down a notch when he realized he hadn't a clue what to do if Liam woke up. He was pretty strong, Zayn had to admit. He almost gave up when Liam started fighting back, especially when he kicked him. It felt as if he threw a boulder at Zayn's leg.
Zayn had no intentions to hurt Liam. If anything, he wanted Liam to love him back. He figured that all he had to do was be nice to Liam. Feed him, provide him with clothes, give him some privacy, and even let him wander around. But the doors would remained locked. The doors would always remain locked, because if Liam ran away, Zayn would be devastated.
Liam probably won't even get to wander around until he shows that he trusts Zayn. Zayn's not even sure if he should let him have privacy. Because then, he's most likely come up with a plan to excape and Zayn didn't want that.
Zayn went into the kitchen, fethcing himself a glass of water from the tap as he thought. Even though, he was starting to have second thoughts, he could never regret what he did. It was the best thing to do for Liam especially because of that girl he lives with.
She's probably only there for his money or something. Zayn doubted she actually loved him. And if she did, not more than Zayn. Therefore, Zayn deserved to have him. It wasn't as if he was taking everything away from him so if anything, Liam had no reason to be sad when he woke up.
Zayn decided it was about time to check on Liam. He walked to the spare room he was keeping Liam in. It was painted gray and it only held a single bed with metal bars and white bed sheets.
Liam lay on the white sheets, curled up into his own little ball. The thin covers barely covered him, though he didn't seem to be cold with his short-sleeved shirt uncovered. Zayn walked, more like creeped, towards the bed, careful not to make any noises.
He stopped walking when he was right in front of Liam, bending down to reach his level and staying there. He watched Liam's shut eyes lightly fluttering in his sleep, his mouth slightly ajar, and his hand used as a rest for his own head.
Zayn doesn't know how long he's been standing there just watching Liam sleep, but whne his legs start to heed a dull aching, he knows it's been too long. He doesn't know why, but he's stays there, unmoving, trapped into a trance of Liam sleeping.
He regrets his choice of staying there, when Liams eyes start to open. It takes a while before they actually open, and Zayn just wonders why he didn't just rush out of the room when he had the chance.
He thinks maybe it's because he didn't have time to, but deep down he knows it's just because he wanted to see Liam warm, kind eyes. But he barely gets a chance to just stare at them before Liam's piercing scream is filling the whole room.
Zayn would have laughed at the way Liam almost sounded like a girl while he was screaming if it wasn't for the fact that he was the reason for the frightened look on Liam's face right now.
Zayn tries to shush him with soothing words but the frightened look was now mixed in with anger, and without warning, Liam was charging at Zayn. Zayn holds his hands out in an attempt to keep Liam away, but he finds out the hard way that it just won't work when he feels a fist making contact with his jaw, making Zayn crouch down in fear.
"Why the fuck am I here?!", The added curse word only made Zayn cower even more and shake with fear. He didn't expect Liam to take it like this and he had no idea what he was going to do to make Liam stop breathing heavily with his fists clenched, ready to throw another punch if he needed to.
Zayn wants Liam to calm down so badly, but he just can't figure out how. Thre's no possible way to make him less mad than he is without Zayn getting punched in the face repeatedly.
Zayn is still using soothing words as he slowly but surely gets up to where he's at the same height as Liam. He's still fuming but gets a confused look on his face when Zayn starts covering his fists with his.
He's lightly pushing Liam back to the single bed while Liam's face is still contorted in confussion. He pushing him back until his legs have hit one of the bars to the bed, and he hit sthe bed with a small thud.
And after that, he lets go of Liam's hands, and he runs. He runs out of the door, hurriedly turning around and locking it, ignoring Liam's shouts to let him out and sliding his back down the door where he can constantly feel the thumping of Liam's fists thumping the thick painted wood.
And he can't help but think what on earth has he gotten himself into.
Ok so basically even though Zayn might seem like he would have been a tough guy, he's only a stalker who wanted what he couldn't have. And Liam's mad because he has no idea who this person is who seems to have taken him from his girlfriend. Anywho, same as the last chapter? two votes and 1 comment? ~Chey
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Prisoner (Ziam AU)
RandomLiam is a pretty normal guy. Works at a Cafe, sometimes works the night shift. He has a girlfriend named Sofia who he's pretty sure he loves. And he has a nice two story house that both him and Sofia live in. Zayn isn't so normal. He's pre...