AN: happy late daddies day to @ZaynMalik
also, i rlly just wanna finish all my freaking stories, like i always procrastinate and i just wanna do something nice. I want you dudes to have stuff to read and i wanna not have updating hanging over my head.
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"Lets get ten more shots up in here," Louis yells, throwing his hands up in the air when the bartender slides over a small shot glass, "Yea baby, that's what i'm talking about."
Zayn stares at Louis with wide eyes, it always astounds him how much Louis can drink. He snaps out of his trance and tries to swipe away the shot glass near Louis. He didn't want to clean up puke again, never again.
"Hey! Don't steal my stuff, steal more of Liam's." Louis frowns, protectively guarding the glass of vodka.
Zayn nervously laughs, quickly glancing around to see if anyone heard what Louis said. Thankfully, everyone was too caught up in partying to notice.
"Here, you can have this one." Louis decides, drunkenly passing over a half-full glass of whiskey and Louis' spit.
"Thanks, ill cherish this one. Its so special." Zayn sarcastically says, taking the glass in his hand and holding it to his chest.
His eyes sail across the waves of people and dive down to catch the shorter boy. His eyes connect with the sea, and he sends a small smile towards Niall.
Niall shyly smiles back, quickly glancing at Liam to see if he noticed. He didn't.
Zayn looks back at Louis and sees he hasn't started his new glass yet, so Zayn swaps the glass he had in his hand for the on the table. He quickly pours the vodka down his throat, shaking his head a little at the burn of alcohol.
As Louis starts to protest and shout drunkenly, Zayn makes his way over Niall with his newfound confidence.
Liam already left Niall to grab a couple of drinks, so Niall was relieved when he saw Zayn coming his way.
"Howdy, m'am." Zayn greeted, tipping an imaginary cowboy hat. He had yet to steal one.
"Good evening, Zayn." Niall smiled, slightly questioning Zayn's unusual silliness.
"I like that dress, looks really good on beautiful men like yourself." Zayn flirted, reaching up and capturing one of Niall's sleeves.
His fingers sank in the grooves of the lace that outlined the light blue dress.
"Thank you, Zayn. Have you had something to drink?" Niall asks, ignoring that he already smelt the alcohol on Zayn.
Niall just wanted Zayn to speak again, he'd already became so entranced in fabric, giving Niall his answer.
"Guilty as charged." Zayn admitted, putting his hands up. Niall giggled slightly, not knowing that the next time Zayn would be in this pose, it'd be no laughing matter.
"I want more, lets get some." Zayn suggested, loving how the alcohol was making Niall laugh at him. He loved hearing Niall's charming laugh.
Zayn grabbed onto Niall's soft hand and tugged him towards the bar.
"No, im good. I think you are too." Niall advised, not taking his hand out of Zayn's.
Niall loved the feeling of Zayn, the feeling of genuine care. As his feelings for Zayn grew, the feelings for Liam died.
He still had feelings for Liam though, It was all just one confusing love triangle. His brain said Liam, but his heart said Zayn.
While Niall was off thinking about the men in his life, Zayn was quickly sobering up.
"Yea, some of my food was gone the other day. I don't know what happened." A man with a blonde beard told Liam, waving his hands in the air ask he spoke.
"My clothes were missing today. I know its these dirty rats that live in this town, i rent them the house they live in." Liam tutted, sipping on his beer.
"I'm gonna do something about it, i don't know when, but soon." Liam finished, downing his beer and scanning the room for Zayn or Louis.
Zayns face became pale, and his knees grew weak. He needed to sit down and figure out how to outsmart Liam.
"Hey, you okay?" Niall asked, interrupting Zayn's paranoid thoughts. His blue eyes searched into Zayns brown ones and only saw worry.
"Actually, i'm not. I think i'm gonna head home soon, like right now." Zayn uttered, hastily searching for Louis.
The conversation made him feel weak, and out of control. He knew he shouldn't steal anything, but he had to. He spotted someones bag laying unguarded near a bench, and decided to make a clean swipe.
It was wrong, and he was unprepared, but Liam set him off earlier and now in the bar again. He was extra mad.
He spotted Louis, who was too wasted to even notice Zayn. He was chatting up some curly, brown haired boy.
"I'll see you later." Zayn breathed out, making his way towards the exit where the bench was.
"No wait!" Niall protested, trying to reach for Zayn's hand when he left. He didn't wanna be left alone with Liam again, he liked Zayn.
Zayn weaved between different bodies, his eyes trained on the bag.
Niall struggled to keep up, trying his best to avoid lustful hands. As much as Niall tried to find Zayn, he lost him.
Niall decided to take a seat and fiddle with the table cloth until Liam came and joined him.
Zayn saw the bag and quickly slipped it on like he owned it, well he did now. His eyes darted across the room to see if anyone noticed, which he thought no one did. His stress quickly faded and the confidence washed in.
He can steal this bag, someones food, Liams clothes and his man. He was on fire, that'll show Liam.
However, the big wall of Zayn's confidence was suddenly shattered with ten words.
"Yo, what the fuck are you doing with my bag?"
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