pure fiction // ziam

eighty nine

later that night...

zayn: hey

liam: hello :)

zayn: did harry find louis?

liam: yeah, i took them home

zayn: okay that's good, i can breathe now

liam: you really care don't you?

zayn: of course i do. i mean they are both one of my closest friends and seeing them like this just doesn't sit right and knowing that they're okay just makes it feel a little better

liam: ugh you're too kind for this world

zayn: i know what you're doing, im flattered, really, but im already taken :)

liam: oh! who was able to cuff such a fine gentleman?

zayn: oh but the finest man in town was able to make me swoon over his perfect face and his perfect body and his kinda okay dick

zayn; but most importantly, his whole existence was enough to make me fall

liam: i'm sorry... "kinda okay dick?"

liam: YOU HAVE EXPERIENCED THE RIDE OF YOUR FUCKING LIFE AND YOU CALL IT "kinda okay"?!?!?!

zayn: yea... sorry to burst your ego :)

liam: you slut

liam: i'm gonna teach you who doesn't have a 'kinda okay' dick tonight

zayn: oh please do. my significant other just doesn't know how to... pleasure me properly. i was really hoping that handsome man from the bar would be enough. but i guess you'll do for now at least.

liam: you are so gonna get it hard tonight malik, i'll leave you begging for more than you can handle. in fact, how much you wanna bet you won't be able to function properly tomorrow after i'm done with you

zayn: if you leave me wanting more, we can try whatever fantasy you want

liam: oh yeah, i already have one in mind

zayn: BUT if i end up coming out of this like a slutty champ, i get to top.

liam: i'm on my way

zayn: good, i already spread my legs

read at 8:39pm