Cause when both of your boys are in your beautiful city, you get inspired.
Liam was buzzing. Watching the New York City skyline whiz by as he was taken back to his hotel. It was rare to see such a massive city like this, quiet, almost desolate. Few people walked by on the streets, stumbling out of bars or making their way to and from work. It reminded him of London a little bit, or Los Angeles. But New York is the city that never sleeps, unless it’s five in the morning on a Tuesday that is. He knows he should be exhausted or at least a little groggy with all the traveling Liam’s been doing. He was just in Los Angeles not even a full two days ago, Boston this morning and now New York. His body was just use to the rapid time changes, he had to learn quickly. The east side of Central Park game into his eyesight and he knew he was almost there, almost at the one place he wanted to be so desperately all night. The car was parked in front of the hotel a few minutes later, he thanked then driver and wished him a goodnight before jetting out the car and into the lobby. Exchanging head nods with some of the staff as he walked towards the lifts heading up to the penthouse suite.
The beautiful thing about staying at the Plaza hotel was that the lift doors just opened and he was in his suite. You need a special keycard to even activate the lift to make it to the top floor. Pretty fancy stuff for a bloke who didn’t see himself as all that fancy. Bags and clothes were scattered all over the living room area, shoes lined up perfectly by the large windows the lined the room. Boots, trainers, even a pair of adidas flip flops that he must’ve nicked from Louis during the last time they hung out at his and Harry’s place. The view was incredible, as soon as he got to the suite earlier that afternoon he must’ve taken close to a hundred pictures. He could see the park perfectly, even seen the bloody horse carriages that trotted along the perimeter of the area. Poor things. The best view of all though was the body nestled on the king sized master bed. The bed was massive but he made himself look so small, smaller than he usually looked. Liam tried to unrobe as quickly and quietly as possible. He didn’t want to wake sleeping beauty.
“Hey,” he was greeted groggily from the body in the bed.
Liam cursed under his breath, upset. “Go back to sleep, babe. It’s late.”
“It’s okay,” he told him. “I just went off an hour ago.”
“Do anything interesting?” Liam asked, crawling into bed and wrapping is arms and legs tightly around Zayn.
“Watch the Mets lose, again and saw Harry on James Corden,” he answered, stifling a yawn as he spoke. “Have a good night?”
“Better now,” he confirmed, giving Zayn’s middle a squeeze. “It’s good to be back here with you, Zed.”
“Gotta make the most of our time together,” Zayn agreed, nodding his head. “I gotta go for my weekly exercise tomorrow.”
“Must be tough walking to and from an empty apartment building all afternoon,” Liam joked, a giggle leaving his mouth. He nestled his face into Zayn’s back, kissing between his shoulder blades softly.
“Thank god the weathers gonna be nice,” he jokingly added. “What time is it anyway?”
“Half pass five,” Liam yawned, looking behind him at the clock next to the bed. He looked out the window that was looking over the park as well. “Babe, look.”
“The sun is rising over the park,” he marveled. “Let’s take a picture.”
“Leeyum,” he moaned. “It’s late, I’m knackered, let’s go to bed.”
Liam untangled himself from Zayn’s limbs and hopped out the bed in a hurry. He grabbed his phone off the desk that was on the far side of the bedroom. Time for more gorgeous pictures. He opened his camera and clicked, taking more pictures. He’d been in New York more time than he could count in the last six and a half years but he had never seen the sun rise over Central Park before. It was a moment he didn’t want to forget. “Babe, look. It’s beautiful.”
Zayn groaned. He had been in New York for the last month, seeing his fair share of sun rises and sets. Liam was right though, it wasn’t everyday you got to see the sun rise over the east side of the city, especially with the love of your life. He groaned once more as he got out of bed and joined Liam by the window. He wrapped his arms around Liam’s waist, resting his head on his shoulder and looked out the window. “You enjoying this?”
“Now I am,” he sighed, letting his body relax against Zayn’s.
“I’m proud of you,” he whispered into the silent bedroom.
“Wha-why?” He asked, taken aback.
“You’re doing your solo thing and I’m proud of you for that. You’re staying true to yourself,” Zayn explained. “Getting to do what you want to do.”
“You paved the way for me to do that,” Liam countered. “If your music was so raw and authentic, I wouldn’t be able to do what I want to do.”
Zayn blushed at the compliment, only Liam could turn him into a schoolboy and complete mush. “Love you.”
Liam turned off his phone, stretched and placed it back on the desk, trying not to disturb their position. “Let’s go to bed now.”
“Yeah,” Zayn agreed, grabbing Liam’s hand and dragging him back into bed. They resumed their earlier position, hands and legs tangled together in mess of limbs.
“Love you,” he told him softly, kissing the back of Zayn’s neck.
Warnings: Explicit Language, Strong Sexual Themes (Borderline Smut), Mention of Drug Use, Angst, and Fluff.
Word Count: 4k+
A/N: So, we have two parts officially left after this. The ending of this amazing series will be upon us soon so I would like to thank you all for being here for this extremely emotional roller coaster and be ready for anything! Enjoy! x. T
“Well, looks like I’ll see you
around, Buchanan.” Loki was standing by Bucky’s empty dresser with his arms
crossed. He had seen many people come-and-go from the Rehab, but Bucky was the
first one who walked out an honest changed man. It almost made him want to be better, but heroin was a
rough thing to step away from.
Bucky wiped his freshly shaven face
on a towel, before he walked out of the bathroom he once shared with Loki. He
was wearing a black t-shirt that clung to his broad shoulders and chest, almost
as if it were a size too small, but Bucky was a size too muscular.
He picked up his backpack with a
bunch of travel items and slung it over his shoulder, before bending down to
lift the duffel bag filled with his University stuff. Bucky had a pair of sunglasses
resting atop his head and a broad smile on his face when he bade his unlikely
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So back in January I went to the PTV/SWS World Tour. Hands
down one of the best concerts I’ve ever been too. That night I got very
lucky. Not even before I met Lynn Gunn, I was able to meet Alex
Babinski, Vic Fuentes, and Jaime Preciado. There isn’t much of a story
behind meeting them since it was really quick. Once the announcement was
made that PVRIS were going to the tour, I had no idea who they were. So
I had to do some research. Within three months, I became obsessed with
every song and interview. They’re a really chill band and bring
something different to the table. Anyways, one of the first things I did
when getting to the venue was buy a PVRIS shirt. When my cousin and I
sat at our seats, I realized the shirt was too big. After PTV’s set I
went back down to the lobby to exchange it. Right before I could reach
the table Lynn walks directly past me. I was so starstruck. I approached
the table where she was and looked to my wrist which had a homemade
bracelet. It had ‘yas bitch yas’ on it. I didn’t hesitate to take it off
and give it to her. I got her reaction on video and she actually loved
it. She was like “Yaasss yasss.” It was hilarious. After taking the
picture with her I couldn’t stop smiling. I really hope to get a ticket
to Warped this year and see them again!