pretty much how i feel about zayn

you know what doesn’t get talked about enough?

that time they did that interview for the ‘this is us’ promo tour where liam was talking about singing in the shower and how he’d been doing it that same morning and was worried he was gonna wake zayn up with his singing and i feel like hardly anyone ever brings this up/talks about it but like??? why would he be worried about his shower singing waking zayn up unless they were…idk…maybe sharing a hotel room????? like boyfriends do?????

(((((and yet we were told at the time that when they stayed in hotels they all had their own rooms but like if they really all had their own separate hotel rooms like we were made to believe they did at that point why would liam be up showering early in the morning in a room he didn’t sleep in???? or why would zayn be still asleep in a room where liam’s presumably staying and showering in???? unless they…possibly…i don’t know…SHARED said room [*pretends to be shocked*] but why would two men in a band be sharing a room at a point in their career when they could clearly afford their own [and also both had “steady gf’s” lol] and at a time where we got repeated reports that they did all in fact have their own separate rooms??? why would there be a need to lie and cover up that they still shared rooms unless there was a reason for them sharing that their team felt warranted it being covered up, i.e. something going on [something not-so-innocent and very non-platonic maybe wink wink] that they didn’t want getting out [otherwise why not just say they shared rooms but that it was just a friendly thing?]?????)))))

basically, if there was really nothing there, there’d be nothing to cover up.

and yet.

anonymous asked:

Gabby, isn't it weird that Zayn himself didn't mention anything about British Vogue yet? I feel like Liam was covering it up for him

Yes and no, nonnie.

It’s weird for an artist not to draw attention to their inclusion in this rather special issue of Vogue that’s celebrating what makes Great Britain great and that also happens to show how intelligent, deep and poetic said artist truly is…that he’s much more than just a pretty face.

I mean, just look at this quote from The Guardian praising it:  

“The coverlines make no mention of trends, It bags or new mascaras. Instead there is a list of power players in politics and the arts…”

Power players!! That’s fantastic and yet….nothing from his SM (or Jelena’s but that’s nothing new either.)

Sadly, this is Zayn we’re talking about and if it’s not Zigi or fashion-related, forget it. We don’t ever get much attention to purely Zayn projects so in that regard, it’s business as usual…which is infuriating and incredibly frustrating but what else is new, right?

Thank goodness Liam brought some well-deserved attention to his boy.  Zayn’s love letter to Bradford sounds absolutely lovely & heartfelt and should be highlighted.

anonymous asked:

MELLY! Did you read Harry's interview with Sunday Times Mag?? And what he said abt his relationship with Zayn???

Melly- I know you are going to spend much of the day talking about solo Liam (fwiw I think it is down to the music to save it as this wannabe gangster thing is slipping into bad caricature now) but as ever I am more interested in Zayn. I have been pretty surprised how far his team have gone to position him as the anti-Z with pretty gross good v bad connotations- shady asides in HDD leaks is one thing but it was pretty much the sole focus of his ST interview and pretty despicable if I am honest.

Yeah, you know what? Let’s talk about the Sunday Times interview, particularly these bits right here:

I ask him if he was aware of Zayn Malik’s eating disorder; he says no. Does he wish he had known so he could have done something to help? “I mean, yes, obviously. If anyone is ever going through anything, you always feel like you should know, so you could have done something. But it’s not always how it goes, is it? In the same way that I don’t talk about stuff, other people don’t always talk about stuff, and maybe that’s how they deal with stuff.”

He refuses to say a bad word about his life in One Direction. “It’s very hard to think of it as not this amazing thing. It’s really hard to complain.” While he and the other members of the band are “on hiatus”, Malik is the only one officially to quit. He has since made some rather disparaging comments in the press about One Direction’s music, and has also recorded a song with Taylor Swift — Styles’s ex — for the Fifty Shades Darker film soundtrack. Has he seen much of him recently? There is a pause.

“Um … not so much.” Is it a strained relationship? “It’s OK. I think we’re both happy for each other that we’re doing what we want to do and everyone’s having a good time.”

His smile returns when I ask him about the other three members of the band. “Everyone’s working so much at the moment, but I’ve seen them and we’ve hung out.”

There’s a real shit trend here in solo!Harry print interviews, and it started with Rolling Stone. For the three people who’ve been reading this blog for awhile, we’ve talked about how controlled print interviews are (interviews in general are, but especially so via print). The mention of Zayn in Rolling Stone was expected, but the Sunday Times addition kind of sealed some shit for me. Very clearly Zayn is an Active and Major Talking Point™ via the Sony publicity campaign. 

There seems to be a dick formula to these - the surrounding mention of the apparently famous Harry Styles work ethic, juxtaposed against Zayn’s quitting and equally apparent problematicness* (never mind the fucky racial undertones of praising the white boy by putting down the brown boy). This then leads to the writer asking Harry a very leading question meant to support that, like “Harry, isn’t Zayn problematic?”

The resulting answer will inevitably be stilted and carefully worded (as would be the way for any leading question) , which, no matter how polite the answer, the writer will always comment on the discomfort or general tone. 

Listen, I think “Sabotage” is a word thrown around this fandom pretty often for shit that I don’t think is actually sabotage. But, I also think the Harry vs. Zayn thing is crafted purely based on the Sony publicity department. With that, if Zayn’s got label issues like I’m pretty sure he does, having Harry deliver the message that Zayn is problematic is a good way to do that.

Regardless of where this is coming from, positioning Harry vs. Zayn in the way that Rolling Stone and now the Sunday Times did, with Sunday Times going so far as to mention Zayn’s eating disorder and phrase it so that Harry gains sympathy (what the fuck kind of white malarky is that), is fucked. There’s no other way to put it then its fucked. 

With these celebrity profiles, there’s very clearly an agenda and an angle, and that’s most often the label and celebrity’s team’s agenda and angle. Judging by the blurbage in these interviews, that agenda is pushed at the continued expense of Zayn.

*I’m not saying Zayn is problematic - he isn’t – I’m saying the writer is, please don’t drag me


okay,this is the Ziam version of, THAT IS NOT PLATONIC…

as I said last time, “fetus first” (sorry not much x factor but we all know how different Larry and Ziam are…)

I honestly don’t even think Zayn is awake,and maybe I’m a bad friend,but if Jamie fell asleep on me and was crushing my boobs with her head, I would make her get up…. (sorry babe)

yes Zayn, just leave Harry your other friend out of the hug before realizing that you cant do that…  And Liam, Nuzzling into Zayn’s neck, totes platonic…

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anonymous asked:

Hi, do you know any fake relationship au? :)

Holy shit. I can’t believe nobody asks me this before? Like, it’s one of my fav trope ever?

So, yes!!!  I know a lot of them !!  here we go:

Of course I have to start with some basis :

- And Then a Bit: “We’d like to give the fans what they want.” Magee states, placing his hand on the table in front of him and leaning forward. “We want to give them Larry Stylinson.”  Or, take a parallel universe where Louis and Harry were never together, mix in a two year hiatus and an impending comeback, pour in a dash of lost fans, two tablespoons of strong friendship and a Modest! employee with a good idea. Add a squeeze of pretending to be a couple, lots of kisses and a tattoo or two. Stir. Serve: the mother of all publicity stunts.(aka Harry and Louis fake a relationship for publicity. Eventually it becomes a lot less fake and a lot more real.) (158k, Canon)

- Pull Me Under       : AU. As the first British footballer to come out at the prime of his career,  it helps that Louis Tomlinson is in a long-term, committed   relationship. Even if that relationship is fake. (Featuring Niall as Louis’ favourite teammate, Liam as Louis’ agent, and Zayn as Liam’s boyfriend, who just happens to be good friends with one Harry Styles.) (140k, on my Top 5 fics ever tbh)

- Spin Me Like A Record       : Uni AU. Sometimes, Louis poses as Harry’s boyfriend. It doesn’t mean anything. Really. (8k)

- Some Things Take Root       : AU. Louis’ ex doesn’t get jealous of anyone besides Harry. Harry helps Louis use that to his advantage. (50k)

- for now (and forever)  :  “It’s nice that you want to offer that, but I just can’t do that. First of all, it’s illegal.”Louis shakes his head vigorously. “No, no. It’s not like one of us is gunning for a visa.”  “Listen to yourself,” Harry laughs, shaking Louis’ shoulders. “Don’t you think it’s a bit weird to con the country you’re supposed to be serving?”Louis is going into the Army, Harry is going nowhere, and there’s nothing like a little identity fraud between friends. (83k, I’m so in love with this fic tbh)

And then I’m gonna add …:

- nobody shines the way you do : “We might as well just date.”Harry froze in his arms, his body stilled as he slowly lifted his head up at Louis to give him the most confused expression he’d ever worn. Louis literally wanted to fuck him into the next century. “What?” Harry asked. “Are you–.”“No,” Louis said, shaking his head before Harry could go far with that idea and trap Louis into confessing his own feelings. “I mean…like I think I have a plan?”“A plan?” Harry said slowly. “A plan other than me going to Peter’s tomorrow and groveling for hours; maybe even days?”The thought of Harry doing that made Louis’s skin burn, but he schooled his expression well and nodded swiftly. “There will be no groveling. Well, there will be, but not on your end.”orLouis pretends to be Harry’s boyfriend to help him win back his douchebag ex-boyfriend, but things don’t go according to plan. (115k, one of my fav)

- 90 Day Return : It was all supposed to be mutual promo. That’s it. A boyfriend for the winter - Louis can do this. (15k, actor!Louis and singer!HArry)

- (your heartbeat) rang true inside my bones : Harry goes as Louis’ date for a weekend wedding. He ends up taking the role a bit too seriously.  “Hey,” Harry hears himself say just as Louis climbs back into the car. He ducks down, holding onto the roof to look at Louis who cocks his brow at him and says, “What?”  “I meant it,” Harry starts. “Like, I’d do it. I’d be your date for the wedding. If it’d make you feel less awful about being there and if you want me to, I’ll do it. I promise I’ll be good.”  (32k, Canon fic)

- Hit the Heartbrakes : With his best friend and eternal roommate Zayn getting married and abandoning him, Louis has planned the world’s biggest stag do to send him off into married life – a week in Thailand showing him all the things he’s going to be missing when he becomes a married man. But Zayn has neglected to mention that Louis’ ex and their old uni friend Paddy will be coming – along with his successful, rich new boyfriend. Determined not to let Paddy ruin his fun once again, he enlists the help of an attractive backpacker by the name of Harry, who good-naturedly agrees to go along with pretending he’s Louis’ boyfriend for the week. A week of sun, sea, booze and no-strings-attached sex beckons, but as always, things don’t go quite as planned… (13k)

- Give Me A Chance  : au. Louis gets bullied a lot. Harry’s captain of the football team. (36k, High School AU)

- Always Come Back To You : “I’ll do it,” Harry offers brightly. No one even blinks. “I’ll do it?”Louis sighs irritably. “Shut up,” he orders, tossing a pillow in the general direction of Harry’s face. This is a terrible time for jokes, especially Harry’s lame, old people ones.Not that it was an old people joke. Just that most of the time Harry’s jokes consist of knock-knocks or terrible puns. The type of jokes old people like, Louis’ pretty sure. His nan always finds them hilarious when Harry tells her one.Harry bats the pillow out of the air without even blinking. “Be reasonable, Lou,” he says in his most reasonable voice.Louis is perfectly reasonable, thank you very much, and he’s also frustrated and upset and tired and he really wants to punch something. Maybe he should have held on to that pillow a little longer.“You’re not gonna fucking do it,” he snaps. “That’s the last thing I need.” (28k, canon)

-walk my days on a wire : Harry hums, staring at his hands in his lap, and Louis can still feel their smoothness, how solid they were in between his own. “Do you think it’s the same for us? Are we here only because of the likeliness of our jobs? Of our lives?”
“We’re here because we have inventive managers,” Louis says, giving Harry’s leg a little nudge with his knee, but all that’s going around in his head is, I think I’d be in the same spot in every possible universe.  or, when actor Louis Tomlinson used to daydream about dating Harry Styles, this is not what he had in mind. (38k, famous!AU)

- bring out feelings in me i never show  : “I really think you should stop reading,” Liam says, having moved to hover behind Louis’ back at some point. “I can already see the cogs turning in your head, Louis, and I don’t like this.”“Shut up,” Louis waves him off and continues reading.  I can do these things, at your request: openly hit on other female guests while you act like you don’t notice; start instigative discussions about politics and/or religion; propose to you in front of everyone; pretend to be really drunk as the evening goes on (sorry I don’t drink, but I used to); start an actual, physical fight with a family member, either inside or on the front lawn for all the neighbors to see. [Louis accidentally hires a felon to be his fake boyfriend for Thanksgiving. Or, the fake boyfriends au no one asked for, inspired by this.] (24k, very funny)

- don’t be afraid, it’s only love : A proposal!AU where Louis is at risk of being deported back to England and Harry just really wants a promotion. (14k, like the movie)

- For Better, Worse And Mischief (I’m All Yours) : The One Direction PR management team decides that Harry needs to get married. Harry doesn’t want to. Louis comes up with the perfect solution to the problem. (37k, canon)

- Stuck In The Middle With You  : When Harry starts university, he finally gets to spend every day with Louis again. They have been friends since forever, and would do anything for each other. Given that, Harry doesn’t hesitate to pose as Louis’ boyfriend once he finds out that his new roommate is no other than Louis’ crush. Cue the usual. And maybe a bit of the unusual. (11k, uni AU)

Also I have to add Escapade in this list even if you can’t read it  totally on AO3 anymore

And if you can read outside Larry :

- If I Was Your Boyfriend, I’d Never Let You Go  : “Harry, you essentially just told my sister that we’re dating.”“Pretty much,” Harry says, and grins. “Champagne?”in other words, pretending to be boyfriends fic (10k, Lirry)

- Smile Again  : Recently dumped Louis sets his kitchen on fire on Christmas Eve. Fireman Liam makes the mistake of inviting him home for Christmas. Chaos and feelings ensue. (16k, Lilo)

- and you take me the way i am : It’s incredibly relaxing, even in this small space, the way they’ve always been.  Such a distraction that he doesn’t think, not for once, about agreeing to lie to his family and Zayn pretending to be his date and how easy all of this might be.(Liam needs a date to a wedding.  His family loves to match him up with blind dates.  He doesn’t want that.  He needs a date… and, well, why not Zayn.  Pretending to be boyfriends for a weekend isn’t the worst idea he supposes.  Liam is horribly wrong.) (54k, Ziam)

- April Fools : Now, staring down at the platinum band on his own left hand (“only the best for you, Liam,” Louis had said, smirking as he slid the ring on Liam’s finger), Liam wasn’t so sure any of this was the best idea for an April Fool’s prank. But both of them knew he would go along with it. Liam always did. (12k, Lilo)

- let’s pretend it’s love  : Pretend!boyfriends fic in which Liam and Zayn get papped while hamming it up for Louis and Eleanor, and management decides the easiest way to deal with the resulting hysteria is to let it run its course. (68k, Ziam)

- boyfriend material (that’s what you’re made of) : “What a nice lad,” Pete says, making Nick jump in surprise. He turns to find his parents standing side by side, staring at him with identical smiles on their faces. Nick’s gaze narrows as his eyes dart between his parents.“Yeah, I mean, I guess he’s alright,” Nick says warily.“So is he your special someone then?” his mum bursts out, and oh god, she’s actually giddy. or the one where Nick accidentally tells his parents that he’s dating Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. (11k, Tomlinshaw)

UPDATE : (last update: April 4th2017)

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#328 - Everything

Harry: “You’re everything to me…” he murmured out softly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “And I mean everything…” he continued, wanting to make sure that that statement was etched into your mind. “I know…” you said softly, shifting a little closer to him and resting your head down on his shoulder. “Good…” he whispered, snaking his arms around your waist.

Liam: “Everything’s in!” he smiled proudly, setting the last of your things down in the corner of your now shared bedroom. “Can you believe it?!” you giggled out, softly, sliding your arms around his neck. Liam laughed out and wrapped his arms securely around your waist. “How should we celebrate?” “We should break in the new bed,” you smirked, grabbing his hand tightly.

Niall: “Everything… gone…” he croaked, looking up at the burnt remains of his apartment building. “Niall…” you murmured, slipping your fingers in between his. “My home is gone (Y/N)…” he cracked out, putting his free hand over his face. You stayed quiet, not really knowing how to make this any better, so you stayed with him, holding onto his hand and making sure he knew you were there.

Louis: “She’s everything to me…” he chuckled, sitting on the interviewers couch and resting his hands on his knees. “She’s just… amazing you know? When you find the right person, everything seems to just settle into place and that’s pretty much exactly what happened with this relationship. Everything just kind of fell into its right place and I couldn’t be happier.”

Zayn: “Everything I could say about how much I love you would take a couple days,” he chuckled, standing up beside you while delivering his toast at your guys’ wedding. “She is my everything, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart. No words could completely explain how I feel about this girl, and I just feel incredibly lucky to be able to spend my life showing her.”

can't decide if it's a choice, getting swept away - chapter 1

who doesn’t love pretend dating fics? i certainly do, so i started writing this about 3 months ago and i think i’ve finally gotten to a point where i can start posting. this fic is most likely gonna have 3 chapters, each about the same length, and i’ll be posting them once a week. thank you to everyone encouraging me and staying interested after i posted a snippet at the start of this journey! love you, and i hope you enjoy this :)
title is from taylor swift’s treacherous

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Usually, Niall spends the ride on the tube home from work listening to music and trying not to fall asleep.

Today however, he doesn’t have any trouble staying awake, at least not since this guy entered the train and took the seat next to him. Falling asleep isn’t an option anymore, because it’s not possible to sneak glances at his face through closed eyes.

Niall doesn’t want to seem creepy but it’s just that this guy has the nicest face he’s ever seen, eyelashes long enough to brush his cheeks when he blinks, full, pouty lips, a pretty nose and cheekbones to die for. The stubble he’s sporting is pretty hot too and Niall would like to find out what it feels like to kiss along his jaw and down to the collar of his white button up shirt very much.

He’s been trying to work up the courage to say something for the past few minutes but even though he’s kind of good at pulling people in a club or at a bar, he has no idea how to chat someone up on the tube.

The tube stops at the next station and the doors open, people pushing out and new ones entering.

There’s a girl among them, beautiful, blonde hair and big blue eyes, heavily done up, but Niall only really notices her because her eyes light up the second she spots the hot guy next to him.

“Zayn!” She exclaims, and Niall can feel him go rigid next to him. He looks over carefully and sees there’s a tight smile on his face. Well, at least Niall knows his name now.

The girl sits down opposite them, leaning forward into the guys, Zayn’s, space. “Hey Perrie”, he says.

“How’ve you been?” she asks and Niall wonders if she can’t see how uncomfortable Zayn is. “Haven’t seen you in ages, we should catch up some time.”

Zayn doesn’t seem thrilled by that suggestion but nods anyway. “Yeah, sure.” Niall wonders if they used to be a thing. Maybe the girl isn’t over it as much as the guy is.

“I’ve been well”, Zayn continues, and then hesitates. “Actually, I forgot to introduce you, but this is my boyfriend.”

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Happily by @curlymohawkliam
Pairing: Zayn/Liam
Rating: NC-17

Liam is drunk. He is completely wasted, sprawled out on their sofa with an arm thrown over his eyes. He is trying his best for his world to stop spinning so fast, even putting a leg on the ground like Louis told him once. But it’s not stopping. It’s spinning fast and hard, just as much as the ache in the middle of his chest. It’s like a hole, like his blood can’t be pumped hard enough into his veins because of it, because he feels empty and cold.

He should have said something before Zayn left earlier for his third date with that awful, horrible man he works with.

Well, to be honest, Liam has no idea how he is because he never met him but, he is sure he is the most selfish, arrogant asshole to walk on the face of the earth. Mostly because he stole Zayn away from him, mostly because he had enough balls to ask him out where Liam never found the courage to do so himself.

He watched by the window of the living room when he came to their flat to pick up Zayn earlier, how he reached for Zayn’s hand, pulling him closer for a kiss on his friend’s stubbly cheek. He remembers how he felt like his heart has been ripped from his chest and thrown to the ground. Like Zayn had stepped on it with the heels of his combat boots.

He picked up the bottle of Jack Daniel’s not long after Zayn’s departure and he’s been drinking since then, trying hard not to let himself cry, trying hard to drown his sorrow in the bitterness of the whiskey going down his throat. Zayn probably won’t come back anyway, he will spend the night with him because everybody knows what happens on the third date.

But no, Zayn comes back a few hours later.

Liam can hear the sound of a key unlocking the front door, of Zayn being extra careful to be quiet not to wake Liam up. He hears the sound of his leather jacket being unzipped, then his combat boots being removed. Liam can see his shadow moving in the space between the front door and the living room area and then Zayn turns around and sees him because he speaks his name, softly. Like he always does, with that wonderful way he has to stretch the vowels beautifully.


He stays silent, trying not to cry or let his feelings speak the language of alcohol.

“Liam, are you okay?”

And then, there is the soft, actually comforting sound of Zayn walking closer to him, his socked feet on the carpeted floor, his warm presence sitting on the armrest of the couch next to Liam’s head. His delicious, addicting smell of cologne mixed with expensive cigarette smoke. It almost feels like coming home. Except from the fact Liam’s heart feel broken in millions of little pieces.

“Go ‘way.”

“Babe, are you drunk? What happened?”

Liam sighs, because Zayn really sounds concerned. Like he is worried about Liam and why is he so nice all the time? Liam is certain Zayn doesn’t care as much, or in the same way Liam does, though.  But with the way he runs his fingers through Liam’s short hair, delicately, with so much tenderness, it makes Liam’s heart squeeze with something that feels a lot like hope.

“You wouldn’t understand.”

“Li. You can tell me everything, you know that right?”

No. Not everything. But it feels so heavy on Liam’s chest tonight. All those feelings he is keeping inside, all those secrets, all those needs he can’t ever let himself feel or fulfill. Maybe it’s the alcohol. Maybe it’s only Liam who finally found a bit of bravery in all the love he feels for his best friend. Maybe he just says fuck it, why not? I have nothing to lose? Except maybe the man of his dreams…

“You don’t understand what you do to me when you hold his hand.”

Zayn’s hand stills in Liam’s hair for a few painful seconds before it starts again, with more purpose. Scratching at his scalp and Liam would absolutely love it if it wasn’t for the fact he is pretty much in the middle of confessing his undying love for Zayn.

“I won’t see him again, Liam. What’s the point when I couldn’t help but think about someone else?”

Someone else? And when Liam thought his heart was completely broken, he felt it hurt all over again. Could Zayn ever be his or he was cursed to watched him walk away from him with other people every single time he is near to tell him how much he needs him, loves him? They are meant to be. Liam knows it, he can feel it deep down in his chest every time their eyes meet. They are meant to be and he won’t let faith twist whatever there is between Zayn and him.

Liam tries his best to sit up, to face Zayn but the world is spinning again. Everything is spinning except for Zayn, like a peaceful island in the middle of a stormy sea. He grabs Zayn’s face, holding his head between his palms and runs the pad of his thumb softly on Zayn’s cheeks. He can feel the way they are stained with blush more than he can actually see it in the darkness of the room.

“Why someone else? Can’t you see how bad I wan’ you Zaynie? That it drives me insane to see you look at anyone that isn’t me? Y’know I want to be the one who holds you when you sleep? It keeps me awake at night sometimes. That you’re in the room right next to mine and that I can’t hold you? I just want it to be you and I forever.”


Here. His name again. Spoken with such softness and love. It’s the best and worst feeling Liam ever felt. He is addicted to that voice, that accent. The way Zayn sometimes licks at his lips right after, like he is tasting Liam’s name on his tongue. Like he is enjoying it. It sounds a bit thicker this time, a bit like Zayn is fighting tears and no. No, Liam doesn’t want Zayn to cry. He is already miserable enough, he doesn’t want to make Zayn sad too.

He feels Zayn’s hands resting on top of his own, holding them in place around Zayn’s face. Liam can feel a bit of wetness on his fingertips. A bit of cold too from where Zayn’s hands are still a bit frozen from his walk back home.

“Liam. You are that someone else. All through those stupid dates, all I could think about was you. How funnier you are, cuter, just… Better! How you would have held that door for me when he closed it to my face more than once. How you would have lent me your jacket instead of complaining about me getting cold. How you genuinely listen to me when I talk. How your kisses on my cheeks feels ten times better and how warmer and softer your hands are. I should have said no to that first date. Because he is not you. That’s you I want Liam. I’m sorry I made you so sad. I never thought you were feeling the same. I’m sorry.”

Liam doesn’t remember who moved first, but their lips are against each other. It tastes of salty tears and honey sweet whiskey. It tastes like finally, like all of those pieces of his heart getting glued back together, one by one, with each kiss.

“I’m sorry I got drunk,” Liam mumbles against Zayn’s lips, not ready yet to let him go after wanting him for so long, “because I feel soooo sleepy now. But I wanna keep kissing ya.”

Zayn giggles a bit, not pulling away either, “S’okay babe. We can go to bed. You could hold me in my sleep like you said.”

“But I want to make love t’you.”

Zayn laughs fully at that, Liam loves the way it taste even better than it sounds. He feels those cheeks getting warmer again under his fingertips. Those words made Zayn blush, or maybe he is turned on by Liam but either way, it makes Liam loves him a bit more, if such thing is possible.

It’s Zayn who pulls away, standing up and holding a hand for Liam to stand up as well. He whines as soon as he can’t feel Zayn’s warmth on his own skin. It returns quickly enough because Liam isn’t quite steady on his feet, blame it on his old friend Jack. Zayn’s arm wraps around his waist quickly, fingers slipping under the thick material of Liam’s hoodie to meet skin and raise goosebumps in it’s wake.

Liam leans in for another kiss, almost missing Zayn’s mouth but happily, not his smile.

“Come on baby, let’s get you to bed.”

“Will you join me?” Liam asks, his own drunken smile feeling almost permanent on his face.

“‘’Course. I’ve been promise some sex after all.”

The last thing Liam remembers before falling face first in his bed, is the bright smile on Zayn’s face after those words and one last kiss being pressed to his mouth. Of course, said sex happens only the next day, because Liam is too drunk to do anything else then fall asleep and drool all over his pillow.  But he does it with a warm body pressed all over his own.

The next morning, after Zayn wakes Liam up with kisses down his chest, and lips around his hardening cock. After a tall glass of water and one greasy breakfast to help chase the hangover away. After lazy kisses shared in the kitchen, then in the shower and finally in bed. It happens, more than once and it’s even more mind blowing than any dreams Liam ever had.

anonymous asked:

Hello Sasha! What are your thoughts on Perrie and Louis' relationship? I am not in fandom for that long so I really don't know about their/1D's and Little Mix' relation. And I saw some 1D fans on tumblr talking about Louis and Perrie's friendship which sounds weird to me 'couse that sounds like 1DHQ's behinde theme or somthing, I don't know, uh, help me clear my confusion, you beautiful <3

Thanks nonnie. Imo, there is no relationship. It hasn’t even been a thing in an eon. That taxi pic has just got Pavlov’s dogs salivating. It’s embarrassing how gullible people are.

Back in the day, pre Zerrie fauxmance, Perrie said Louis was her fave member of 1D. Fast forward a bit and they told some bogus story about Perrie cleaning Louis’ house after a party. I say bogus because it sounds very sexist (which is 1DHQ’s m/o) with the little woman being a good girl and cleaning up after the men folk. Blergh. Also once Louis made eye contact with her while they spoke on a plane, which someone conveniently got a picture of. That’s pretty much the extent of their relationship.

If you wanna know how Louis really feels about Perrie, here you go:

Not to imply Perrie is a terrible person–frankly I dunno. But bros before hoes and all that. Zayn said she don’t give a fuck so I’d assume Zayn’s bestie didn’t give a fuck right back.  

be my valentine - drabble

just a teeny tiny valentine’s day drabble i wrote

“Remember when I gave you a rose on stage and you kissed it instead of me?”

Zayn smiled into Niall’s hair where his head was resting on Zayn’s chest. “I do.”

“That was unfair though, y'have no idea how much I wanted to kiss ya after that.”

“Pretty sure you showed me exactly how much the moment we left the stage, Ni.”

Niall chuckled and pressed his lips to Zayn’s collarbone. “I did, yeh.”

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I just find it weird how quick people are to instantaneously switch up their answers now. Although Zayn's story hasn't been consistent since March, people still take EVERYTHING he 'says' as gospel. Now, the excuse is suddenly, "I didn't feel I belonged EVER, I was just there for the fans." Which, doesn't that kinda put a guilt trip on us as a fandom? That we shouldn't have "pressured Zayn to fo done thing he hated for FIVE, long years?" Hardcore Z stans have no issue stroking the flames either..

It feels a bit unrealistic to think Z really felt THAT out of place for THAT long. I just don’t see how someone could spend five, long years of their life on something they didn’t even remotely enjoy or feel convicted about. But now he’s out here saying he was (essentially) mentally detached from everything from the start? Why can’t I buy that? You don’t face that kind of chemistry on stage. You don’t put up THAT GOOD a facade, that you can pretty much trick the world for five years.

Couldn’t have said it better myself.