Liam Payne had what seemed to be the perfect life. When his parents split up and he is forced to move away with his mom to London, he runs into people who surprise him. Meeting Niall Horan was the best thing that ever happened to him. He never thought he would fall in love with Niall, the deaf kid


12. Drunk



Liam is BOLD

Niall is ITALLIC

-Louis’ POV-

“Looooooouuuuuuiiiiiiiissssssss” A deep husky voice whispers in my ear. I shiver at the feeling of his hot breath on my cool shoulder. I pull the blankets up farther and burrow my face in my pillow. I hear the voice chuckle, I smile at the sound of Harry’s laugh. I will never get over his laugh, it’s so beautiful. I feel the blanket that I had just cuddled into be pulled off of me. I whine at the sudden chill I get from no longer having the warm blanket.

“Get up beautiful, we have to catch our flight baby” Harry says. I open my eyes and sit up with a yawn. I had forgotten about our trip… how could I do that? I am the one who planned this! I smiled and got out of bed.

“Thank you for remembering babe, I was really tired I guess” I say sheepishly. I mentally slap myself for being so forgetful. Harry chuckles and nods walking out of my room to the kitchen. I stretched and went to my dresser to grab a pair of sweats. I quickly tugged off my pajama bottom and shrugged on my clean sweats. Once I was dressed I walked out to the kitchen to find Harry sitting at the kitchen table eating a plate of eggs with bacon. I smirked and walked up behind him, I kissed his neck and reached around him. He was distracted by my kiss while I reached around his large torso and snatched up his last piece of bacon. I removed my lips from his neck and took a bite of the bacon. Harry looked down to see the missing piece of bacon.

“Hey! I made you some too!” He playfully whined. I smiled and flicked his nose lightly, he scrunched up his nose in the adorable way I love. I laughed and walked over to the stove, he was telling the truth there was a large clump of yellow eggs in the pan. On a paper town on the counter were three pieces of bacon as well. I grabbed a plate from the cabinet and went to work at setting up my plate. When I had dumped all the eggs and bacon on my plate, I walked over to the table my Hazza was at and sat down beside him. I picked up my fork and dug into my pile of eggs. I was in mid bite when I felt a needy hand rub up my thigh. I looked over at Harry with a smirk, he was pretending like he wasn’t paying attention to me. I licked my lips and set my fork down lightly. Harry was still looking away trying to hide his smile. I reached over Harry’s arm on my thigh and grabbed his, he jumped at the sudden contact and looked over at me. Only I didn’t just stop at his thigh, I ran my hand up higher going closer and closer to his manhood. I heard Harry’s breathe hitch and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I smiled and released his upper thigh right before I touched his crotch. He turned and looked at me with a smirk.

“You tease” He snickered. I grinned and got up to put my plate in the dishwasher. I could feel his eyes on my ass as I walked away. I rolled my eyes and went to my room to grab my luggage. I grabbed my red and white striped suit case and rolled it out to the front of the room. Harry was standing in the doorway putting on his coat. His large suitcase sitting beside him ready to go. I flicked off the light in the hallway and rolled my bag to the front door.

“You ready babe?” I ask opening the front door feeling the chilly London air. I really hope Hawaii is warmer… I heard it will be hot there, I hope I’m right.

“Born ready” Harry smirks with a wink. I laugh and grab his arm tugging him out to the car. I open the trunk of my car and throw our luggage inside closing the trunk and walking to get into the car. Harry slowly makes his way to the passenger side.

“Remind me again why you are insisting on taking your car instead of mine?” Harry murmurs while he buckles his seatbelt. I sigh and turn on the car hearing the familiar purr of my 1960’s blue Ford Mustang. She’s my baby, I love her.

“Because, my aunt is going to pick up Eleanor from the car park at the airport tomorrow night, and she feels more comfortable driving mine rather than yours. Plus I haven’t driven El in a while. I say with a smile running my hands along her steering wheel feeling the familiar feel of her leather.

“Would you stop calling your car Eleanor? That’s not normal.” Harry interjects. I throw my hand over my heart faking shock.

“Don’t insult my baby! I’m sorry El, he didn’t mean it. He doesn’t understand our love baby!” I say rubbing the dashboard talking to my car. Harry rolls his eyes and throws his hands in the air.

“Alright, fine. Since you seem to be more in love with your car I think I will just leave you two alone then” He says reaching for the door, I reach over quickly and grab his hand. I intertwine our fingers causing him to snap his head back up and look at me with a smirk.

“Not so fast, you’re going to ruin her leather” I smirk with a slight chuckle. Harry rolls his eyes and leans forward crashing his lips onto mine. I close my eyes and move our lips in sync, Harry runs his tongue across my bottom lip. I keep my lips tightly pressed together not allowing him access. I smirk and pull back out of the kiss.

“Save that for Hawaii babe” I wink throwing the car in reverse and pulling out of my driveway. I can tell this trip is going to be one to tell the grandkids.



-Zayn’s POV- (Surprised? Yea, me too)

I’ve known this was coming for a while. I wasn’t that surprised when my dad walked into my room, without knocking I really need to talk to my dad about that, and starting the dreaded conversation I was oh so hoping would never come. Sarah and I broke up last week, I caught her cheating on me with the gym teacher. I had a feeling she was cheating on me, I just didn’t think I would find out by walking in on them making out half naked. I shook my head trying to get the image of her out of my mind. I was taking the break up a little hard, I thought she would be the one. Oh well, other fish in the sea right? I sighed and rolled my eyes over to my dad standing in the doorway. He had his hands in his pockets looking down at the ground.

“What do you want dad?” I asked trying to stay calm, I can lose my temper very easily and I don’t think right now would be the best thing for this situation. I sighed and eyed my dad up and down waiting for him to answer. He bit his lip showing me how nervous he is, I felt slightly bad that he thought I was going to get mad or freak out at what he is going to tell me. It’s not like I don’t know what he is going to say. I have just been waiting for him to come in here and share the ‘good news’

“Well, Zayn as you know I have been dating Karen for the past year and a half now. And she has been staying with us every now and then. Well… I really do love her. As you know no one will ever replace your mother, may she rest in peace. But I do love Karen, and I asked her to marry me. She said yes.” My father says trying to stay calm, I can see he is still really nervous. I sigh and nod slowly, I don’t really know what I should say right now. My dad bites his bottom lip and looks back at his shoes.

“So, we are moving Zayn. We are going to be moving into her new house. I know we have a nicer house, but she just bought her house and doesn’t want to move at the moment. We are talking about buying a house together somewhere in the-”

“Wait!? We’re moving?” I cut him off jumping up from my bed and glaring back at him. He jumps at my sudden movement. He stutters out a couple of ‘uhs’ and ‘ums’ but doesn’t say much else. I cross my arms over my chest and glare harder at my dad. I knew he was going to ask Karen to marry him, but I had no idea he was going to force me to move in.

“We can’t move! I don’t even know her. Plus I think her son hates me!” I argue, my dad sighs and frowns. He looks straight at me and rolls his shoulder back.

“I’m sorry Zayn, but we are moving next weekend. There is nothing you can say or do to change my mind. Liam is a good boy, I don’t think he doesn’t like you. True I have never met him, but Karen speaks well of him. He sounds like a very nice boy, I’m sure you two can work out your differences and move on.” He says sounding like a parent. I groan and turn around to jump onto my bed. If he wants me to move, then he is going to have to force me. I am not packing, I’m staying here. I hate that Liam Payne. He was protecting that idiot Niall, no one talks to that loser. It’s like Liam is looking for a reason for everyone to hate him. You don’t talk to Niall, it’s that easy. Niall is a loser, and plus he’s deaf. Liam and he couldn’t possibly have a conversation together, I don’t even understand how he talks to him.

“I expect to see you starting to pack up your room tomorrow. If not then I will ask the maid to.” My dad says turning around to leave. I groan and roll over onto my face. I really don’t want to deal with this. I hear my dad close my door so I turn back over and think of what homework I won’t be doing tonight. I hardly ever do my homework. I have a week off, what should I do on my week off? I sigh and think about how I don’t even have a girlfriend now.  I better go girl hunting tonight. I reach over onto the night stand and grab my phone. I flip through my contacts looking for one of my friends. I fall on the name I was looking for. Oliver, he is my best friend, we have been friends since we were born. I don’t know what I would do without the lad. I open up a new text and start typing my text to Oliver.

Zayn: Hey Oliver, want to go to the Top Cat tonight?

The Top Cat is the local bar around here. They haven’t got a very smart bouncer at the front door, he usually falls asleep by 11. I wait to feel the familiar buzz of my phone. I feel the buzz a couple seconds later and smile when I see Oliver answered.

Oliver: Sounds like a plan. Meet you there?

Zayn: Okay, I’ll be there at 11.

I look over at my nightstand and see that it’s 10. I curse and jump up to get ready. I take a quick shower, I rush to put on some clothes. I pick out a pair of blue jeans, a grey V-neck, and a black and white letter man jacket with the letter A on the right breast. I style my hair up into its usual quiff. I smirk at myself in the mirror and get ready to sneak out. I open my door slowly trying to avoid the annoying creek it makes. I tip-toe down to the stairs and listen for my dad. I can hear quiet murmuring coming from somewhere in the living room. I curse under my breath and think of a plan. I slowly walk down the stairs jumping over the ones I know creek. I press my back against the wall peeking around slowly. I can see my dad sitting on the couch with Karen, they are cuddling watching some chick flick. I roll my eyes and slowly walk to the kitchen. I walk to the back door opening the door while holding the blinds so they don’t knock against the glass. I slip out of the door and close it slowly. I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath until I got outside and released it into the cold London air.  I walked down the dark street quietly, I knew better than to take my car. Not only would my dad hear it when I started it, but if he woke up and it wasn’t there he would know I left. I walked down the sidewalk and turned down the street towards the Top Cat bar. I spotted Oliver not far ahead of me, he must have walked too. I ran to catch up with him.

“Oi! Oliver!” I shout when I’m closer to him. He stops dead in his tracks and turns around with a look of fear. When his eyes focus and see it’s me the fear disappears immediately. His frown turns into a large smile.

“Hey buddy! Ready to get some tonight?” He asks with a wink. I laugh and we continue the short walk to the Top Cat bar.

“What’s up with you mate? Haven’t talked with you in a while. How are things with you and Sarah?” He asks, I guess it has been a while since we’ve talked. I sigh and look forward.

“We broke up. Which is why I wanted to come here” I explain getting into the short line in front of the small building. The line lead into the building, a man with short brown hair was sleeping in a chair in front. He was supposed to be the bouncer who stops people like Oliver and I from getting in. Everyone filed into the building trying to not wake up the man. I don’t think he will wake up though. Once we are inside Oliver pulls me over to the bar. The bar tender eyed Oliver and I up and down but shrugged, he obviously isn’t hip to the sleeping bouncer outside. Oliver orders up two beers for us. The bar tender pulls then out and pops off the top. I bring the bottle up to my lips. I lean the bottle slightly allowing the cool amber liquid to roll down my throat. The familiar burn of the alcohol wakes me up.

“Alright Oliver. I think I’m ready to fuck some bitched” I smirk, I feel a little fuzzy from downing that beer. I shrug it off and look around the bar. I spot a girl with dark hair with blonde in it. I smirk and make my way over towards her. She is talking with another girl who has bleach blonde hair. They both turn when I approach. The girl with bleach blonde hair smiles at me, well she more like grimaces she looks beyond wasted right now. I smile politely back at her but make eye contact with the first girl I saw. I smile at her and she blushes. I can see she isn’t that wasted.

“Hello there, Love I’m Zayn” I purr close to her ear. The music is pretty load, I don’t want to be screaming at her over the music. She shivers from my closeness and I smirk.

“H-hi, I’m Giulia” She stutters. I chuckle and bite my lip.

“Can I buy you a drink beautiful?” I ask flashing her my signature smolder. I can see her shudder at my presence.

“Sure” She says looking over at her friend then back to me. Her friend nods and Giulia smiles and walks towards the bar. I follow her and sit down at one of the bar stools. I order up two more beers and hand one to Giulia

“How are you this evening Love?” I ask trying to strike up a conversation. She smiles up at me.

“I’m great. Came here to have some fun with my friends and end up meeting a hot guy. Not much to complain about” She laughs. I find myself laughing too. I can’t remember the last time a girl made me laugh. Sarah never made me laugh, she never made me happy much actually. I forced the thoughts of her out of my mind I wanted to focus on Giulia right now. I may actually like her a lot more than just some hook up. We ended up talking for the next 3 hours. We were the last people at the bar and were kicked out. I walked her home, she didn’t live that far from me. I found out she goes to the prep school down the road from my public school. She was a junior like me. We had a lot in common it was surprising. I gave her my number and she texted me so I would have hers. When we got to her house I kissed her on her front porch, it was actually really nice. I guess this is the start of something new. I went home and snuck in as quietly as I could since it was 3 in the morning. I crawled up to my room and instantly fell asleep. I didn’t even have time to think about how I needed to pack up my room and move, all I could think about was Giulia and how amazing she was. I fell asleep with a smile growing on my lips.

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