Liam: This one girl, she grew a three-foot beard.
Niall: Hahahah what the hell?!
Liam: I don’t know how… I don’t know why… but it happened.
Niall: Just shut up. x
But the sun comes up instead
AU in which Zayn Malik, charming and confident fraternity vice-president, meets shy but achingly endearing high schooler Liam Payne at a kegger and everything just goes straight to hell.
"All right," Liam says, meekly now. Even despite the one night stand and the awkward morning Liam still has this buoyant little smile when he meets Zayn’s eyes, something that fights against the idea that this might be the last they see of each other. "I’ll see you around, I guess?" Nothing has sounded more hopeful.
Feeling like he’s lost his damn mind, Zayn snatches a dry erase marker from the white board on the fridge, takes a hold of Liam’s wrist and pushes his sleeve up his forearm. “This is my number,” Zayn says, writing it large on Liam’s skin before he has a chance to second-guess himself. “If you’re bored, give me a shout, okay?”
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