Say It Out Loud (12/12)
Pairing: Liam/Zayn
Word Count: this chapter, 3396
Rating: NC17
based off this prompt
note; ok so this is the end *sobs* i just want to thank anyone who reads this, it means a lot and i wont ramble anymore, so enjoy.
also! the song mentioned in this chapter, i like to imagine it is this
♥
“Zayn?”
Liam’s world had stopped the moment he said Zayn’s name. Everything was on an unstable balance and he thought he might just vomit.
So did Zayn by the look on his face. Liam is watching him more carefully than he ever thought he had in his whole life. He was basically touching noses with Zayn, watching him for any sign of recognition. Zayn usually is almost impossible to read but now his face is pale, his eyes are wide and his lips are parted in a small o shape.
He started shaking, first his knees; jiggling so hard that they were knocking into Liam’s and making the whole bed shake slightly. Then his arms and hands, Liam could feel his fingers trembling in his hands.
He stares at Liam for what feels like hours.
He licks his lips.
A soft hum, what could be interpreted as a hello of sorts leaves Zayn’s mouth. It was quiet; the doctor must not have heard it because he didn’t react.
But Liam heard it.
Zayn’s eyes are filled with tears and he looks scared but happy at the same time. He looks how Liam feels.
“Can you hear me?” Liam asks, his voice coming out as a nervous whisper. His mouth is too dry to form louder words.
Slowly, Zayn nods his head. Liam laughs, so happy that he wants to run around the run dancing and screaming.
Zayn starts nodding his head faster, realisation setting in. He just heard Liam for the first time, Liam’s laugh.
His smile grows and he wants to laugh himself but is too afraid to hear it, everything is hitting him now, his senses are going crazy.
He can hear.
Everything is new, he feels like he has been born again almost. Given another chance.
He is so torn with emotion, he is scared and confused but ecstatic and excited. His eyes spill over with tears and Liam catches them with his fingers. Liam is beaming, he doesn’t remember ever feeling this happy, and he is crying himself.
Afraid to startle Zayn, the doctor speaks quietly and slowly, tells him that he is going to get the speech therapist to come down as soon as possible. The doctor leaves them then, smiling fondly at the two boys who are just grinning wildly at each other.
Liam reaches over and kisses Zayn gently and hears a small noise in Zayn’s throat. It makes him smile, he has heard them before but now Zayn can hear them too. They smile against each other’s lips.
‘Say my name again’ Zayn signs, a little blush forming on his cheeks.
Liam grins into his hand and looks straight at Zayn, saying his name stronger now, in his full voice.
Zayn jumps. This is so new to him, he is surprised he has not had a fully-fledged panic attack right now. Something about Liam’s voice though; it makes him feel safe.
Liam does not want to overwhelm him so chooses to sign his next question.
‘Do I sound like you imagined?’
Zayn looks thoughtful for a moment and can’t help but jump when he hears a soft crash somewhere outside the door.
‘I never really imagined your voice to be honest, but I like it’ he smiles and Liam’s heart does a giddy cartwheel in his chest.
‘I can’t wait until your parents find out’ Liam signs which makes Zayn beam. He hadn’t told them in fear that it wouldn’t work.
The door opens and the doctor walks in joined by what Liam assumes is the speech therapist.
‘Hello, I am Liz your new speech therapist’ she introduces herself to Zayn with a wide smile.
Liam is asked to leave the room whilst she works with him. He is almost beside himself dialling Louis’ phone whom he had agreed to call straight away.
Louis is with Harry and Niall in Harry’s house and the noise of them on the other line makes Liam hold the phone away from his ear.
“It worked” is all he says and he holds the phone even further away when an ear-splitting eruption of excited shouts comes across the line.
“I’m so happy” Louis says in a thick voice and Liam realises with a jolt that the eldest boy is crying.
Harry and Niall are cheering loudly in the background and Liam can hear Niall strumming violently on his guitar, both chanting something Liam can’t make out.
“It was great, it really was! You should have seen his face” Liam gushes and has to turn his face into his elbow to save any passers-by from seeing his face splitting smile.
“Tell him we send our love and that we are proud of him, I have to go separate these two fools from the curtains”
Liam laughs, not wanting to know what happened and hangs up the phone.
He paces the floor outside the room until Liz steps out with a nod towards Liam before heading off. Liam re-enters the room where Zayn is getting ready to leave.
‘I have to see her every second day for two weeks, she is going to help me adjust and teach me how to talk properly’ Zayn informs him and although they are both impatient for it to just be over with, they can’t help but grin and kiss each other.
~~
After a week Zayn has already managed to call them all foul names numerous times and Niall swears he is not to blame.
“Who else would tell him how to call us all a shower of cunts?” Liam looks over his bowl of cereal at the guilty looking Niall.
“I suppose I’ve been caught then” Niall sighs and returns to his food, looking more proud of himself than guilty.
Zayn appears in Niall’s kitchen with a bedhead that Liam can’t help but find adorable.
“Good morning” he says and Liam nearly cries into his now empty bowl. Every time Zayn speaks it is like a stab of happiness to the heart.
Niall grumbles in response and makes vomiting motions when Liam stands up to kiss Zayn.
‘I will be late for my appointment’ Zayn signs when Liam kisses him with extra might.
“Fine, off you go then” Liam says and pats Zayn’s arse before he runs upstairs for a shower.
“This is all mad” Niall says, looking at the spot Zayn was just standing in.
“Yep”
“It’s amazing how well he is adjusting to this, I would probably be going crazy with all the sounds. I can’t wait until he hears me play guitar for him”
Zayn has yet to listen to music of any form, still unused to loud noises, Liam wants him to be completely used to the change before letting him hear what he has been craving for years. Niall is looking contemplative and Liam sniggers when he thinks of a good response.
“I can’t wait ‘til he hears my sex noises”
Niall chokes on his orange juice and quickly exits the room, giving Liam the finger on his way out.
~~
“What are we doing here exactly” Harry shouts at Liam from across the hut in Liam’s parents’ garden. They only use it for when there is a party at the house or people want to smoke outside. Liam sometimes uses it to sing and write songs in, he finds that music sounds best in here.
“Inside voice Haz” Louis says when they all wince at how loud Harry’s voice is in the acoustic area.
“We are introducing Zayn to music for the first time” Liam tells the blushing Harry patiently.
It has been almost four weeks since Zayn had his implant activated and he has adjusted incredibly since then. He can speak now with confidence and is no longer frightened by loud sounds. He has been dying to listen to music but was told he couldn’t until the four week mark. Liam plans to make the experience a memorable one.
“Why here?” Louis asks.
“I think this is where music sounds best, it echoes nicely in here” Liam explains.
“Ok, but where is your iPod and speakers?” Louis asks again.
Liam smirks and hears a knock on the door before Niall strolls in with his guitar in hand.
“We are providing the music” Liam explains, nodding towards the guitar.
“You mean we are all going to sing?”
“You don’t have to”
Louis and Harry look at each other, both wondering whether it is a good idea or not.
“Well what are we singing?” Harry asks after they both shrug in agreement.
Liam tells him the name song and sings it for them, along with Niall’s guitar so they all know how it goes.
After an hour of practice, Liam is confident and sends Zayn a quick text inviting him over.
It doesn’t take long for Zayn to arrive and he knocks at Liam’s front door. Thankfully Niall was in the kitchen raiding the fridge and was there to let him in.
“I didn’t know you were here too” Zayn smiles at the younger boy who has jam stains on the side of his mouth.
“We are all in the hut” Niall tells him and resumes his raid whilst Zayn makes his way out to the others.
Everyone greets Zayn warmly when he walks into the hut which he inspects having never been in it before. It is a small circular shape and the wooden walls give the place a warm feel and the large cushions all over the floor make it even warmer.
“What’s going on?” He asks.
Nobody really answers him, they all just mumble incoherently until his suspicions come to a front.
“Liam” he says in a warning tone to his too innocent looking boyfriend.
Liam wants to wait until Niall returns before telling him but Zayn has one eyebrow raised and that is never a good sign.
“Well it has been four weeks now and we think it is time you heard a little music” Liam tells him and watches as Zayn’s features soften and his eyes become alight with excitement.
Niall finally walks in having stuffed himself enough and picks up his guitar, waiting for the go ahead from Liam.
The four of them sit across from Zayn whose eyes widen when he realises they are the ones providing the music and not some form of technology.
It will be his first time hearing music and also Liam sing. Two things he has been craving put into one and he feels a lump rise in his throat already.
Niall starts plucking softly at the strings of his guitar when Liam gives him a small nod. Liam breathes in nervously and looks at Zayn when he opens his mouth to sing. He looks so hopeful and excited that Liam’s voice sticks in his throat. He has to wait until Niall replays the chords and he finally finds his voice, softly singing the first verse of the song he had picked.
For the chorus Louis, Harry and Niall join in with surprisingly nice harmonies, Harry managing to keep quiet as he sang. Liam closes his eyes and loses himself in the song, opening his eyes every now and again to steal a glance toward Zayn.
Zayn is mesmerised. He is staring at the four of them in complete awe. Liam’s voice sends shivers down his spine and when the others join in with their harmonies he feels the goose bumps rise rapidly on his skin.
When Liam ends the song with a long high note everyone sucks in an anxious breath waiting for Zayn is react.
His reaction has them all jumping up wildly with worry. He bursts out crying, heart wrenching sobs echoing around the hut as he buries his face in his hands.
“Are you ok oh my god we must have been terrible!” Louis rambles, rubbing small circles across Zayn’s back.
“This is the worst reaction to my voice I have ever had” Harry roars, throwing his arms up in the air, looking aghast.
“No, no you weren’t terrible” Zayn manages to get out, wiping his eyes with his palms and looking up at them with a watery expression.
“It was the best thing I have ever heard” He says, looking only at Liam.
“Thank fuck for that” Niall breathes out a sigh of relief and Harry relaxes with a roll of his eyes.
Liam smiles shyly under Zayn’s gaze.
His heart lurches when Zayn responds with a smile that Liam can only describe as filthy.
~~
That’s another thing Liam had been resisting. Sex was off the cards until Zayn was ready. Not that that was Zayn’s choice. But Liam had been so used to being as loud as he wanted when they were in bed together that he was afraid to startle Zayn until he knew the time was right.
Zayn seems to be impatient and frustrated on Liam’s couch when the three others had decided to call it a night. He was straddling Liam as they lay down watching some boring film and kissing his neck hungrily.
“Zayn”
Zayn ignores him and moves down to Liam’s collarbone, biting it softly and making a groan rise in Liam’s throat.
“Zayn!”
“Urgh what is it?” Zayn finally raises his head and looks down at Liam with a scornful expression.
“Are you sure-“
“Listen, you were the one who decided we were not allowed have sex for some reason, not me”
Liam shuffles awkwardly in the couch, slightly intimidated by Zayn’s sudden anger. Zayn notices this and softens, sitting up now on his heels.
“I am sure I want to do this. Today was the greatest day of my life to be honest and I want to end it with a bang”
He cocks an eyebrow then and licks his lips tantalisingly slowly. “Literally”
That does it for Liam, he grips Zayn’s hips and flips them around on the couch so he is pressed in between Zayn’s legs and kisses him hard. It’s messy and desperate, Liam can’t really believe how they lasted this long and tries to make up for it with his lips.
“Upstairs, now” Liam breathes out and thanks the heavens that his parents and Sam are at his grandmothers.
He hoists a breathless Zayn off the couch and uses all his arm strength to lift him and carry him up the stairs. Zayn can’t help but giggle, especially when Liam stumbles on one of the stairs, knocking Zayn’s head against a picture frame.
“Shit sorry” Liam huffs out and carefully continues his ascent.
They finally make it to Liam’s old room and he plonks Zayn down on the bed which to his embarrassment has Toy Story covers on.
“Nice” Zayn mutters, smiling at Liam’s bed sheets and laughing at the blush spreading across Liam’s face.
“Shut up” Liam mutters when he starts kissing Zayn’s neck and achieves just that. Zayn groans softly and starts to tug Liam’s t-shirt off. Liam obliges and makes sure Zayn returns the favour, also making quick work of Zayn’s annoyingly tight jeans.
Liam feels Zayn’s hips rolling up to meet his and he fights back another groan at the friction. He definitely needs to lose the jeans before they become difficult to shuck off. Soon the two of them are lying beside each other in their underwear, alternating between soft kisses and passionate ones.
“You’re being oddly quiet” Zayn mutters when he presses soft kisses down Liam’s chest.
“How do you know that I was not always quiet?” Liam asks, trying not to gasp when Zayn nibbles on his hipbone
“I could feel it, right here” Zayn tells him, licking his chest with a dirty smile.
“Oh” comes Liam’s short response because he quickly shuts his mouth when Zayn rids him of his boxers.
“Also, I thought we should change things up tonight” Zayn says against Liam’s lips and his dark eyes glint dangerously.
“Mmm?” Liam is curious.
His question is answered when Zayn pins his arms above his head and hoists a leg over Liam’s body so he is leaning over him.
“Oh” Liam parrots and bites his lip when Zayn grins at him and rocks his hips.
“I don’t have any condoms” Liam breathes out when Zayn takes his own underwear off.
“Do we really need one, I mean I trust you” Zayn admits and Liam smiles in agreement before dragging him back down for a kiss.
It doesn’t take long for Zayn to prepare Liam and it certainly doesn’t take long before their harsh breaths are filling the air and Liam is practically begging Zayn for it.
“You sound s-so good” Zayn stutters as he positions himself and Liam gulps, attempting a smile which is cut off when Zayn mercilessly pushes into him.
Zayn’s jaw drops and his eyes widen; Liam can feel the bed sheets twist under his grip on either side of Liam’s head. Liam tries to stay as quiet as possible but he finds it difficult when Zayn’s sudden dominance makes an appearance. He throws Liam’s leg up over his shoulder and slaps his hand away when Liam tries to relieve himself.
“Stop” Zayn growls and Liam lets out a low moan at the fierce look in his eyes. At that, Zayn is only encouraged and grabs Liam’s hips, shifting the angle slightly to hit his spot perfectly.
Liam arches off the bed with a cry and fists his hands in Zayn’s hair. He can hear Zayn grunting but can only truly focus on how good it feels, he lets go and lets Zayn fuck him until he is a shouting, sweaty mess.
“Fuck!” Zayn shouts when he thrusts particularly hard feeling Liam clench around him and comes, pressing his forehead into Liam’s glistening collarbone. Soon Liam himself is coming, without a hand to help.
“That was amazing” Zayn says when he finally catches his breath, nestled against Liam’s side.
“I have been missing out on your filthy noises all this time- you sounded like a pornstar” he jokes, poking Liam’s hip.
“How would you know what a pornstar sounds like?” Liam retorts in between heavy pants.
“Well, it is an expression but I am pretty sure you did” Zayn mumbles, shutting Liam up with a lazy kiss.
Liam smiles against his mouth and drags him under the covers, not quite done for the night.
~~
For their one year anniversary, Zayn’s birthday, Liam takes him to his first concert. It is nothing big or too loud, just a small piano recital. Zayn cries but Liam pretends he doesn’t see, just holds onto Zayn’s hand for dear life and smiles at him warmly when it is over.
That September, after much persuasion, Liam changes his course to music in college. Zayn attends every performance Liam makes and beams at him from the crowd each time.
That October, Harry hears Zayn sing for the first time. Yes he was in the shower but Harry bursts into the sitting room and drags them all listen outside the door. Harry swears he has the voice of an angel and insists they start a band. Louis shoots him down, claiming that Harry could be in a band by himself with his foghorn voice.
That November, Liam asks the four of them to accompany him in his midterm performance. Zayn is convinced he only asks him out of courtesy but does it anyway. The judges tell them their harmonies are something else and Liam never felt prouder of the five of them than in that moment.
That December, Sam is given the go ahead for her own Cochlear implant and the party they have that night is one none of them will be forgetting in a long time.
And the following summer, Sam hears for the first time, Harry and Louis finally kiss, Niall plays guitar for Sam every day and meets a girl of his own.
Liam and Zayn, well they move in together and continue being “disgustingly in love” as Niall puts it.
/
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Zayn asks, looking over at Liam who is just finishing writing a new song in his book.
Liam shrugs, having been lost in thought over everything. He raises a finger to his eye, then both hands across his chest and points at Zayn who returns the gesture with a soft smile.
END.
Word Count: this chapter, 3396
Rating: NC17
based off this prompt
note; ok so this is the end *sobs* i just want to thank anyone who reads this, it means a lot and i wont ramble anymore, so enjoy.
also! the song mentioned in this chapter, i like to imagine it is this
♥
“Zayn?”
Liam’s world had stopped the moment he said Zayn’s name. Everything was on an unstable balance and he thought he might just vomit.
So did Zayn by the look on his face. Liam is watching him more carefully than he ever thought he had in his whole life. He was basically touching noses with Zayn, watching him for any sign of recognition. Zayn usually is almost impossible to read but now his face is pale, his eyes are wide and his lips are parted in a small o shape.
He started shaking, first his knees; jiggling so hard that they were knocking into Liam’s and making the whole bed shake slightly. Then his arms and hands, Liam could feel his fingers trembling in his hands.
He stares at Liam for what feels like hours.
He licks his lips.
A soft hum, what could be interpreted as a hello of sorts leaves Zayn’s mouth. It was quiet; the doctor must not have heard it because he didn’t react.
But Liam heard it.
Zayn’s eyes are filled with tears and he looks scared but happy at the same time. He looks how Liam feels.
“Can you hear me?” Liam asks, his voice coming out as a nervous whisper. His mouth is too dry to form louder words.
Slowly, Zayn nods his head. Liam laughs, so happy that he wants to run around the run dancing and screaming.
Zayn starts nodding his head faster, realisation setting in. He just heard Liam for the first time, Liam’s laugh.
His smile grows and he wants to laugh himself but is too afraid to hear it, everything is hitting him now, his senses are going crazy.
He can hear.
Everything is new, he feels like he has been born again almost. Given another chance.
He is so torn with emotion, he is scared and confused but ecstatic and excited. His eyes spill over with tears and Liam catches them with his fingers. Liam is beaming, he doesn’t remember ever feeling this happy, and he is crying himself.
Afraid to startle Zayn, the doctor speaks quietly and slowly, tells him that he is going to get the speech therapist to come down as soon as possible. The doctor leaves them then, smiling fondly at the two boys who are just grinning wildly at each other.
Liam reaches over and kisses Zayn gently and hears a small noise in Zayn’s throat. It makes him smile, he has heard them before but now Zayn can hear them too. They smile against each other’s lips.
‘Say my name again’ Zayn signs, a little blush forming on his cheeks.
Liam grins into his hand and looks straight at Zayn, saying his name stronger now, in his full voice.
Zayn jumps. This is so new to him, he is surprised he has not had a fully-fledged panic attack right now. Something about Liam’s voice though; it makes him feel safe.
Liam does not want to overwhelm him so chooses to sign his next question.
‘Do I sound like you imagined?’
Zayn looks thoughtful for a moment and can’t help but jump when he hears a soft crash somewhere outside the door.
‘I never really imagined your voice to be honest, but I like it’ he smiles and Liam’s heart does a giddy cartwheel in his chest.
‘I can’t wait until your parents find out’ Liam signs which makes Zayn beam. He hadn’t told them in fear that it wouldn’t work.
The door opens and the doctor walks in joined by what Liam assumes is the speech therapist.
‘Hello, I am Liz your new speech therapist’ she introduces herself to Zayn with a wide smile.
Liam is asked to leave the room whilst she works with him. He is almost beside himself dialling Louis’ phone whom he had agreed to call straight away.
Louis is with Harry and Niall in Harry’s house and the noise of them on the other line makes Liam hold the phone away from his ear.
“It worked” is all he says and he holds the phone even further away when an ear-splitting eruption of excited shouts comes across the line.
“I’m so happy” Louis says in a thick voice and Liam realises with a jolt that the eldest boy is crying.
Harry and Niall are cheering loudly in the background and Liam can hear Niall strumming violently on his guitar, both chanting something Liam can’t make out.
“It was great, it really was! You should have seen his face” Liam gushes and has to turn his face into his elbow to save any passers-by from seeing his face splitting smile.
“Tell him we send our love and that we are proud of him, I have to go separate these two fools from the curtains”
Liam laughs, not wanting to know what happened and hangs up the phone.
He paces the floor outside the room until Liz steps out with a nod towards Liam before heading off. Liam re-enters the room where Zayn is getting ready to leave.
‘I have to see her every second day for two weeks, she is going to help me adjust and teach me how to talk properly’ Zayn informs him and although they are both impatient for it to just be over with, they can’t help but grin and kiss each other.
~~
After a week Zayn has already managed to call them all foul names numerous times and Niall swears he is not to blame.
“Who else would tell him how to call us all a shower of cunts?” Liam looks over his bowl of cereal at the guilty looking Niall.
“I suppose I’ve been caught then” Niall sighs and returns to his food, looking more proud of himself than guilty.
Zayn appears in Niall’s kitchen with a bedhead that Liam can’t help but find adorable.
“Good morning” he says and Liam nearly cries into his now empty bowl. Every time Zayn speaks it is like a stab of happiness to the heart.
Niall grumbles in response and makes vomiting motions when Liam stands up to kiss Zayn.
‘I will be late for my appointment’ Zayn signs when Liam kisses him with extra might.
“Fine, off you go then” Liam says and pats Zayn’s arse before he runs upstairs for a shower.
“This is all mad” Niall says, looking at the spot Zayn was just standing in.
“Yep”
“It’s amazing how well he is adjusting to this, I would probably be going crazy with all the sounds. I can’t wait until he hears me play guitar for him”
Zayn has yet to listen to music of any form, still unused to loud noises, Liam wants him to be completely used to the change before letting him hear what he has been craving for years. Niall is looking contemplative and Liam sniggers when he thinks of a good response.
“I can’t wait ‘til he hears my sex noises”
Niall chokes on his orange juice and quickly exits the room, giving Liam the finger on his way out.
~~
“What are we doing here exactly” Harry shouts at Liam from across the hut in Liam’s parents’ garden. They only use it for when there is a party at the house or people want to smoke outside. Liam sometimes uses it to sing and write songs in, he finds that music sounds best in here.
“Inside voice Haz” Louis says when they all wince at how loud Harry’s voice is in the acoustic area.
“We are introducing Zayn to music for the first time” Liam tells the blushing Harry patiently.
It has been almost four weeks since Zayn had his implant activated and he has adjusted incredibly since then. He can speak now with confidence and is no longer frightened by loud sounds. He has been dying to listen to music but was told he couldn’t until the four week mark. Liam plans to make the experience a memorable one.
“Why here?” Louis asks.
“I think this is where music sounds best, it echoes nicely in here” Liam explains.
“Ok, but where is your iPod and speakers?” Louis asks again.
Liam smirks and hears a knock on the door before Niall strolls in with his guitar in hand.
“We are providing the music” Liam explains, nodding towards the guitar.
“You mean we are all going to sing?”
“You don’t have to”
Louis and Harry look at each other, both wondering whether it is a good idea or not.
“Well what are we singing?” Harry asks after they both shrug in agreement.
Liam tells him the name song and sings it for them, along with Niall’s guitar so they all know how it goes.
After an hour of practice, Liam is confident and sends Zayn a quick text inviting him over.
It doesn’t take long for Zayn to arrive and he knocks at Liam’s front door. Thankfully Niall was in the kitchen raiding the fridge and was there to let him in.
“I didn’t know you were here too” Zayn smiles at the younger boy who has jam stains on the side of his mouth.
“We are all in the hut” Niall tells him and resumes his raid whilst Zayn makes his way out to the others.
Everyone greets Zayn warmly when he walks into the hut which he inspects having never been in it before. It is a small circular shape and the wooden walls give the place a warm feel and the large cushions all over the floor make it even warmer.
“What’s going on?” He asks.
Nobody really answers him, they all just mumble incoherently until his suspicions come to a front.
“Liam” he says in a warning tone to his too innocent looking boyfriend.
Liam wants to wait until Niall returns before telling him but Zayn has one eyebrow raised and that is never a good sign.
“Well it has been four weeks now and we think it is time you heard a little music” Liam tells him and watches as Zayn’s features soften and his eyes become alight with excitement.
Niall finally walks in having stuffed himself enough and picks up his guitar, waiting for the go ahead from Liam.
The four of them sit across from Zayn whose eyes widen when he realises they are the ones providing the music and not some form of technology.
It will be his first time hearing music and also Liam sing. Two things he has been craving put into one and he feels a lump rise in his throat already.
Niall starts plucking softly at the strings of his guitar when Liam gives him a small nod. Liam breathes in nervously and looks at Zayn when he opens his mouth to sing. He looks so hopeful and excited that Liam’s voice sticks in his throat. He has to wait until Niall replays the chords and he finally finds his voice, softly singing the first verse of the song he had picked.
For the chorus Louis, Harry and Niall join in with surprisingly nice harmonies, Harry managing to keep quiet as he sang. Liam closes his eyes and loses himself in the song, opening his eyes every now and again to steal a glance toward Zayn.
Zayn is mesmerised. He is staring at the four of them in complete awe. Liam’s voice sends shivers down his spine and when the others join in with their harmonies he feels the goose bumps rise rapidly on his skin.
When Liam ends the song with a long high note everyone sucks in an anxious breath waiting for Zayn is react.
His reaction has them all jumping up wildly with worry. He bursts out crying, heart wrenching sobs echoing around the hut as he buries his face in his hands.
“Are you ok oh my god we must have been terrible!” Louis rambles, rubbing small circles across Zayn’s back.
“This is the worst reaction to my voice I have ever had” Harry roars, throwing his arms up in the air, looking aghast.
“No, no you weren’t terrible” Zayn manages to get out, wiping his eyes with his palms and looking up at them with a watery expression.
“It was the best thing I have ever heard” He says, looking only at Liam.
“Thank fuck for that” Niall breathes out a sigh of relief and Harry relaxes with a roll of his eyes.
Liam smiles shyly under Zayn’s gaze.
His heart lurches when Zayn responds with a smile that Liam can only describe as filthy.
~~
That’s another thing Liam had been resisting. Sex was off the cards until Zayn was ready. Not that that was Zayn’s choice. But Liam had been so used to being as loud as he wanted when they were in bed together that he was afraid to startle Zayn until he knew the time was right.
Zayn seems to be impatient and frustrated on Liam’s couch when the three others had decided to call it a night. He was straddling Liam as they lay down watching some boring film and kissing his neck hungrily.
“Zayn”
Zayn ignores him and moves down to Liam’s collarbone, biting it softly and making a groan rise in Liam’s throat.
“Zayn!”
“Urgh what is it?” Zayn finally raises his head and looks down at Liam with a scornful expression.
“Are you sure-“
“Listen, you were the one who decided we were not allowed have sex for some reason, not me”
Liam shuffles awkwardly in the couch, slightly intimidated by Zayn’s sudden anger. Zayn notices this and softens, sitting up now on his heels.
“I am sure I want to do this. Today was the greatest day of my life to be honest and I want to end it with a bang”
He cocks an eyebrow then and licks his lips tantalisingly slowly. “Literally”
That does it for Liam, he grips Zayn’s hips and flips them around on the couch so he is pressed in between Zayn’s legs and kisses him hard. It’s messy and desperate, Liam can’t really believe how they lasted this long and tries to make up for it with his lips.
“Upstairs, now” Liam breathes out and thanks the heavens that his parents and Sam are at his grandmothers.
He hoists a breathless Zayn off the couch and uses all his arm strength to lift him and carry him up the stairs. Zayn can’t help but giggle, especially when Liam stumbles on one of the stairs, knocking Zayn’s head against a picture frame.
“Shit sorry” Liam huffs out and carefully continues his ascent.
They finally make it to Liam’s old room and he plonks Zayn down on the bed which to his embarrassment has Toy Story covers on.
“Nice” Zayn mutters, smiling at Liam’s bed sheets and laughing at the blush spreading across Liam’s face.
“Shut up” Liam mutters when he starts kissing Zayn’s neck and achieves just that. Zayn groans softly and starts to tug Liam’s t-shirt off. Liam obliges and makes sure Zayn returns the favour, also making quick work of Zayn’s annoyingly tight jeans.
Liam feels Zayn’s hips rolling up to meet his and he fights back another groan at the friction. He definitely needs to lose the jeans before they become difficult to shuck off. Soon the two of them are lying beside each other in their underwear, alternating between soft kisses and passionate ones.
“You’re being oddly quiet” Zayn mutters when he presses soft kisses down Liam’s chest.
“How do you know that I was not always quiet?” Liam asks, trying not to gasp when Zayn nibbles on his hipbone
“I could feel it, right here” Zayn tells him, licking his chest with a dirty smile.
“Oh” comes Liam’s short response because he quickly shuts his mouth when Zayn rids him of his boxers.
“Also, I thought we should change things up tonight” Zayn says against Liam’s lips and his dark eyes glint dangerously.
“Mmm?” Liam is curious.
His question is answered when Zayn pins his arms above his head and hoists a leg over Liam’s body so he is leaning over him.
“Oh” Liam parrots and bites his lip when Zayn grins at him and rocks his hips.
“I don’t have any condoms” Liam breathes out when Zayn takes his own underwear off.
“Do we really need one, I mean I trust you” Zayn admits and Liam smiles in agreement before dragging him back down for a kiss.
It doesn’t take long for Zayn to prepare Liam and it certainly doesn’t take long before their harsh breaths are filling the air and Liam is practically begging Zayn for it.
“You sound s-so good” Zayn stutters as he positions himself and Liam gulps, attempting a smile which is cut off when Zayn mercilessly pushes into him.
Zayn’s jaw drops and his eyes widen; Liam can feel the bed sheets twist under his grip on either side of Liam’s head. Liam tries to stay as quiet as possible but he finds it difficult when Zayn’s sudden dominance makes an appearance. He throws Liam’s leg up over his shoulder and slaps his hand away when Liam tries to relieve himself.
“Stop” Zayn growls and Liam lets out a low moan at the fierce look in his eyes. At that, Zayn is only encouraged and grabs Liam’s hips, shifting the angle slightly to hit his spot perfectly.
Liam arches off the bed with a cry and fists his hands in Zayn’s hair. He can hear Zayn grunting but can only truly focus on how good it feels, he lets go and lets Zayn fuck him until he is a shouting, sweaty mess.
“Fuck!” Zayn shouts when he thrusts particularly hard feeling Liam clench around him and comes, pressing his forehead into Liam’s glistening collarbone. Soon Liam himself is coming, without a hand to help.
“That was amazing” Zayn says when he finally catches his breath, nestled against Liam’s side.
“I have been missing out on your filthy noises all this time- you sounded like a pornstar” he jokes, poking Liam’s hip.
“How would you know what a pornstar sounds like?” Liam retorts in between heavy pants.
“Well, it is an expression but I am pretty sure you did” Zayn mumbles, shutting Liam up with a lazy kiss.
Liam smiles against his mouth and drags him under the covers, not quite done for the night.
~~
For their one year anniversary, Zayn’s birthday, Liam takes him to his first concert. It is nothing big or too loud, just a small piano recital. Zayn cries but Liam pretends he doesn’t see, just holds onto Zayn’s hand for dear life and smiles at him warmly when it is over.
That September, after much persuasion, Liam changes his course to music in college. Zayn attends every performance Liam makes and beams at him from the crowd each time.
That October, Harry hears Zayn sing for the first time. Yes he was in the shower but Harry bursts into the sitting room and drags them all listen outside the door. Harry swears he has the voice of an angel and insists they start a band. Louis shoots him down, claiming that Harry could be in a band by himself with his foghorn voice.
That November, Liam asks the four of them to accompany him in his midterm performance. Zayn is convinced he only asks him out of courtesy but does it anyway. The judges tell them their harmonies are something else and Liam never felt prouder of the five of them than in that moment.
That December, Sam is given the go ahead for her own Cochlear implant and the party they have that night is one none of them will be forgetting in a long time.
And the following summer, Sam hears for the first time, Harry and Louis finally kiss, Niall plays guitar for Sam every day and meets a girl of his own.
Liam and Zayn, well they move in together and continue being “disgustingly in love” as Niall puts it.
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“Why are you looking at me like that?” Zayn asks, looking over at Liam who is just finishing writing a new song in his book.
Liam shrugs, having been lost in thought over everything. He raises a finger to his eye, then both hands across his chest and points at Zayn who returns the gesture with a soft smile.
END.