《ZAYN》
I stare at the large, white building, a bouquet of red roses in my hands. This is it, I'm gonna try and get Liam back.
I slowly walk up the large, marble stairs and push the wide doors open. I enter a huge lobby, my combat boots hitting against the black and white tiled floor. I look around seeing black sofas placed to the left near the fireplaces. There's a chandelier hanging from the tall ceiling, wood beams accompanying the huge light fixture.
I pace towards the front desk with my flowers in my hand and my heart in my throat. There's a pretty woman behind the desk. Long, dark, brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. Tan, clear skin, green eyes, and full lips. She has light makeup on and she's pretty. I look the shiny nametag posted on her dress. Sophia.
She looks up at me with a wide smile, "Hello, sir, how may I help you?"
"Um yeah, I'm here to see Liam Payne" I bite my lip nervously.
"Do you have an appointment with Mr. Payne, sir?" She asks politely.
"Um...yeah" I lie.
"Okay, can I have your name, sir?"
"M-my name?"
"Uh yeah you're name, you got one when you were born" She looks at me like I'm stupid.
I sigh, "Okay I don't have an appointment but I really need to see him, this is urgent."
"I'm sorry, sir but I can't let you see Mr. Payne without an appointment."
"Please?" I give her the best puppy look I can muster.
"Cute but no, I'm sorry. You'll have to go sir" She says.
"Look I'm in love with him, okay? And I made the biggest mistake by letting him go, now I really need to see him. I need to speak with him, I want him back. I know that he still loves me and I need to show him that I love him too, okay?" I rush out. Maybe it wasn't the best to tell her that but oh well.
Her eyes widen, "So you're the one who's made him like this?"
"What?" My eyebrows furrow. What the hell does she mean by that?
"Liam's been...well more...aggressive and authoritative lately. I can tell something's up with him, like something's bothering him. I figured it was a guy but now I know for sure. You're the one who's turned him into this...stressed grizzly bear" She says.
"Um yeah, I guess you can say that. And unless you still want him to be this stressed grizzly bear, I suggest you let me see him" I say.
"He's on the eighth floor, has the office with the double glass doors, his name's printed on it. You can't miss it" She smiles.
"Thank you, thank you so much" I say before running off to the elevator.
I enter it and quickly mash the button with '8' printed on it. As the door closes, I lean against the cold wall, taking breathing exercises to try and calm my nerves that are shooting through the roof. Jeez I really hope that Liam forgives me.
The doors beep then open and I walk out, seeing tons of desk and people in suits and dresses roam about the establishment. I take a left by guess and read every door. I don't see Liam's office anywhere so I ask the blonde who walks by.
"Excuse me, do you know where Liam Payne's office is?"
"Yeah, you took a left inside of a right, hun. He's the other direction, keep walking, there's double glass doors, you can't miss him" She smiles and I smile back, mumbling a small thank you then jogging towards the other direction.
I then find Liam's office. I can see a figure and furniture but its kinda blurry from the type of glass the door is. I can hear mumbling through the glass. Its Liam's voice and my stomach begins to churn. Stupid nerves.
I gulp and knock slightly.
"Come in" Liam's gruff voice calls out. I hear him murmur a goodbye and a phone hang up.
I slowly open the door, peeping my head in, seeing Liam behind his large desk. He's in a dark blue suit with a black dress shirt underneath. Some buttons are undone exposing his chest hair and I find myself gulping again.
Liam takes his feet off his desk and leans back in the leather desk chair, his eyes widening when he sees me.
"Hi" I bite my lip and stand by the door after shutting it.
He doesn't say anything, just stares at me then the roses then back to me. The tension in the air is so thick, it couldn't even be cut with scissors.
I start to take some small steps forward, "I-I came to-"
"What are you doing here?" He asks, his voice stern and hard. Shit, I knew he didn't want me here.
"I came to talk to you and to give you these" I place the roses on the desk then jump back some feet, my hands locked behind my back.
Liam looks at the roses again. I jump when he stands up and picks them harshly, some petals falling off. He walks back over to his desk and drops the bundle of flowers into the trash, my heart going with them.
He turns to me, his muscular arms crossed over his chest and his dress shoes tapping against the tile. His hard look and the tapping of his shoes make me even more nervous. I'm on the edge, I'm breaking out into a sweat. I feel like crawling into a corner and dying.
"What, you thought some little roses would make me forgive you?" He bitterly laughs.
I only stand frozen, my eyes cascading down to the floor. I feel so pathetic and small under his angry yet amused gaze.
"No" I say. "I just-"
"I don't even wanna hear it, Zayn. Get out."
"But, Liam-"
"I said I don't wanna hear it!" His voice raises and I wouldn't be surprised if I jumped twelve feet in the air.
"Liam, I didn't sleep with Justin!"
"Oh really?" He raises a brow. "Then tell me what I saw. You were both shirtless, you were in boxers! You're hair was crazy like sex hair! I know you two fucked!"
"We did not! I went out the night before and-"
"Just shut up, I don't wanna hear this pathetic excuse. Stop lying to me, Zayn! I'm done with it!" He throws his hands in the air.
"Liam, you're not listening to what I have to say! Listen to me dammit!" I stomp my foot angrily. I'm getting really pissed off with people not listening to me.
"Get! Out!" He bellows in rage, pointing to the door. His eyes are flaming, he really looks as if he hates my guts and that makes me feel worse than I already do.
"Liam, we didn't have sex! Just fucking listen to me! I went out to this club the night before and I don't remember what happened there but I'm pretty sure I was pissed faced drunk and must've called Justin! He took me home and when I woke up he was still there, at my house! I fell asleep in my boxers and woke up in them! Justin spilled something on his shirt and that's why he was shirtless! Nothing fucking happened!"
Liam blinks at me and for a second I could've sworn his eyes softened like he believed me but then anger appears on his face again.
"Yeah right! Stop lying to me! How dare you push me away and then hook up with your ex, Zayn! You fucking broke my heart! But whatever, I'm done with it, I don't care! I'm done with you!" He points to me, eyes filled with such rage and hurt.
