The two boys arrived back at Zayn's house at around two in the morning, after walking the long journey back from town and stopping for shelter every so often. They struggled to keep their hands off each other whenever they got a moments rest from the pelting rain, but they managed to keep the PDA's to a minimum as neither boy was particularly fond of the idea of sexual activities out in the open. Zayn had decided to leave his car in town and get a bus back to pick it up the next day; they were already soaked by the time he remembered and he didn't want to ruin the moment, he liked walking with Liam, just the two of them, especially at night, even with the rain. Zayn fumbled around in his jeans pocket for his keys, when Liam reached around and grabbed at his crotch.

"Not here…" he grinned, as Zayn let out a small moan.

"Liam, what's gotten into you?" Zayn giggled.

"Seeing you all wet like that, it's kinda hot," he replied. Zayn turned his head around to meet Liam and moved in for a kiss, as Liam moved his hand round to his pockets and pulled out a set of keys.

"Found them" he smiled, before handing them over to Zayn, who turned back to face the door and unlocked it. They stumbled into the dark hallway and Liam let out a little cry as he fell into Zayn.

"Shh!" Zayn whispered before breaking out into silent laughter. He felt along the wall for the light switch and turned it on, breathing a sigh of relief at being able to see again. He turned to Liam and pushed him against the wall, kissing him briefly before instructing him to follow him through to the kitchen. He reached up to open a cupboard and pulled out two shot glasses and a bottle of Jack Daniels, and began to pour one out.

"Oh, Zayn I…" he started.

"What's wrong Li?" Zayn asked, stopping filling up the glass.

"I uh, can't drink."

"Oh. Why not?" he looked slightly disappointed.

"I had a problem with my kidneys when I was young and, well, it's complicated… sorry."

Zayn picked up the glass and poured it's contents down the sink before placing the bottle back in it's cupboard and walking over to Liam, taking his hand.

"You don't have to keep apologising. I just wish you'd told me sooner," he smiled.

"Sor… oops," he said, trying to hide his mistake. Zayn began to walk down the hallway, leading Liam by his hand, and the two made their way up to his room. They stripped out of their wet clothes down to their underwear and got under the covers, trying to make as little noise as possible so they didn't disturb Zayn's mom. Liam wrapped his arms around Zayn and they fell asleep in no time at all, both boys exhausted from the long walk home.

Liam woke up to the sound of Zayn's alarm going off at 7:30am. He groaned as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. Zayn had hopped out of bed and was rushing around trying to find clothes to wear.

"Why are you up so early?" Liam moaned.

"Some of us have jobs to go to," Zayn replied hurriedly, "I'm gonna take a shower, back in a minute."

Liam laid back and waited; he was on a two week break from college so he hadn't had to worry about getting up early lately, unlike Zayn. He squinted his eyes and cursed to himself when he remembered he would have to explain to his parents why he never came home last night, he knew he'd be in trouble. He got up and walked over to his damp jeans on the floor and pulled his phone out of the pocket. He wiped the screen and saw that he had two messages and five missed calls.

"Damn…" he whispered.

"What's wrong?" asked a dripping wet Zayn. He walked into the room in just a towel, which he had now pulled off to dry himself and his hair.

"Oh just my mom, I completely forgot to tell her I wasn't coming home…" he mumbled, before turning round and seeing a totally naked Zayn in front of him, "…um, that was a quick shower." He began to blush slightly and turned back to face the wall. Zayn let out a laugh at his reaction and walked up behind him, kissing him on the neck and then turning him around.

"You don't have to look away whenever I'm naked you know" he grinned. Zayn took Liam's hand and moved it up to feel his chest, then let go, allowing Liam to explore for himself. Up till now all the sexual activity they had partaken in was done in the heat of the moment, more through lust than passion; they hadn't had a chance to explore each others bodies. However now was not the time, as Zayn had an hour before he had to be at work, and with no car he was going to have to get the bus to town. He slowly moved Liam's hand away and then walked over to his cupboard, pulling out a pair of loose fitting jeans and a t-shirt.

"Here, you can wear these, your clothes are still wet. I'll put them in a carrier bag for you."

"Thanks," Liam smiled. He took the clothes and after finding out they both wore the same size jeans he put them on and quickly checked himself in the mirror. Zayn had also finished dressing and was ready to leave. "I'll bring them back next time I see you."

"Okay, cool," Zayn replied. Liam picked up his phone and Zayn got his work bag ready before the two headed downstairs and out the door. They walked up the drive and stopped to say goodbye.

"My friend Harry's having a party at his place this Friday, he said I could bring a friend so I was going to ask if you wanted to come." he smiled.

"Sure, that sounds fun," Liam said, before the smile left his face, "…if my parents let me that is."

"Ahh, right, I'd forgotten about that. Don't worry, I'll make sure you get back on time." he winked.

"Oh yeah? And look what happened last time you said that." he rolled his eyes then let out a small laugh.

"What are you gonna tell your parents?"

"I'm not sure… I think I'll just tell them the truth, that I slept over at a friends house, I doubt they'll suspect anything. I'll leave out the fact that we were half naked and cuddling though."

Zayn laughed and gave him a kiss on the cheek before waving goodbye and walking up towards the bus stop. Liam watched for a while before turning around and making his own journey home. He knew his parents wouldn't be happy but that they'd rather him sleep over at a guys house than a girls house, at least for as long as they thought he was straight. The walk took him half an hour as he wasn't exactly in a rush to get back, and he stopped off at the newsagents to get some snacks; he'd probably be sat inside on his laptop for the next few days so he wanted supplies. He reached his house and opened the gate at the end, then walked up to the front door, took a deep breath, and rang the doorbell. It only took a few seconds before it opened to the sight of his mothers angered face.

"Where have you been?" she asked, almost shouting. Liam spent the next ten minutes explaining to her and trying to get her to calm down about the whole situation, before walking up the stairs to his room and shutting the door behind him. She told him he wouldn't be allowed to leave the house for the next few days, but that was fine with him, as he wasn't planning on leaving anyway. And the party wasn't for another four days, he was sure by then he'd be allowed out again. He sighed and sat down at his desk, opening his laptop and signing into facebook. One friend request. He knew who it would be before he even clicked on it. Zayn Malik. Accept. 'Profile stalking time' he thought to himself. He looked through some of his photo albums and previous statuses before he started to feel slightly guilty for doing so much 'research' and checking up on him. He clicked back onto his newsfeed and browsed through the uninspiring status updates and duck face photos of the popular girls from college for five minutes before quickly becoming bored, and so opened a new tab and logged into tumblr. He followed quite a few porn blogs, so he had to be careful when his parents were around, but this also made him feel guilty. He knew Zayn probably wouldn't mind, but he wanted to at least check with him first. He checked some of his favourite music blogs before walking over to sit on his bed and pulling his phone out. He had one new message.

'Hey babe, sorry I had to rush you out this morning, how did your parents take it? Xx'

He smiled at Zayn's use of 'babe', and was about to reply when his phone started to vibrate. He pressed the green button and answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey Li-Li!" the caller almost sang down the phone. The nickname had annoyed Liam at first but if he was being honest he kind of liked it now. It was his old friend from school, Danielle. The two had known each other for ten years now and they were currently attending the same college.

"What do you want?" he sighed, half jokingly.

"You know that guy you just added? Zayn something?" she questioned.

"Zayn Malik, yes. And he added me anyw-"

"Whatever, he's cute. Do you think you could introduce me?"

Liam cringed at the request. "No, Dani, I cannot introduce you."

"And why not!"

"I've only just met the guy, I don't want to freak him out by introducing him to you so soon."

"Boo, you whore!"

Liam laughed at the comment; the two loved quoting Mean Girls, it was their favourite film, one which both knew off by heart.

"I'm sorry," Liam apologised.

"It's fine" she sighed in response. There was a long silence, something not often heard when Danielle was around, which gave Liam time to work up the courage to tell her what he'd wanted to tell her for years.

"Hey Dani…"

"Mhmm?"

"I'm gay."

"Well, duh."

"You knew?"

"Since year 6. I thought it was pretty obvious when you asked to try on a pair of my high heels."

Liam cringed at the memory.

"Hey, I was curious, I just wanted to see what it felt like."

"Right."

"Thanks."

"No problem. I'm glad you told me. And if you want someone to talk to you know I'm here for you."

"Hey Dani..."

"What?"

"Zayn's my boyfriend"

"What! But he's mine! I swear to god Liam... why are all the good ones gay?"

Liam almost fell off the bed laughing at her reaction, which only furthered her annoyance. She sighed heavily down the phone.

"You make sure he treats you right yeah?"

"Of course," he smiled.

"I gotta go. I'm babysiting my little cousin tonight, ugh. I really am happy you told me."

"Me too. See ya Dani."

"Bye, Liam."

He hung up and placed his phone on the side, contemplating how he would spend the next few days without seeing Zayn. He managed to get some college work done, and caught up with a few old friends over facebook. He watched a pile of movies he'd been meaning to watch and even listened to a few bands Zayn had suggested to him. The two spent the whole week texting of course, which made the wait slightly more bearable, and before he knew it, it was Friday morning, the day he would get to see his boyfriend again. He pulled out his phone and saw another text from Zayn:

'Morning beautiful. Can't wait to see you! I'll pick you up after work tonight around six xx'

Wow this chapter was loooong haha. Well I came out to my parents last night sdfghjkl and it didn't really go as planned so I've just been sat in my room all day and I figured I'd write another chapter! It's turned out quite long and not much has really happened haha ^^ oh well, I hope you enjoyed it. The next chapter will be the party, of course, booyooo! :D