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"Damn, Zayn you’re sassy when you’re a girl —Quit taking my bit." He had to joke, because that’s who he was, and it wasn’t going to change, least of all now. "I want you, I do —I really fucking do. You don’t see how difficult this is? You’re one of my best friends, one of four of my best friends, and I can’t lose you if this goes tits-up, I really can’t."

"Honestly, Lou. We won't know if this'll go tits-up if we don't even try." She argued back, waving her hands in front of her. "I told you before, I won't let it change anything between us, any of us. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if we all began to resent each other because a romantic relationship didn't work out. We're best friends, we'll always be."

Liam blinks, slightly taken aback when his band mate presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth. He doesn’t say anything about it, though, because honestly? He really, really enjoyed it. “Alright. Moving on. What shall we talk about instead?”

Zayn let out a soft hum as he thought. He smiled and shrugged in the end. He had nothing. "Anything, just talk, Leemo."

"It’s not." Liam admonishes, shaking his head the tiniest of amounts. "I need to watch what I say. Sometimes, I just don’t think about it. Guess I’m a bit dense."

Zayn let out a soft giggle and pressed a chaste kiss to the corner of Liam's mouth. "Only sometimes, Li. But let's just stop talking about this." Man he really wanted to kiss him.