Yaser smiled nicely, the same smile that mirrors Zayn's own as he shook Liam's hand.

"Nice to meet you, Liam. My name's Yaser." He replied, squeezing Liam's hand before letting go and looking into Liam's brown eyes that says 'if you hurt my son, I'll look for you and I will kill you' other than that Yaser's smile was genuine and welcoming.

"Would you like a beer-"

Zayn shook his head and interrupted his baba. "Sorry, Ba. Liam and I are gonna go to my room now, see you later when dinners served." Zayn says quickly, grabbing Liam's wrist and pulled him towards the stairs, his dad calling out towards them.

"Leave the door open you two! And if you're going to do the dirty use protection."

Zayn blushed, shaking his head and ignored his dad and his mum's laugh coming from the kitchen. His parents are so embarrassing.

"What's the rush, little one?" Liam smirked, following Zayn into his room and snaked his arms around him from behind, pressing his crotch against Zayn's lower back.

"Oh nothing.." Zayn started, biting his lip and pushed his door open. "Just don't want my dad telling you embarrassing stories of me when I was younger and Ma, showing you baby pictures of me."

Liam laughed and closed the door, kicking his shoes off, turning Zayn around to face him and pulled him closer to him. "It would be cute, wouldn't mind seeing baby pictures of you. I might ask after dinner if I could see them, I'm sure your mum would love to show me the photos."

Zayn's eyes widen, playfully slapped Liam's chest. "You wouldn't."

Liam smirked playfully and squeezed Zayn's ass cheek. "Oh I would. You don't know what I'm capable of."

Zayn squeaked in surprised, rolling his eyes and chuckled lowly, pulling away from Liam and sat down on his bed. "Oh trust me, I know what you're capable of."

Liam rose an eyebrow and pursed his plump lips a little. "What is that suppose to mean?"

Zayn shrugged, waving him off. He didn't really wanna start arguing with Liam, especially not right now. Under his parents' roof. "Oh nothing, don't worry."

Liam nodded and shrugged, walking around Zayn's room, where Zayn's just leaning against his hands watching Liam. Thinking of how the hell did he end up being with his stalker and falling in love with a hot one? He sighed, biting his bottom lip and slowly roamed his eyes on Liam's fit, muscular body.

Liam laughed softly at the DC and marvel figures on Zayn's desk and the top of his drawers. He was glad that he stalked the right one. He loved marvel and dc too, Zayn was definitely a keeper.

Zayn has been lost in his thoughts, getting lost in watching every movement Liam took that he didn't know Liam was now standing in front of him - in between his legs.

He slowly looked up at his tall boyfriend and licked his lips, hand in Liam's back pocket to pull him closer.

"Hey there, handsome." Liam smirked and caressed Zayn's defined cheek bone gently with his thumb.

"Hi." Zayn said shyly, still looking up at him and laughed softly. Liam smiles fondly down at his boy, tracing the shape of his bottom lip with his thumb slowly and pulled at it with the tip.

"So submissive looking when you're positioned like this. Looking up at me with those beautiful - not so innocent eyes no more and those delicate lips of yours, the tint blush set on your cheeks. Mine." Liam growled under his breath possessively, leaning down and took Zayn's bottom lip with his teeth, biting down at it.

Zayn let out a soft groan and pulled Liam closer, leaning back slowly against the bed and pulled Liam down with him.

Zayn parted his lips, ghosting his lips against Liam's own. He was about to lean in until a knock was heard from his bedroom door. And a girl's voice. "Zayn? Oh - ew! Okay." Waliyha covered her eyes quickly.

Liam laughed and quickly pecked Zayn's lips before getting off of him, adjusting his clothes and looked over at Waliyha. Zayn groaned in annoyance, mumbling under his breath. "Bitch."

Liam cleared his throat causing Waliyha to uncover her eyes and look up at him with the same resemblance smile. Liam took in her features, she was a girl version of Zayn.

"Hey, I'm Waliyha. Zayn's number one favourite sister-"

"Oh please, I'm Zayn's favourite." An older looking girl comes up behind Waliyha, interrupting her.

Waliyha rolled her eyes at Doniya and walked towards Zayn's bed, who's now sat up and running his fingers through his long hair.

"Can you guys please uh leave? Give us privacy?" Zayn looked at the both of them, one of his eyebrow raised, eyes narrowed.

"So you and Liam can make out and fuck? Not under mum and dad's roof please." Doniya teased, crossing her arms and leaned against the door frame.

Liam laughed and wrapped his hand around the back of Zayn's neck, rubbing the back of his neck where his bird tattoo is. One of his favourite on Zayn.

"Right? Me, Doniya and Safaa are just down the hall."

"Did someone say my name? Who's talking shit about me?" Safaa stormed in, looking at everyone with her bright blue eyes. Liam's eyes widen in amused and awestruck at her eyes, taking in their features as his eyes roamed on their faces and figure, shit he thought.

How are they so beautiful and how does Zayn's little sister have blue eyes when the rest have brown and hazel? Liam wondered. He has so many questions. He looked down at Zayn fondly, their eyes meeting for a second. Liam imagined Zayn's eyes the same colour as Safaa, his breath hitch at the thought. Just imagine. But Liam loved Zayn's light brown eyes that's hazel in the sunlight.

"You're too young to use that kind of language, Saf." Zayn shook his head in disbelief at his younger sister.

Safaa rolled her eyes and sat down on the other side of Zayn. "And you're telling me that you didn't swear at my age?"

Liam chuckled and looked down at Safaa, smiling charmingly at her as their eyes met. She blushed and looked away. It really amuses him on how he has an affect on girls and even guys.

"Anyway, we're here because mum said to come get you two before you guys do the dirty. Dinner is ready." Doniya says, standing up properly and gestures towards Safaa and Waliyha to come with her.

"But we just got here!" Zayn huffed, bottom lip poking out that Liam wants to bite and tug at with his teeth.

"Yeah like 13 minutes ago, I think." Waliyha shrugged, following her sisters out of the room and downstairs into the kitchen.

"Well, cmon then. I can't wait to taste your mum's cooking for the first time." Liam says excitedly and kissed Zayn's temple, pulling him up into his feet and wrapped an arm around his boy.

Zayn rolled his eyes and chuckled fondly, leaning against Liam's side as they walk out of his room. "You'll love it."

Later on that night, Trisha did end up showing photos of baby Zayn. Zayn wanted to drag Liam away from his mum, letting out a groan every few seconds each time Trisha flips over a page of the Baby Zayn album.

It was embarrassing, he'd blush though shyly and hide his face in the crook of Liam's neck whenever he head Liam coo.

It was a lovely night for the both of them with Liam getting along so well with his parents and sisters. Zayn loved seeing Liam all smiley and crinkled eyed. Joking around with Yaser, it was like Liam was meant to be in this family. And Zayn was even more in love.

I am ending this story very soon, two more chapters and it's done. I've lost interest of writing, I still do believe in ziam. I'm a ziam stan, trash, shipper, Ziamist no matter what.

I will be finishing all my books and going on hiatus.