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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      Multi
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band), Zayn_Malik_(Musician), Little_Mix_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Zayn_Malik/Liam_Payne, Perrie_Edwards/Zayn_Malik, Perrie_Edwards/Zayn
      Malik/Liam_Payne
  Character:
      Zayn_Malik, Liam_Payne, Perrie_Edwards
  Additional Tags:
      Step-siblings, Threesome_-_F/F/M, Implied/Referenced_Cheating,
      Infidelity, Genderswap, girl!Zayn, Smut, Minor_Violence
  Series:
      Part 3 of you_get_off_on_me,_it's_like_cheating
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-06-12 Words: 2240
****** you're a freak like me (can't you see?) ******
by somepeoplearewild
Summary
     Zayn invites Perrie over for the first time, but things don't turn
     out as she'd fantasised.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Zayn unlocks the door to her house, stepping back to let her guest in first.
She'd never admit it, but she's giddy with excitement. She's been crushing on
this person for a very long time, and, despite them having been friends for a
few months, they've never really had any one on one time together. Zayn watches
the girl's back as she enters the house then turns around with a playful smirk.
"Who knew you lived in a typical suburban home? I thought for sure we'd end up
somewhere downtown with manholes and police sirens."
Zayn blushes, grabbing the back of her neck with her hand. "Sorry to
disappoint."
"Well, let's see your room then."
Zayn takes the girl's hand and leads her up the stairs to her room.
Perrie nearly bursts out laughing when she sees it. She can distinctly tell
which side of the room is Zayn's. The walls are a soft blue, but Zayn's side is
covered with framed comic books and magazine clippings of Rihanna and Fall Out
Boy posters. The other side of the room has a packed trophy shelf and a Batman
poster, but other than that the walls are pretty bare.
"Do you share your room with someone?"
"Liam."
Perrie's bright grey eyes widen. "Liam Payne? The Liam Payne."
"Yeah. We're step siblings or whatever."
"I thought you just talked about him a lot because you secretly had a crush on
him," Perrie laughs. "The irony of you two sharing a room is truly
devastating."
Zayn rolls her eyes and dumps her backpack on the floor, hopping onto her bed.
Without being prompted, Perrie joins her, the pale side of her thigh pressed
against Zayn's tan one.
The blonde twirls a curl around her finger, gazing at Zayn from beneath her
mascara-black eyelashes.
"What?" Zayn asks with an unsure smile, feeling a sudden shift in tone that
makes butterflies erupt in her stomach.
"I know why you brought me here. I'm not daft."
Zayn opens her mouth to object, but suddenly Perrie is in her lap, arms draped
across Zayn's shoulders. The blonde gazes with her grey eyes into Zayn's amber
ones. Without another word, their lips meet in a tentative kiss.
She tastes like peaches where Louis would taste like cigarettes and Harry would
taste like pastries and Liam would taste like peppermint. She's never really
kissed a girl before. Not like, for romance. Not in a way that she cares about
details like the smell of her Victoria's Secret perfume or the feeling of her
slender finger tips caressing the baby hairs at the nape of her neck. Zayn is
in absolute heaven and she's not even doing anything.
Perrie seems to feel another way, going in for another kiss, this time crashing
down on Zayn's lips with the desperation of a man stranded in the desert and
Zayn is the oasis.
Zayn can't help smiling dirtily into the kiss, her hands running up the back of
Perrie's thick thighs, underneath her pleated school skirt to grasp her ass.
The girl, in turn, raises up on her knees, hands laid under Zayn's jaw, guiding
her face up into the kiss.
"Woooooooow."
Perrie's draws back and whips around, still in Zayn's lap, Zayn leaning over to
figure out who so rudely interrupted one of the best makeouts of her life.
And of fucking course Liam and his lug nut friend Chad are standing in the
doorway, Liam looking like the brooding little bitch he always is and Chad
looking like a million floppy dildos with wide eyes and a stupid grin on his
face.
"What do you want?" Zayn growls, returning Liam's glare.
"I wanted to come home and not find you being a whore."
"Shut up you cunt!" Perrie snaps to the boys' surprise. Perrie may look all
sweetness and flower crowns, but there's a reason she's friends with Louis and
Zayn.
"Yeah, shut up you cunt," Zayn smirks over Perrie's shoulder. Zayn would
probably be more mad that Liam called her a whore if she was the one cheating
on her girlfriend and not him. He literally has nothing to hold over her head.
So Zayn kisses a lot of people. Who knows who else Liam fucks behind his
girlfriend's back?
"Can you at least not do this in my room?" Liam sighs, a disappointed look
crossing Chad's face.
Perrie turns back around in Zayn's lap and grins at her mischievously. Just as
Zayn's beginning to wonder what's on her mind, Perrie pulls off her half-
buttoned shirt and her tank top in one fell swoop. Her flower crown falls onto
the bed with her clothes as she fervently attacks Zayn's mouth once again.
Releasing a pissed off ugh!, Liam slams the door behind him, redirecting his
friend back down the stairs.
"Dude, you have the best set up ever!" Chad raves excitedly. "I'm gonna ask my
mom to share a room with my sister when I get home."
Liam gives his friend a look that is simultaneously concerned and disgusted.
"Chad, that's fucking weird."
Chad's eyebrows furrow in confusion. "Why?"
"Because she's your actual sister."
Chad, still not registering the issue with his scenario, allows Liam to push
him out of the house without so much as a goodbye before the door is slammed
behind him.
Liam stalks back up the stairs, absolutely fuming. How dare she just take over
their room like that? And how dare she let that girl talk to him like that! In
his own fucking room no less! Yeah, maybe he shouldn't have called Zayn a
whore, but maybe she shouldn't have been one in the first place. Then there
wouldn't even be a problem.
He throws the door open again, thoroughly ready to give Zayn the lecture of her
life, but stops short. Liam has a very short fuse, an incredibly strict no
nonsense policy, and he is sure Zayn knows this. So why the FUCK is she on his
bed wrapped around that little blonde bitch ass the fuck naked?
He can feel his hands start shaking in anger, the veins on his neck bulging
dangerously, but there is not a single thought on his mind. It's like he's not
even in his own body. Then he blacks out. One minute he's at the doorway and
the next he has Zayn pinned to the bed by her throat with his fist through the
wall.
Perrie, like the lovely normally functioning person she is, is frozen in horror
with her hands over her mouth, but Zayn... oh, Zayn. She's definitely not
reacting appropriately, just staring back into Liam's terrified eyes dreamily,
her pupils blown wide.
Liam lets go of Zayn's throat. There's a pink mark left behind on her tan skin.
He traces the line gently, Zayn moving into his touch.
"Um, what the fuck am I watching happen?"
Their heads snap over to where Perrie is sitting on the bed looking at them
like they're absolutely insane. Liam tries to stutter out some shitty excuse,
but Zayn cuts him off. "Liam and I fuck sometimes."
"Zayn!" Liam yells over the sound of Perrie's gasp, embarrassed.
"But he's dating Ana."
"I hate Ana," Zayn shrugs casually, still on her back under Liam, who looks
incredibly guilty.
"But he's your brother!"
"Step-brother," Liam and Zayn respond simultaneously.
Perrie glares at Liam then down at Zayn. "So were you going to tell me you were
fucking Liam?"
"Truthfully? No," Zayn admits casually, although she's trying really hard on
the inside not to panic because the girl of her dreams looks about two seconds
from walking out. "I wasn't really planning on doing it again, so I didn't
think it was relevant."
"Why would you even do that in the first place?" Perrie whines, not stuck on
the fact that they're step-siblings, but on the fact that's it's Zayn and Liam.
Zayn, who rants about Liam at least once a day, and Liam, who stands for every
bit of the conformity and ignorance that Zayn fights against.
"I was horny."
"She let me."
Zayn shoots Liam a look. It's not because 'she let him', otherwise he'd have
fucked every other girl in the school and some boys.
Liam sighs, resigned to the fact that he's going to be humiliated no matter
what he says. "She's freaky, and I like it."
"Kiss."
"What?!"
"Kiss. I don't believe you. Kiss. Do it."
"Pez, why would I lie about this?"
Perrie puts her hands on her hips and shrugs as if to say 'don't know, don't
care.'
"I'm not kissing Zayn. I don't know where her mouth's been."
"You don't have to worry about that," Zayn glowers at him. "We didn't get that
far before you roided out and tried to kill me."
"I don't take steroids!" he shouts back, a little too defensive. Except he
totally does. Zayn has seen him do it prior to them even living together. You
find out a lot of people's secrets while biting the back of your hand in a
boy's locker room.
Zayn fucks around a lot. This has already been stated.
"Fuck, you guys! Cut it out! I get it now. You'd probably kill each other if
you two couldn't fuck it out. So much arguing. Just listening to you, I feel
like I need a fuck or a cigarette or something!"
"I could give you a fuck."
"I have cigarettes," Zayn replies, right after Liam, shooting him a 'what the
fuck' look when she realises what he said.
"Yeah, okay. Let's do it. You fuck me, you give me a light," Perrie commands,
rolling onto her stomach and pushing herself back until her feet are on the
ground. When neither Zayn nor Liam makes a move, she shouts a demanding "NOW!"
Zayn scrambles to her secret drawer and takes out a pack and a condom, tossing
the latter to Liam as she works on fumbling out a stick and lighting it. Her
mam's going to kill her if the smoky smell lingers, but Zayn is a slave to
Perrie's desires right now.
Zayn crawls back onto the bed and passes the cigarette to Perrie who gladly
accepts it.
Perrie takes a drag then blows it back out leisurely. Sure, Perrie could have
walked away like a normal person, but normality is relative and they offered.
Liam looks to Zayn for an explanation as he lines himself up behind Perrie, but
Zayn's preoccupied with watching the other girl blow smoke out of her pretty
pink lips. His eyes flick back down to Perrie's cunt where it's coating his tip
in her wetness as he plays around.
"Liam," Perrie says suddenly, snapping him out of his trance. "You don't have
to do this if you don't want to."
Liam doesn't answer, just pushes the tip in much to Perrie's giggling delight.
Her giggles turn to moans as he pushes in further, working himself in with
tight short strokes.
Zayn stares intently at Perrie's face, noting the way her eyes cross all silly
with a wicked smile when Liam does something particularly nice for her.
"I get it now," she tells Zayn, moaning a little. "Come let me lick you out,
babe. I bet you're so hot when you cum."
Zayn scoots her hips forward a little, legs draping over her friend's
shoulders.
"Been trying to imagine that for a while now." Perrie dives right in after
that, tongue running down her clit to swirl around in her juices. She sucks on
Zayn's clit, pausing to moan into her cunt on an especially deep stroke from
Liam.
Liam can't feel his fucking face. It's almost like an out of body experience
fucking Perrie while watching her eat out his step-sister. Zayn's mouth is just
hanging open with her eyes glued on Perrie. Ana would never do this. Ana is
great in bed, but she's not crazy like Zayn. Neither is Perrie really which is
why Liam is doing his very best not to fuck the life out of Perrie like he
would Zayn. Liam moves his hand from the bed to rest on Zayn's leg, the skin to
skin contact making everything so much more real.
Zayn whines at his touch, back arching. She holds her breath, moaning loudly in
her head as she waits for Perrie to work her into the orgasm she's on the edge
of. With a hard suck to her clit, Zayn is moaning loudly and clutching the back
of Perrie's head, grinding her cunt into the other girl's face desperately.
Liam feels Perrie clench before she comes too, whining into Zayn's pussy. That
does it for Liam, his cock jerking and spilling into the condom.
Later, when Perrie has been all cleaned up and Zayn is walking her home, Perrie
stops Zayn.
"Look, Z, I like you a lot. And, I mean, I don't really do this often, but it'd
be cool if you wanted to be non-exclusive but super official girlfriends."
Zayn furrows her eyebrows in confusion. "You don't want to be exclusive?"
"No," Perrie smiles knowingly. "You don't want to be exclusive. I don't care.
It's fine with me. I just want to be with you... But! You have to tell me who
you're sleeping with besides me... in graphic detail. So howsaboutit?"
Zayn nearly squeals before she stops herself, throwing her arms around Perrie's
neck instead. "Yeah, of course I wanna be your girlfriend, Pez."
End Notes
     I've been sitting on this fic for so long. In fact, it's been so long
     that I've already written the next one. I just didn't know how to end
     it. Anyway, I'm going to hell. Have a nice day.
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