"you honestly think that drake got so successful from rapping about fucking bitches and getting money?" zayn asked, rolling his eyes. "he's relatable, liam. everyone gets sad about an ex. why not rap about it?"

"i don't get what you're saying, zayn." liam snapped, obviously frustrated. he hadn't worked this hard to get to where he was just for this stupid(ly beautiful) man to tell him that all his ideas have either been done already or sucked.

"i'm saying you need to establish a connection. eminem did it by being angry. drake did it by being nostalgic. what are you going to do it by?" zayn said.

OR: the one where liam is an upcoming rapper with anxiety issues and zayn is his ridiculously pretty music coach.

(aka my playlist for this dumb fanfic i'm writing)

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