The Day It All Fell Apart (One Direction/ziall/larry fanfic)

Spending a Night With Niall (chap.9)

WARNING!!! WARNING!!!: Just saying to anyone who might read this...there will be some 'sexy time' in here lol and I would probably rate it R erm yeahh...so read it if you want but skip it if you don't. I will give you another warning when it's about to start so you know which part of this chapter to skip. 

Zayn's POV:

I still felt like crap even though I had plenty of sleep, my eyes still puffy from the hours of crying before. Niall and I had left the hospital hours ago and now I was sitting on my bed packing my things, tomorrow we leave for our first tour as One Direction. It's going to be hard, though I have no idea what to expect, none of us did really. 

I finished my packing, and walked out of my room to say my final goodbyes. My parents hadn't even visited me in the hospital...I guess they didn't think it was a big deal. They said they were going to miss me but I didn't believe it. They are constantly gone doing all the stuff they want to do, so why start missing me now?

My parents were sitting on the couch watching some lame sit-com when I walked in. "Yeah so erm...bye I guess, see you in a couple months."

They looked up. My mother showed no emotion as she spoke, "Well, Zayn...I hope you enjoy yourself. Just try not to do anything stupid, we don't need anymore hospital bills coming in." 

My father simply nodded in agreement. Without another word I walked out. We aren't leaving till the morning but my parents thought I was leaving tonight, this was so I could spend a much needed night with Niall alone. His parents had to leave for a company meeting the day before, leaving him home alone (well, until I got there). 

I felt really bad about what I had put him through. He didn't deserve it, and considering what happened before I went all psycho cutty-cutty, I knew I had some unfinished business with him. But, I was kinda thinking we could some other business...ya know involving a bed and...you get the point.

Niall's house is only a few blocks away so it didn't take me long to get there. I knocked on the door. After about a half a second, the door was flung open by none other the cute little Irish man who stole my heart.

"Hey you!" Niall said motioning for me to walk inside.

"So what's up?" I asked plopping down on the plush, mocha colored couch.

"Just packing, why don't you come upstairs and help me finish...I really hate packing." He said with a small chuckle.

He bounded up the stairs, taking them two at a time. I had to jog up them to keep up.

"God Niall!," I said while letting out an exasperated sigh,"how many stairs do you have?"

"Quit being a whiny baby Zayn, it's only eighteen!" he said while sticking out his tongue like a little three year old would do.

"You better get that tongue back in your mouth Horan!" I yelled playfully while taking a swipe at him, he ducked just in time to miss my hand.

WARNING!!!: 'sexy time' begins in 3, 2, 1 ACTION!

We walked into his room. I looked around...where was his suitcase. "Uh, Niall," I said confused,"I thought I was helping you pack."

"I-I already finished," Beads of sweat were starting to appear on his forehead,"I had to get you in my bed somehow." He said this with a surprising amount of confidence, considering the sweat that he'd began moments ago. But that's when my mind processed what Niall had just said...he wanted just what i wanted. And with that I felt myself being pressed up against the gray-ish blue colored walls of Niall's bedroom.

'Oh my God, this feels so good...sooo much better than any girl.' That was all I could think about, about hom much better Niall felt pressed up against me compared to anyone else.

Niall's hand slipped to my crouch and began palming at my semi-hard dick. I gasped at his touch, he took advantage of this and slipped his tongue into my mouth, but I wasn't giving up that easy. I fought back, our tongues intertwining together...though unfortunately Niall ended up winning anyway.

After that Niall took complete control. He slammed me down on the bed, he began going down my body leaving love bites from my neck down to the waistband of my pants. He began unbuttoning them. Niall eventually yanked them off (boxers and all) and throwing them into a heap. He quickly did the same with his. 

Niall was now straddling my hips. Yeah I could definitely get used to this side of Niall. I looked down his body, taking it all in. He was beautiful. But my eyes widened at what he had unleashed from the confines of his trousers. Niall was huge, I had already began to hurt by just looking at him, I was gonna have to get used to that size. 

Apparently, he saw my astonishment. "You like what you see huh?" he asked with a smirk on his face.

"God why are you so sexy Niall? Ya know, you will be the death of me."

"Yeah I seem to have that affect on people." and before I knew what was going on Niall had my hard length his mouth sucking and slurping like there was no tomorrow.

"OH NIALL!!!" I couldn't help but scream his name, while I began bucking my hips up and down trying to satisfy my pounding erection.

Just then I felt the familiar feeling come washing across me and with that I let the hot sticky liquid flow into Niall's mouth (might I add, he swallowed every bit).

"Niall...wow." that was all I could manage.

"Oh please Zayn, we haven't even gotten started yet." he said this with that devilish smirk of his.

This was going to be the best night of my life. 

OK er'body! 'sexy time' is officially over continue reading! Pwease...?

I awoke with a start. My eyes fluttered open to my stupid cell phone ringing. It was still in the pocket of my pants that lay in the corner still. I fumbled with the pockets trying pry my phone from it's grasp. I finally got it just on the last ring, I quickly tapped the 'accept' button.

"Ello?" I said groggily 

A very moderated voice answered back saying, "Mr. Malik I presume?"

"Yes and who might I presume to be on your end of the phone?" I'm very cranky when I'm tired. Speaking of being tired I looked at the clock beside Niall's bed, it was 6:00 AM! Who calls at bloody 6:00 AM!?

"This a representative from your management, I was calling to inform you to be at the airport at precisely 7:30AM. Is that understood? Oh, and make sure Mr. Horan is there with you, wouldn't want to leave him behind, now would you lover boy?"

"Sure...but what exactly are you referring to, 'lover boy'?" It bothered me that he said everything as if I were beneath him...just very preppy, more like snoody, sounding.

"Oh, please Mr. Malik. We keep very close tabs on our boys ya know. We know exactly what's going on between you and Mr. Horan, which just FYI we'd like you both to keep quite about your relationship at least until we are done with the first tour...just so nothing can mess us up from the very beginning. You understand don't you?"

"Well, I suppose so..."

"Good. So be at the airport on time, goodbye." With that the line clicked off.