In The Nick Of Time

CHAPTER 16

CHAPTER 16

Liam stayed up staring at the ceiling again. His lips tingling with want, and his hands felt hot. He felt hot, and he couldn't breathe right when he went back tot he morning. Isolated inn the woods, just him and Zayn and they'd kissed. For the very first time, a proper and good kiss. It was enough to keep his heart racing in the late hour, and every time he'd shift on his side he'd lay back on his back. With an itch to scratch, he lugged himself up off the couch. With silent steps, he walked down the hall and looked up the dark stairway.

The stairs were silent to his sly movements across the floor and he slowly passed Niall and Lin's room, coming to the final room at the end of the hall. Raising his hand to the wood, he knocked quietly. Taking a breath, he pulled at the door knob and the inside of the room was lit by the light in the lantern by the bed. He stared at the lump of blanket on Zayn's back, and the slow rising and falling of his body. He pushed the door open a bit more, cool air creeping out from the open window and into the hallway.

"Are you awake?" Liam whispered, taking a step into the room.

In response, Zayn's back rose and he looked over his shoulder. The lantern light glowing over his skin, and his eyes dark in the dim room. As quietly as he could, he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. Zayn rose to sit up on the bed, his bare chest and tattoos dancing in the candle light as Liam walked over sitting on the edge of the bed. His eyes crawled over Zayn's chest, and up his neck, meeting his dark eyes. In silence, he longed for a touch, a breath of life in his lungs again. His hands going jittery and his mind impatient.

In reach, Zayn reached up and cupped Liam's jaw. Enticed by the action, Liam leaned in and his lips crashed into Zayn's. Sighing into his mouth, Liam could feel his tense muscles soften and his entire body leaning into Zayn's chest. His arms pulling at Zayn's side, inching him closer and closer until he was chest to chest and Zayn's arms rounded around Liam's neck. Zayn's fingers nipped at the canvas of skin exposed when he tucked his hand on Liam's stomach, lifting his shirt Liam tugged it off all the way and through it some where along the floor as Zayn slipped onto his lap.

Looking up at him, they're lips soaked in spit and bitten. It only made him crave more information on this beautiful human being, his arms wrapping around Zayn's waist trapping him against his chest as he leaned up to kiss him over and over again until his tongue was stained with the taste of the other's mouth. It was all so fuzzy in their heads, warm, and inviting to this poisonous touch they'd developed in such a small amount of time. Liam shuffled back, up the bed as Zayn towered over him with his hands on either side of Liam's head and his knees cradling each side of Liam's hips.

Staring up at the beautiful creature above him, his eyes scanning over every feature that danced in the dim light and he could feel his heart swell and his lungs burn out of breath. His eyes looking down to the kiss marked tattoo on his chest between wings, and he reached up tracing his thumb over the line. Zayn gently pushed his hand away as if he were shaking his head saying no. Looking back up into his eyes, he propped up on an elbow and pressed the other hand flat on Zayn's back where his heart would be on the other side. Closing his eyes, he pulled down Zayn's chest as he sat up and kissed the scar longingly.

Laying back down, he stared up at Zayn and the kindest, most warmest, and apologetic smile stapled into Liam's features. He could feel his heart hammering against his chest, and he was at a loss for breath. Leaning down he kissed Liam again, and again, until he was gasping for breath and could feel his eyes prickling with the threat of crying even in the tiniest bit. Zayn could feel his chest shake because the person under him loved him with all their life and all he'd done was try to shove him away, when they had their grip on his wrists and didn't let go until he was in their arms.

He squeezed his eyes shut as he tucked his head in Liam's neck, pulling him even closer, tighter to him. Liam's arms around his back, holding him there to feel every pulse through every vein and artery in him sing to Zayn. Holding him like he was the last, and most important breath he could ever take. Combing his fingers through Zayn's hair softly, drawing circles into his spine, feeling every goose bump and every sighed against his neck as just to make sure Zayn was still there and that maybe this wasn't a dream after all. It might have been easier to sleep but it was harder to face the fact that sooner or later - they'd have to leave each other's sides.

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