Chapter 17

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Zayn's POV

Niall and I couldn't keep our hands off each other on the way home. We spent the rest of the day at the park, walking around, playing some more football, but mostly just laying in the grass kissing each other. Now on the way home, I kept running my hand up his thigh just to see him shiver while his blue eyes stayed looking at me with his bottom lip between his teeth. We were like a newly married couple, even though I only gave him a promise ring.

When we got home, it was late enough that the twins would be asleep so we ran inside hand in hand ready to go to our bedroom to enjoy some sweet alone time. But when we walked into the living room, I guess we bother forgot Louis and Liam were still at our house because we really walked in on a surprise. Louis was straddling Liam with his hands up his shirt, while Liam had his hands down Louis' jeans gripping his bum.

"Fuck." I said allot louder than I expected, then covered Niall's eyes. To me he's too young to see such things, even though we've done worse. Both the men on our couch pulled away from their heated snog and looked at us with wide eyes. I uncovered Niall's eyes after Louis climbed off Liam and both of them fixed their clothes.

"S-sorry we, um, I'm leaving." Louis said full of embarrassment. He stood up and kissed Liam on the cheek then left. Liam just sat on the couch looking down at his hands and pulling at the sleeves of his shirt. I felt like it was too hot to be wearing a long sleeved shirt in July, but that's not what I should be focusing on at the moment.

I went over and sat beside Liam on the couch then placed a hand on his knee. He looked up at me with so much sadness in his eyes that I actually felt the pain he was in. He was about to tell me something, but instead he broke down in tears. I pulled him into my arms and Niall sat down beside me.

"I'm so scared, Zayn!" Liam cried into my shoulder. I ran my hands over his back, feeling his spine sticking out and he shoulder blades as well. If anyone should be scared it would be me because he was so thin, I was actually getting worried.

"What are you scared of?" I asked him gently. He pulled back from me and looked me in the eyes with all his emotions revealing themselves to me.

"What if I do it again?! What if I end up really liking him and end up getting hurt?" By the way he was talking I knew he wasn't emotionally ready to be in a relationship, no matter how long ago the whole incident happened. He still gets help from a therapist and he still takes antidepressants, but that doesn't always help his growing depression or his nightmares.

"You're a different person than you were then, you're not going to do it again. Maybe you should just take things slow and not jump into anything yet. Louis will understand, if he really cares for you, he will understand. He's a great guy, so I don't doubt it." I told him, while wiping the rest of his tears. I know Louis pretty well, better than I should actually, but he puts others first and makes sure they're happy and have what they need. Right now, I feel like Liam doesn't need this, but he does need to know there is definitely someone there that cares for him more than just a friend. Liam gave me a weak smile, then hugged me.

"I like him allot, he makes me laugh and feel so happy. I just don't want to hurt him." He whispered into my ear. Just hearing that made me smile and feel relieved that someone makes my Liam happy other than my children.

"You won't. I promise, you won't." I told him, then kissed his cheek. He smiled at me then told me he had to go home. He hugged me first then hugged Niall, but something caught my eye on his wrist when his sleeve slid up. It was just a single pink line, but I told myself it was a figment of my imagination and was nothing to worry about.

After Liam left, Niall and I looked at each other and knew exactly what we wanted to do. We ran up the stairs, straight into our bedroom. Our clothes were stripping off as we walked in, until we were both in our boxers. I grabbed Niall's wrists and pinned him up against the wall roughly. He didn't even seem to actually care that it probably hurt because the minute my lips attached to his I felt him shudder and he moaned into my mouth.

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