Take Me || Niam

Chapter One

Niall's P.O.V

I opened my eyes and looked to my left seeing the handsome brunette beside me, then looking to my right to see the time. 7:15 am. Damn, why am I up right now? Oh that's right, it's Zayn's first day at his new job and being the great boyfriend I am, I am going to make him breakfast. I take a minute to myself before I swing my legs over my side of the bed to stand up. I grab a pair of sweatpants off the ground and pull them over my bare legs, walking over to the door and down stair that led to an open area including the kitchen. I open the refrigerator and pull out the eggs, bacon, and toast. Before I start to make anything I realize I have to wake Zayn up, if I don't do it nobody will.

I walk back up stairs and into the bedroom seeing him still laying there, he couldn't have moved an inch. I get on the bed straddling him while shouting his name and shaking his shoulders.

"Zayn! Zayn! Get up!" I giggle. All Zayn does in response is grunt.

"C'mon, silly, it's your first day of work. You have to get up and get ready." I said leaning down to kiss his lips.

He peeks his eyes open looking up at me with a glint in his eye as a small, barely even noticeable, smirk tugs at his lips. In a matter of seconds my position with Zayn is traded, so now he's the one above me looking into my eyes. He looks deep in thought as I reach my hand up to run it through his hair.

"What are you thinking about?" I question offering a small smile.

"You and my new job. It's gonna be great the pay is good, the artist that record there are well known, and this new place is great, remind me to thank your mum later on tonight for helping out. And yeah I think that's it. Oh wait, no it's not, I can't forget my wonderful, amazingly sexy, adorable, perfect boyfriend now can I?" He said laughing, leaning down to kiss me. I pulled back giggling but remembering he still has to get ready.

"Babe, more kisses after you get ready." I smiled still lying on the bed underneath Zayn.

"Fine. I'll get ready and you make me breakfast?" His statement turned into a question.

"Yes. Now go, don't wanna be late." I said pushing him off me laughing while running to the kitchen to where everything I took out of the refrigerator earlier still lay.

I'm setting Zayn's plate down when he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me. He kisses my neck and rocks us side to side.

"Hi." He voices quietly.

"Hi?" I say confused, Zayn not usually this.. Quiet, around me anyways. He rests his head in the crook of my neck. "Zayn, what's wrong?"

"I'm just nervous, I want this job to be good." It comes out muffled due to his head being hidden in my neck. I pull away and turn around to look at him.

"Zayn, it's gonna be fine, I can feel it. And with you looking like that how could it not be?" I say smiling at the end. He really does look good. As I do a once over of his outfit he's wearing tight black dress pants, black shoes, and a nice black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled half way up revealing his forearms.

"Thanks, babe." He replies kissing my forehead.

"Now, eat." I say setting his plate in front of him. I watch him for a few moments before I begin to eat myself.

As we finish up I bring our plates to the sink washing them off. Zayn goes back up stairs, I assume to brush his teeth. After putting the plates away I turn around to walk to the door as I see Zayn coming back down the stairs. I grab his keys and bag, as he grabs a jacket putting it on. We smile at each other for a moment.

"I love you." Zayn smiles leaning down for a quick kiss.

"I love you too, Z." I reply leaning up the short distance to give him another kiss. "Have a great day, and have fun, I know how much you wanted this job."