Only You [Ziam Mayne Fanfic, BoyxBoy]

Chapter 19- How.

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Chapter 19- How:

☆ ☆ ☆Zayn's P.O.V. ☆ ☆ ☆

I couldn't help but marvel at the absolute beauty a few white tablets could hold. What seemed perfectly average was actually my life in my hands, mine and Liam's anyways.

Speaking of him, I heard a loud knocking followed by a small shriek from outside the doorway. I couldn't help but smile at his childlike actions, he was so innocent and sweet, what was I supposed to do? Frown upon his happiness? He should be happy in his final moments, same with myself. We both should be happy, #YOLO.

Breathing in a sharp breath I turned towards the door and gently opened it, coming face-to-face with a bubbly, overflowing with happiness, puppy-eyed, Liam. So in other words, he looked like himself only a little happier.

He threw his arms around my neck and pressed a strong kiss against my lips, I laughed into it and pulled away, but snaked my arms around his waist and held him there.

"You're acting like a five year old." I pressed a soft kiss against his nose and smiled brightly at him, he was adorable, really. Even with his hair and older features he looked like a lost puppy.

"I don't care! I can't believe this is happening!" he bit his bottom lip and pulled out of my grasp, jumping over to the small couch in the corner of the room. We'd been here less than an hour and couldn't wait to get out of here and onto the room. We had a small appointment set up at five at a small Vegas-style wedding chapel.

It was the closest one that did gay marriage.

Also with rental tuxes and rings, we needed to buy the rings. Something special, hopefully they had good ones there. Hopefully they weren't cheap plastic ones, they'd probably be cheap. But hopefully not plastic.

"And only an hour to go." I walked over to the single bed and collapsed onto the soft, feather like surface.

"Harry's been texting me like crazy, it's getting annoying." I heard him get up and flop down next to me.

"What's he saying?" I rolled over onto my side and looked at him with a small smile, I found him looking back at me, the same smile plastered over his face.

"He's pissed because we left him with a PMSing Steven." We both let out a loud laugh and pressed our lips together for a brief second before he pulled away.

I saw a darker look in his eyes when he looked down at me, his eyes raking over my every feature with a look of almost disappointment. I should have been worried, but instead I started squirming in slight excitement. I liked him darker, even if puppy Liam was cool, the dark one was more fun.

"You don't smell like me anymore..." he rolled over so he was on top of me, straddling me. He didn't kiss me or touch me, just stared at me. That look of lust and darkness clouding his vision.

Our wedding appointment was forgotten for now.

"I'm now yours to own." I let out a small laugh and stuck my tongue out at him, lifting my hips only slightly to brush up against his own before dropping my body back onto the bed.

"You can try your hardest to be the guy in this relationship, but it'll never work." He smiled weakly at me, the look still plastered over his face though.

"Says the guy who was just squealing about getting a dress a few seconds ago." I laughed again and sunk into the bed beneath me, a flicker of teasing erupting in my stomach. He deserved it, he was the usual tease in the relationship.

"Shut up Malik." Even with his 'dark' exterior I could see his smile was genuine. Which was good, he should be happy.

"What do I smell like?" I smiled again and tried to pull out of his grip, but failing and staying in the same position.

I heard him snort loudly and watched in interest as he dipped his head down and pressed his lip softly against my collarbone.

"We have a wedding to get to." His voice was a little more raspy than I was accustom to, but I liked it. I really did feel like the girl in our relationship for the first time today.

His lips left my body as did the rest of him, leaving me on the bed, a stupid smile plastered over my features as I stared up at the ceiling. I couldn't help but smile though. That was my man, it sounded weird almost, just from over the past while it felt weird for saying he was mine.

He was though, that's all that mattered.

♣ ♣ ♣ Niall's P.O.V. ♣ ♣ ♣

I was out, with my secret.

I didn't know or care where Zayn or Liam were, all that mattered was the panting boy under me, I was mesmerized by the way his chest rose when he screamed, the way his jaw worked when he tried to hold everything in. The way his back arched when he hit his climax, always a second after my own. Everything about him was beautiful. I don't know why I didn't notice earlier. My life would have been so much better if I had only found him earlier.

There were small beads of sweat of his forehead, though I didn't blame him, we broke the thermostat on accident. I was in a hurry, and since no one even knew about Josh, Steven had no suspicions at all about us, for all we knew when I snuck off I was just going and jacking off in some adult movie theater.

Nobody knew about Josh, it was half the thrill for me. I just found it heart-pounding to know I was in love with someone. It was a new feeling for me. I honestly loved it though.

I knew why it pained Liam so much to see Zayn get separated from him, I felt bad for ever calling him weak. I knew now I couldn't really live without Josh, he was my everything. I can't live without him. It hurt when we were away from each other.

We stayed in our position, panting, naked, sweating, but still smiling like complete idiots.

Finally he sat up, bringing my body with his so my legs were stretched out behind him. He pressed his soft, cherry flavored lips against my own. Tightening his grip on me, I felt his hands comb through my hair then hold my neck, deepening the kiss. My hands were on his hips, holding on for dear life, like he'd leave if I didn't.

Our chests pressed together and our tongues swirled around in a hot, sticky kiss. He let me take dominance over him, as usual.

He pulled away from me, taking a piece of my heart seemingly with him. I hated when he pulled away from me, it felt like he took everything from me in a simple movement. I wanted his lips and touch, everything.

"Hey, is that your phone?" he nodded his head towards our jeans which were piled up near the coffee table.

I didn't want to leave him, but still I got up and went over to pick up the obnoxious little thing buzzing away in my jean pocket.

"Who is it?" I felt his arms snake around my waist and his lips press against the back of my neck, now I really didn't want to answer it.

"Nobody." I hadn't even checked to see who it was, I just wanted him all to myself.

"You're lying!" he laughed and grabbed the phone out my hand, and placing it to his ear, letting out a loud 'HELLO.' As soon as it was answered.

I heard the familiar ramble on the other end and saw his smile dimmer off his face.

"Louis... Is that you?" he sounded worried, a scream sounded from the other end, causing us both to jump up in shock.

"Slow down! What's going on?" Josh looked up at me with a slightly horrified expression, I knew something was really wrong.

I suddenly heard Louis's scream from the other end, he was so loud without speaker on I could hear him from here.

"He's dead!! He's dead!!" My heart rate picked up and I reached for the phone from Josh, who willingly gave it up.

I pressed the phone against my ear, listening for something but the line was dead. It just left Josh and I in silence. He was the first to move, throwing me my clothes and dressing himself in a rush. Almost falling when he caught his pant leg on his foot.

I finished before him and was out the door before he even had his shirt on. I didn't know who was gone, but I had a bad feeling about it.