Zayn scooped up Niall, cradling him in his arms. Liam watched, a soft smile on his face, as Zayn carried Niall upstairs.
Niall's perfect blonde hair fell across his face, his nose crinkling adorably as he slept.
As Zayn reached Niall's room, he gently laid him on the bed. Niall stirred, slowly opening his eyes.
"What...what's going on?" Niall asked, his voice groggy.
Zayn smiled. "You fell asleep on me. I carried you to your bed."
Niall's gaze locked onto Zayn's, his eyes widening. He'd never realized how beautiful Zayn's brown eyes were.
"Stay with me," Niall asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Zayn nodded, getting comfortable in Niall's bed. He removed his shirt and slipped into a pair of Niall's sweatpants.
Niall watched, his heart racing, as Zayn settled in.
He quickly changed into a pair of sweatpants and a light tank top.
Crawling into bed beside Zayn, Niall's body brushed against his.
Zayn's eyes met Niall's, filled with warmth.
Without a word, Niall reached under the covers, his hand finding Zayn's.
Their eyes locked, the tension palpable.
Niall's fingers wrapped around Zayn, his touch sending shivers down Zayn's spine.
Zayn's breath caught as Niall began to move his hand.
Pleasure coursed through Zayn's veins.
"Ni..." Zayn whispered, his voice trembling.
Niall's eyes never left Zayn's.
Their bodies moved in sync.
The room faded away.
All that remained was the two of them.
Lost in the moment.
Their hearts beating as one.
As they reached the peak, Zayn's eyes locked onto Niall's.
Their love, their passion.
It was all that mattered.
In that moment.
They were free.
Free to love.
Free to be.
Together.
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When the World Sleeps
FanfictionBehind the glamour of fame, Niall's world is crumbling. Depression and self-harm threaten to consume him, but he hides his pain from the prying eyes of the public. Only in the silence of the night, when the world sleeps, does he face his demons. Lia...
