Too Much To Ask.zh.

S I X T E E N

Sixteen - Your lying ass.

MATURE CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER.

Niall knew that he wasn't ready for this yet, and he hated his mother for letting the older boy in. Zayn fidgeted in his standing position as he stared at anything but Niall and the blonde rolled his eyes as he placed his child down on the bed and leaning on the wall after closing his eyes. A thick silence hanged in the air and the awkwardness wasn't that hard to catch but Niall liked it that way, the disgust he has the older boy won't even count up to it if Zayn started talking to him but like everything in his life, things never go right.

"I'm sorry." Zayn breathed out, voice soft and low and if Niall wasn't listening he wouldn't have heard it but he still did. Niall wouldn't - refused to - believe it though, because Zayn was the person that broke his heart, it was him and he decided to come back after nine whole months thinking that a simple sorry would just get Niall back and happy on his feet. Sadly, it doesn't work that way, not anymore.

"N-Niall." Zayn whispered when the blonde paid no acknowledge to him, eyes wide and looking so nervous, so scared. He took slow steps towards his ex's side, stopping once he was beside the blonde. "Our baby - "

"My baby, not yours. He's my child." Niall talked for the first time since Zayn walked in, a death glare pointed in Zayn's direction and the older boy gulped, nodding softly as he took a seat where Maura was seated earlier. Niall's glare never soften, and if he wasn't so weak and energy-less from the birth, he would have been doing anything to hurt Zayn, kill, smash - anything, really. "Niall, look I'm sorry I left you, it was - "

"Shut up, Zayn. If you think you can come back like this then you're fucking wrong." Niall spat, sitting up and slightly wincing at the pain that shot up from his spine. Zayn reached forward to help him but Niall slapped him away, glaring at him and the older boy backed away with another awkward gulp. "I. . . just wanted to take care of George." Zayn mumbled, twinning around with the bed sheet.

"No. No! Just shut up okay? Shut up." Niall breathed in, "I have a boyfriend now that basically does a better job than your lying ass, I don't need you in my life - or George's - and I know that I was stupid that I believe every shit you said but I don't think I'm that stupid to believe in it again 'cause apparently you hated me for and throw me away like a fucking rag doll." There was no response from Zayn so Niall took it a opportunity to continue, "I don't know how much you despite me, but you fucking used me, even though you knew for sure that I wasn't ready but young and dumb little Niall would give it all to you - and you knew it don't you? And when I did, what did you do? Huh? What the fuck did you do?"

"I dumped you." Zayn answered, slightly wincing at the cracked tone in his voice. "But I loved you Niall, I might not know it back then but I loved you I really did." Niall looked down at the baby, "Then why didn't you come to me when I said I was pregnant?" His voice had turned back to being vulnerable as he looked up at the older boy, "Why did you leave me?" Zayn took in a big breather, "I thought you wanted me back when you said that and you're a boy so I assumed that even if you could be pregnant, it would be Harry's and I get so jealous. Baby, please I'm sorry." Niall shook his head, "You don't have the right to call me that anymore. I hate you."

Zayn's world almost crumbled at what Niall said, felt like a thousand daggers were pushing through his chest, and he hated it. "Leave." Niall mumbled, head pointing towards the door. "Is he my child, Niall? Is he really my child?" Zayn asked and Niall's jaw clenched and he felt more hatred build up in himself as he stared at Zayn in disbelief. "So you still think that I cheated on you?!" Niall whisper-yelled, taking a pillow from behind him and throwing it at the older boy. "You know what, just fucking leave you fucking cunt." Zayn just stared at Niall guiltily as he backed away and walked out of the door before muttering "Forgive me, Nialler."

Niall remembered it like it was yesterday, the day that he wanted to delete from his memory - at the same time - savor it forever. He remembered being in Zayn's room as they watched the reruns of Lucy. Niall whined about it earlier but Zayn just chuckled, not giving in because he love Lucy - who doesn't? "This is boring." Niall whined again, pushing his face into the crook of the older boy's neck and leaving a soft kiss there. He frowned when the older boy didn't paid any attention to him, asking him to kiss him because Zayn had been awfully quiet since they arrived and Niall was almost scared that he thought that Zayn was going to dump him.

Zayn turned to Niall, lips meeting with Niall's thin ones and the blue eyed boy smiled into the kiss grabbing Zayn's T-shirt and bringing him closer. The raven haired man's hand was on Niall's jaw, softly rubbing it with his thumb. After a while, they both found themselves making out on Zayn's massive bed, the movie playing behind them long forgotten. Zayn pulled away, looking down at the younger boy who smiled up at him, trying to get up but the older boy pushed him back down, "I want you, Niall." He almost growled, licking and biting around for Niall's sweet spot on his neck trying to find it and oh - there it is.

Niall rolled his head back, letting out a low moan as he felt Zayn taking off his shirt, "Zayn, babe, stop." He mumbled, trying to push the older boy off him and Zayn looked up at the Irishman, "What, babe?" He asked, softly pecking his lips. "I don't think I'm ready for this, yet." He whispered, a light bruise covering his cheeks and Zayn chuckled, "Trust me, you're more ready than you think you are." Zayn winked and straddled the younger boy, leaning down to suck on his perk-ed up nipple and Niall groaned, arching his back at the pleasure he was feeling.

"Z-Zayn." Niall whined, watching the raven haired boy take off his shirt and whined again at the lost of contact when he went to take off his sweats, soon enough standing there in his naked glory. "Do you know how to blow someone, Niall?" Zayn asked, taking a seat on the side of the bed as he motioned to his own hard member. The younger boy blushed, shaking his head and Zayn let out a soft sigh when Niall told him he wanted to try it out, "Don't use your teeth and don't try to take too much, baby." The brown eyed lad groaned as Niall lightly licked at his dick, hands going down to jerk off at his own leaking member. "S-Shit that's enough." Zayn groaned, pushing the younger boy off him when he felt like he was going to come.

"W-Why?" Niall asked, confused and Zayn just groaned again, "I need to be inside you now." Soon enough, Niall was spread out on his back with Zayn's lubed pointer finger slowly moving in and out of him. When Zayn inserted the second finger, Niall whined at the stinging feeling but soon he was moaning loud and boisterous. "I-I'm not ready?" Niall said again almost in a questioning manner but Zayn just laughed, "You're mine for tonight Niall."

"Z-Zayn!" Niall yelled when he felt the tip of the other boy's pushed through the rim of muscles and his eyes widened at the pain. Zayn stopped when he was just some inches in, moving slowly inside until he was snugged up against the younger boy. "I'll take care of you." He whispered, hips moving slowly in dragged motions in and out of the younger boy who let out a low moan, asking Zayn to hit that 'spot' again. The bed soon shook with Zayn's rapid thrusts, Niall's loud screaming and moaning heard throughout the house that he almost felt sorry for the maids and his sisters. Zayn stared up at the blonde, the mattress shaking underneath him and he leaned in to kiss the blonde again. There was a high pitched moan let out before Niall groaned, his mouth turning into an 'O' as Zayn bucketed into him harder making him move up the bed with every hard thrusts.

"I-I'm gonna - " Niall cut himself off as he let out a long moan , shooting ropes and ropes of semen between them, and Zayn was thrusting into him for once, twice, thrice times until he was coming into Niall. Zayn fall on top of the younger boy, exhausted and a soft smile playing on his lips. "That was epic wasn't it?" Niall nodded, not finding any ability to speak as he rolled over, sleepiness taking over him.