Angel's Mural â"‚ Ziall Horalik Mini-Fic

F O U R T E E N - You're Free To Love Me

Zayn held onto the Horse as tight as he could as they ran, ran as fast as they could. Yes, it had been hours sense they started riding, the sun nearly peeking over the mountains but they still went faster, the Horse panting and huffing.

They were towns away from their home, and people stared, they stared like no other. Not because the color of Zayn's skin because honestly, he looked just as white as the others, but watching four kids racing through a town, there horses packed wasn't exactly every day.

They were no racing through a small town, at least forty fifty miles from the Horan's Plantation.

Finally, Niall slowed his horse to a walk, the others doing jus the same. "T-They need water, and Zayn needs food." Niall rasped, reaching into his bag on the back of his horse and pulling out a sack of coins. Gold coins.

"Woh," Harry gasped.

"I-Is...How much money is that?" Zayn asked.

"Its six hundred dollars. I stole it from my father safe. He has so much he won't notice, but it should be enough to get us by for some time until we can find a place to settle down, find jobs." He told them, taking a single gold coin from the saddle. Each coin was worth at least 25 dollars and he walked right to the bank, cashing it in for bills.

"Zayn baby, are you hungry?" Niall asked, slowly tracing his hands up Zayn's forearm. "I-I'm okay Ni, really. We should fill our canteens."

Niall nodded his head, kissing Zayn's cheek before taking his canteen and walking into the nearest tavern, asking them if he could use there spigot in which the obligated, letting the boy run around back and fill the water bottles, before Harry took his turn, dowsing his hair in said water and bringing a bottle back to Mae.

"Are you sure you're not hungry?" Niall couldn't keep his mind, or hands for that matter, off the dark boy. He'd never gotten to love him in the open. "Really, Ni, I'm fine. We should be riding before it gets too hot. We can find a stream to let the horses rest, there should be something around here, Yeah?"

Niall nodded his head, still smiling at the beauty before him. "C'mon, let's go." He sighed, leaning in to press a kiss to Zayn's lips-of course when no one was looking there way-before jumping back on his blood bay, making sure everything was tied down and the money in his pocket was secure before they all took off again.

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Back at the Horan's Plantation, Niall's father was furious, he was livid.

He'd found the Kerosene pale, the loose horses and a Note, folded up on Niall's bare bed. He set it down at the table where a search part sat, and unfolded it, reading it aloud for all to hear.

Father,

How dare you imprison me here, how dare you control my life. I am my own person and I will do as I wish and right now, all I wish is to be away from you. So I am. I took what's left of my friends, and we've run away from you.

You're a cruel man for beating my brother, and even crueler for forbidding me to love him. Which I do.

By the time you find this, I will be hundreds of miles away, probably resting in a hotel room, making love to my beautiful Zayn. Don't try, because you won't ever find us. You have to learn to let go and even if you don't, it's too late. I'm already gone.

-Niall

"Fucking bastard!" Master Horan growled, slamming his fists against the wood table. "Your son is no better than mine." Someone piped up and Mr. Horan thought he might strange him, but he was going to save that for Niall. He was going to kill him with his own bare hands.

"C'mon, where riding out!" He told the men.

Outside, the slaves already managed to round up and saddle the horses, handing the men there guns and watching them take off like a bat out of hell with death wish.

~*~

Niall was right; he was hundreds of miles away, luckily in the opposite direction in which his father was going.

It was now nightfall and they had just managed to set up a small tent for the four of them.

They took the Horses saddles off and let them graze on the pasture. He knew the horses would leave, he'd camped like this offend and his Horse always staid, and of course, The Stallion led the other two, younger Horses who staid where he stayed.

"Lay down," Niall told Zayn, kissing his forehead.

Zayn grumbled and shook his head. Mae and Harry where already tucked into their blanket, cuddled close together beside them, while Zayn was reluctant to lie down. "C'mon, Zee." Niall groaned, gripping his hip. "No, Ni, You promised when we stopped...I'm ready now." Zayn mumbled under his breath, pressing his face into Niall's neck, tickling this skin with soft kisses.

"Z-Zayn, I don't know, I-" Zayn pressed their lips together, stopping Niall. "I'm ready Niall, I want it. Please. I want you."

And Niall knew he couldn't say no to that face.

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