Friends? (Ziall)

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*Niall's  POV*

My phone rang and I looked at it. Zayn was calling and I just sat it on my bedside table not answering. I was tired and my body hurt so bad. I don't even know what I did. Zayn called again and I grabbed it. I answered.

"Hello." I said.

"Baby? What's wrong. I haven't heard from up in a couple days. You okay?" He asked me.

"No my body hurts so bad. I feel like I got beat up." I said.

"Where does it hurt?" He asked.

"Everywhere." I said whining.

"You want me to come over there?" He asked me.

"And do what?" I asked him.

"Massage your body. Help loosen the muscles. Then soak you in a bath. How does that sound?" He asked.

"Nice. Very nice." I said.

"I'll be there shortly. Hang in there." He said.

"Okay." I said and he hung up and I put my phone down.

I waited for a while. I heard a knock and I called Zayn. "Um just break in." I said.

"No come answer the door." He said.

"Thought about it... Bad idea." I said and he laughed.

"Spare key?" He asked.

"It might be in the plant down the hall." I said.

Then I waited. "Okay." He said and I heard him come in. I hung up.

"Oh my baby." He said coming over and pecking my lips.

"Out the clothes." He said and I sat up whining lifting my arms.

He pulled my shirt over my head. I laid back again and covered my body with my hands. He pulled off my sweats and put them on the floor.

He held my calf and I tried to pull away but that hurt my thigh. "Stop moving baby." He said and began massaging it.

I relaxed. My body was being soothed so nicely. He moved on to the next one. I took a deep breath out.

"Do you know why I'm going celibate for a year?" He asked.

"No, but I'm pretty sure you're going to tell me." I said.

"I was sex driven. I was having sex up to every night. Some random person. And I got and STI once and I got rid of it it's just that's what I vowed to do. For my health you know." He said.

"Zayn!" I yelled at him. "Cover your stump before you hump." I said.

"I know Niall. I don't know what happen." He said and start massaging my thigh.

"Do you know who you gout it from?" I asked.

The

"I couldn't tell you." He said.

"I'm a bit ashamed of you." I said.

"You should be." He said.

"But that was how long ago?" I asked him.

"Roughly six months ago." He said.

"Well you're a different." I said. "You're my baby." I smiled and he leaned up and kissed my lips.

He moved to the next thigh and I tried controlling myself. "So what have you been doing these last few days?" He asked me.

"Nothing. You do not know how glad I am its break for the kids." I said and he laughed.