Hungry (Ziall AU)

Chapter Six

Hungry - Chapter Six 

Niall stared at his phone, he felt like somebody had drilled a hole in his bladder and that he could piss himself at any minute. (A/N: great start to a chapter) He panicked even more when it began to buzz, his ringtone filling his ears as his eyes bulged out. He had sit there for a good 30 seconds before it stopped. He sighed, slouching but only to freeze again when it began to ring once more. "Babe, why don't you answer it?" Zayn said from their — Niall's room. 

He had practically moved in since Perrie left, ignoring Niall's shouts about how creepy he is and how he doesn't need to do this. He even had to grab his clothes from Niall's hands numerous times because the blonde kept trying to unpack for him. "I-Its Perrie! Zayn, what do I do?!" He panicked, running over to him and practically shoving the device in his face. Zayn sighed, rolling his eyes at the boy with a tugging at his lips, grabbing the phone and answering it. "What're you—?!"

"Hey, babe" Zayn greeted, pressing a finger to his pursed lips telling Niall to shut the fuck up. 

"Hey Ni–Zayn? Where's Niall?" She sounded worried.  

"He's here with me, hows the tour going?" He distracted her with another question, the technique usually works but it seems that Perrie was using ithe same tactic. 

"Fine, what are you guys doing?" She asked, and Zayn smirked a little; she had seen through his defences.

"Just day one of the two week sleepover, Niall's just..uhm, ugh..." He couldn't think of anything so he looked to Niall for help. "He's what?" Perrie pressed on. Niall looked all around then smiled, pointing at the kitchen and making biting motions with his hands. It was obvious he meant 'eating' but Zayn didn't seem to get it. "He's in the kit– yeah! He's ugh, in the kitchen. Doing..some..weird.. oh! – he's eating! He's eating...in the kitchen. Yeah." Zayn concluded, nervously. Niall sighed, making strangling gestures at the older boy who only winked with a lick of his lips. 

"Oh, yeah. Should've known, he's always in there. Can I talk to him? Need to know why he was on a motorcycle with you" she sounded serious, with a hint of anxiousness. 

"What, why." Zayn replied quickly, narrowing his eyes and giving Niall a panicked look, who got it straight away and began to bite his nails. 

"Just give him his ph— why do you have his phone anyway?" She cut herself mid sentence. "Because, ugh, Niall's...cooking?" He shrugged. "Niall can't cook" The blonde shook his head, looking quite constipated at how he paced back and fourth in the living room, he could obviously here their conversation.  

"I'm ...teaching him?" Zayn responded in a more questioning way. "Zayn, where's Niall? Is he okay?! Give him the phone!" She commanded and Niall sighed, taking the device into his hands.

"I'm here, Pez. Ugh, I can explain." He bit his lip. "Jesus christ, Niall. You had me worried! I know how afraid you are of motorcycles and then as soon as I leave I see you on Sugarscape with Zayn! Fuckin' mental you are! Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself? Want me to come back?" She rushed, and Niall had to hold the phone a distance. 

"Pez, Pez, Pez. Calm down. I'm fine!, is that why you called? You were worried about me getting hurt? Nothing else?" He was aware he sounded really suspicious but he was curious. "Yes, bloody hell. You Irish twit, I went in a state of panic because Zayn answered your phone and he was being all vague and not giving me on specific answers! I was all set to ring mam and tell her to get her arse over to the hospital!" She sighed out, breathless and Niall smiled, frowning straight afterwards at how his sister cared for him, the memory of Zayn under him flashing through his mind. 

"Hows Zayn? Are you guys alright? Friends?" She asked, sounding calm. "Y-Yeah, he moved right into my room!" Niall laughed nervously but it came unnoticed to his twin. "Thats gre— Wait. Why's he in your room and not the guest room?" His whole body froze. Cheeks flushing the darkest shade as he looked up at Zayn who merely shrugged. "Oh, I have to go now! See ya Niall! Love you both!" 

"Love you too" the two boy chorused at the same time before the line went dead. "That was close" Zayn chuckled and Niall scowled at him. "Do you?" He mumbled. "Do I what" Zayn looked at him, expression impassive. "Love her. Do you love her?" His voice was unintentionally hoarse and his throat was beginning to hurt, why he asked was unknown. "Yes" Niall felt a sharp pain in his side, feeling disappointed, but why? "I do love her" he doesn't know if he should feel pleased that Zayn loves her or disappointed that he loves her and he's cheated on her. But maybe he was disappointed for a whole other reason. "Why?" Zayn asked taking a step closer to the boy. Niall turned away, not really able to explain since he, himself, didn't know the reason either. "I was just asking" he mumbled before turning away, only to be stopped by a tug at his elbow. "I don't think you're being honest" Niall was shocked, how would Zayn know?  "Can you let go of me please?" He asked, wanting to run up to his room so he could sort himself out. "Never" Zayn whispered before crashing their lips together. 

Niall not even letting another second pass before kissing back, their tongues twirling together in an exchange of saliva. The two boys immediately falling onto the sofa with their shirts off. Zayn's hand palming the hard in Niall's jeans. They didn't drag things on, quickly getting down to business because its what they both wanted, Niall included. "Zayn, please.." He whimpered into Zayn's mouth as he bucked his hips up into his hand more, desperate for friction. "What do you want, princess. Tell me" he ordered into the skin of Niall's neck, licking a stripe down his jaw, erupting shivers down the paler boys spine. He only replied with a bunch of whimpers which Zayn was not pleased about, he pulled his hand away "I said tell me" he growled, he, himself, just as hard as Niall was. "Fuck me, Zayn. Fuck me into the fuckin' couch" his words hit Zayn like a bus, he'd be regretting those words later and claiming he never said that, the older smirked, wishing Niall could see himself right now. Niall was always so dazed in sex, he was always so gone that his mind doesn't register anything until the morning after, Zayn liked to take advantage of that. 

Niall lifted his hips up, letting Zayn take off his trousers as he watched him with half lidded eyes. Zayn doing the same with his after. Niall's mouth was parted open releasing quick pants as Zayn licked the pink muscle. Diving his tongue deep into Niall's puckered hole, letting his tongue explore all around it. The tip of his tongue brushed against Niall's prostate, making the blonde moan out, one hand wrapped around his cock as he pumped himself, his body writhing on the leather surface of the sofa. Zayn slipped a finger inside him unexpectedly, and without warning adding a second finger. "Fuck, Zayn. Just fuck me already." He said through gritted teeth. "Whatever you say, Horan" he snickered. Niall gulped, every time Zayn said Horan he was always so aggressive and angry. At that moment Niall didnt know what to expect. Zayn pulled his fingers out before lining himself up, looking at Niall with what looked like a devilish smirk before slamming right into Niall's prostate, the blonde screaming out as he fisted the fabric on the pillows of the sofa. Zayn snapped his hips roughly into him, feeling the burn of Niall's nails scratch down his back. "Shit, fuckin' hell, Horan. You're so fuckin' tight" he groaned, feeling Niall purposely clench around him and scream out, his head dropping back into the leather. Zayn's face was screwing with pleasure, repeatedly ramming his hips into the smaller boy with short pants emitting from his mouth. He watched his dick get enveloped by Niall's tight wet heat and he screamed out. The silence of the room completely broken by both of them, skin hitting skin and Niall's shout along with Zayn's groans. "Fuck, Zayn. Harder! Shit." Niall screamed, he felt himself being grabbed at the hips, and in just one second he was being held up in the air while being fucked into. Zayn thrusted his hips harder, obeying Niall's orders as they bounced on the sofa. Niall gripped on Zayn's shoulders, feeling himself almost there. His legs were wide open, Zayn underneath him as he fucked Niall in the air, Niall yelling out into Zayn's neck as he felt himself near the edge. "Fuck, you're gonna make me come Zayn. Come on. Fuck me" he panted, meeting his thrusts halfway so the both of them can reach their climaxes quicker. Zayn pulled all the way out until only the head was covered before diving back in, hitting Niall straight in the prostate, one shout of Zayn's name echoing through the room before spilling right onto his stomach. Zayn following him after, emptying himself out deep inside of the blonde who was laying on the sofa, his skin sticking on the leather as he panted.  

The two got up, walking up to the bathroom hand in hand, letting each other clean them selves before sighing and plopping down on the bed. Niall immediately falling asleep, short snores escaping his lips. Zayn looked at him with a smile forming, watching how his chest moved up and down in a calm rhythm, eyelashes falling on his flushed cheeks. "Sleep well, princess" he chuckled, pulling Niall onto his chest, and kissing him one last time on the lips. He looked at the blonde head of hair and smiled warmly, before staring up at the ceiling. Mumbling a few words that he never thought he'd have the courage to say the boy. 

"I love you, Niall" 

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A/N: Zayn just can't make his mind up, who the fuck does he love, I'm so confused. There you go my little buttery nipples (what a great fan base name) I dunnooo, its too early to be writing but y'annoo. 

P.S- if you follow me then good for you you lucky shits because I have a surprise that I've been planning for quite a while now and i'm excited about it and i hope you like it so... soon, my friend, soon.   

so 20th July is a date to look forward to I guess :)  

P.S.S- sorry for the lame smut xD, t'was done way to early in the morning.

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