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Zayn**

"Hey Niall.. It's Zayn.. Again... Just call me back please... I'm so sorry about the other night... I was just... you took Harry back, and we were supposed to be together and forget about our troubles.. but you took him back right in front of my face.. and I didn't know what to do.. please call me back Niall.. I... I love you.." I hang up the phone and throw it on my bed. My room is a mess, there's red cups everywhere and clothes that aren't mine, and food all over the place. 

I sigh and bend down to pick up all the trash, and carry it down to the kitchen. When I'm done cleaning I strip out of my clothes and dispose of them anywhere, and trudge to the shower. I step into the cold water, and press my body to the wall, and let the tears fall freely.

"ZAYN! STOP TOUCHING!" Niall giggles, swatting at my hands, splashing the water in the tub around. "We're supposed to be getting clean!" 

I reach up to his neck and pull him to me, and place a kiss on his lips. I trace my tongue over his botton lip, and he moans slightly pushing his tongue into my mouth. I pull him on to my lap, and kiss him more, letting my hands dissappear in his hair, and rub his back. His bum rubs against my stiffening member,  and I moan into his smiling mouth.

"I love you Niall." I whisper against his neck, and he smiles.

"I love you Zayn. Now, shall we get down to what you really love?" he smirks, taking me into his hand. I tilt my head back and moan as he begins to stroke me. My hips buck more into his hand, and he smiles, and climbs into my lap. He slowly aligns himself with my member at his entrance, and slowly sinks down. 

"Oh.." He moans, leaning into my shoulder. He puts a hand in my hair, and another on the wall behind us. I groan as he begins rolling his hips, and I begin to stroke him slowly. He pulls himself off of me slowly, and slams himself down, as a slight scream escapes his lips, and my head tilts back and a growl erupts from my chest.

"Fuck... Zayn.." He moans, and begins to twitch in my grasp. I thrust sloppily into him, and fell myself building up.

"Niall, I'm so close.." I moan, biting my lip. I thrust roughly into his awaiting entrance, and empty myself inside of him. He still moans as I thrust a little more into him, still stroking him, and he explodes on my chest. 

I smile. "What happened to getting clean babe?"

He giggles and splashes the tainted water at me. 

My body convulses at the memory, and my own tears blind me.

"Niall... Niall.." I cry silentl into the water. 

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