Take Me || Niam

Chapter Four

Instead of writing Niall's P.O.V every time, this story will be in Niall's pov unless I say so. This chapter is a bit shorter than the previous. Also, this is a Ziall chapter sorry I hate myself for this chapter:( I don't like it anymore that you do haha. But DON'T worry I'll be updating soon!! So here we go, chapter four!

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As I lay in bed, Zayn already fast asleep next to me I think about my dinner with Liam and everything we talked about. We're now on a first name basis, so that's unusual seeing as everyone else is Mr. Payne to him. I talked to him about Zayn and he talked to me about his wife. He suggested that maybe Zayn was cheating on me and it had me thinking, what if he is? I mean it could kind of make sense, he's gone all night long everyday except for weekends. I know he's only been working there for about a month and maybe he's just trying to prove that he's a hard worker, but somethings off. He's different, he's so distant and I couldn't tell you the last time we had a conversation that lasted more than 10 minutes. And we seem to be fighting more now. Like two days ago I was lying in bed and Zayn came home, at who knows what time, and started yelling at me for not having any food there and made for him. I yelled back saying that even if there was food for him he wouldn't have eaten it anyway and from there it just basically turned into a yelling match.

The more I think about Liam bringing up me going to America with him the moe I like it. Maybe that's what I need, time away from everything here. Mostly Zayn, I don't even know where our relationship is as of late. He's just throwing so many weird signals as me. Liam doesn't help at all either, he's so... I don't even know how to describe the vibes he gives off. But lately, and by lately I mean the past couple days, he's been so nice to me, giving me look Zayn used to give me. I don't like his new job, it's all gone to shit ever since he's started working there.

I turn over to look at Zayn, I don't know what's happening to us. I hope it's not me, I haven't done anything wrong, have I?

I reach my hand out to run my fingers through Zayn's hair, looking at his sleeping figure and watch as moved his head into my touch. I move a bit closer before closing my eyes and going to sleep myself.

I wake up to hear the shower going in the attached bathroom. I walk to the closet and pull on a pair of seats and a hoodie since I don't have to work today. I walk downstairs to the kitchen opening up the fridge to pull out the milk deciding I was going to eat cereal.

As I sit at the counter eating I hear Zayn coming down the stairs. He comes into the kitchen looking at me. Why the hell was he looking at me? "Do you want something to eat?" I ask slowly looking up at him.

"I'll get in myself." He says still staring at me.

"Well why are you staring at me?" I stare back, my tone sharp.

"What, I can't look at you?" He practically spits out.

"Well I don't care if you look at me," I say a bit annoyed with the way he's talking with me. "It's just a bit odd since you can't seem to stand the sight of me seeing as you haven't come home to have a proper look at me in weeks." I voice, annoyed. I know I shouldn't be looking for a fight, but it just kind of happens.

"Jesus Niall, can we not. I mean all we do anymore is fight, it seems." He sighs out looking up at the ceiling.

"I'm sorry, I just.. I miss you. And you're never here. And you come home late, I have no one to talk to, no one to ask me how my day was.." I hiccup looking down, my voice almost braking, tears forming in my eyes.

"Ni.." Is all he gets out before coming around to take me into his arms. "I'm sorry Niall, I know I've been a shitty boyfriend lately.. It just..." He pauses and I look up at him, he has a look of guilt in his eyes, what is he feeling guilt about? "work has been hectic." He finishes.

I sniffle a bit before asking, "Are you okay? You seem.. Off." While taking my hand and pulling it up to his cheek, rubbing my thumb back and forth.

"Yeah I'm fine, don't worry about me. I.. I love you. You know that right?" His voice a bit shaky reaching a hand up to stroke my cheek as well looking my in the eyes the whole time. I still see that guilty look.

"Of course. I love you too, Z" I whisper the last part as if anybody else would hear. Zayn gives me a small smile before leaning down to press his lips against mine softly. I move my lips with his, running my fingers through his hair tugging on the ends. He moans a bit in my mouth. I pull back to look at him, smiling.

"I miss doing that" I smirk.

He smiles back, "me too, and I miss doing this," he then kisses my forehead. "And this," going for my nose. "Can't forget this one," he laughs going for my neck making my shiver. "This one too." He growls in my ear sliding his hands up and down my sides eventually pulling me towards him. I moan a bit feeling his hard on.

"Why don't we take this one to the bedroom." I breathe out. Then hearing Zayn groan, he picks me up and carries me to the bedroom.

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There's chapter four.. I refuse to write Ziall smut! I ship Niam too much! And I promise Niam will be coming soon.. That trip they're taking to America should be fun.. Anyway don't hate me for making this a Ziall chapter.. I promise next chapter will have Niam in it, maybe a kiss and some confused feeling coming from Niall?.. I have a feeling your gonna really like it.. It's about half written.. Vote! Comment! Tell me what you think! If you do so.. I might update really soon. X

Gaby.