A little bit of fun (Ziall)

Chapter 4

I was dreaming. At least I think I was because everything seems blurry but real at the same time. I was sitting on my bed just looking around. Harry was giggling in a corner along with a feather haired devil which I assume is Louis-- and are they actually holding hands?

Yep. Yes they are. I watched as Louis brought his and Harry's hand closer to his mouth and gently placed a soft kiss on the back of Harry's palm. I would have cooed but I didn’t for two reasons: number one is that Louis is a devil and how the hell did Harry manage to hold his hand without getting burned? And number two: someone placed their hand on my shoulder and I jumped in surprise.

I jumped another time as I realized that Zayn was the one who touched me and it didn’t burn like the last few times.

“Zayn? What are you doing in my dream?” I asked.

“I should ask you that” Zayn smirked. “You’re the one dreaming about me”

I blushed because he has a point and because he was laughing while clutching his stomach and he actually looks really cute especially the way his eyes crinkled at the sides. I gulped, Zayn’s all hot and mysterious but there are times where he’s just so cute and I want to cuddle with him.

Wait what? No I don’t!

When Zayn was finally done laughing, I rolled my eyes and looked back at Louis and Harry who were staring at each other with fondness. I have to admit though, Louis is quite attractive and he and Harry actually look good together. Not to mention the fact that they’re acting like they’re the only people in the room.

“They’re cute, aren’t they?” Zayn asked as he wrapped his arm around me. I was expecting the burn but it never came.

“Yeah they are, and how the heck did you manage to touch me?” I asked as I moved away from his arm. He pouted for a while and it took me a lot of strength to resist the urge to capture his bottom lip between my own. Wait…what?

Zayn’s pout didn’t last for so long because soon enough, his trademark smirk was back. “Maybe it’s because you like me”

“I don’t like you” I said, only saying half the truth. “You’re really rude and annoying not to mention vain and obnoxious”

“Yeah but you still find me cute and I know that you want to kiss me right now” Zayn said.

“No I don’t!” I said defensively but I pretty much threw it all out the window as soon as Zayn took one step closer to me. The look in his eyes was feral like a predator watching its prey. And in this case, I’m guessing I’m the prey.

“Don’t deny it Niall” he whispered as he took another step forward and I was too frozen in place to even have the decency to take a step backwards. “You want me as much as I want you”

“N-no” I never got to finish that single syllable though because Zayn took one big step and pinned me against the wall, pretty much taking away my breath.

“You don’t have to lie, Niall” he said, I was aware of how close he was and his lips are just merely centimeters away from mine.

“I’m n—" once again, I wasn’t able to finish my sentence because Zayn pressed his lips roughly unto mine and wow his lips is the most amazing thing I have ever felt or tasted in a while. They’re soft and smooth despite how rough he gets when he nips or bites my bottom lip.

“Z-Zayn” I whimpered as he pulled away. I can feel my feathers falling from my wings but for once it didn’t matter because Zayn said he wants me and I want him badly. Who even cares that Louis and Harry are still in the room? I grabbed Zayn by his black collar and pressed my lips against his for a second round.