Niall's P.O.V.:
"W-What do you mean? I didn't blush!" Zayn protested shocked. I just laughed in his face. "Yes you did! You were pressing your lips together!" I shouted grinning like a freaking idiot. Gaahh! He blushed.
"How did you know? That's not fair!" He pouted crossing his arms. "Aw, now look who is cute while pouting." I gushed and went to ruffle his hair, but he swatted my hand away and laid face down on his stomach. "Don't be like that." I said grapping his arm and tugging on it but he wouldn't budge.
"Zaaaynnn!" I whined poking his side causing him to squeal suprised. So he was ticklish? Now I finally got some things I could use against him. I began tickling his sides and he immediatly rolled on his back laughing and squirming. "S-Stop it Niall. Right now!" He gasped, but I just laughed at him having no mercy at all.
Suddenly he grapped my wrists. "Hey!" I exclaimed. Zayn send me one of his devilish smirks. Uh oh. That didn't mean any good.
"That you get for tickling me!" He quickly leaned forward and I closed my eyes waiting for my punishment. But instead I just felt something warm and slightly wet on my lips. Was he... ? He was kissing me again! I meant we were kissing again! What?
I didn't think either of us was prepared for what happened next. I placed my hands on the back of his neck and pulled him towards me. I started moving my lips against his and he suprisingly did the same, which made me smile. God, had I known kissing someone, kissing Zayn, would be this... I couldn't even find the right words, amazing got pretty close, than I would have kissed him sooner.
Zayn pushed me on my back and now hovered above me smirking. "What are you doing?" I giggled. "I don't know." He replied and breathed down my neck, which caused me to giggle even more because I was ticklish too and my neck had always been a sensitive spot on me.
He moved back up to my face smiling at me. "If this is my punishment, I'll tickle you more often from now on." I said, making him chuckle. "Mmh... I bet you would." He mumbled before leaning in again and pressing our lips together in our third kiss today. And as the other two times too, it made my whole body erupt in tingles. God, I was acting like a thirteen year old teenage girl. But I didn't care. All that I cared about now were Zayn's lips on mine.
"I still can't believe you blushed." I whispered teasingly against his lips. He grumbled. "It's not funny." He whispered back, softly biting my bottom lip causing me to gasp. He chuckled again and continued to kiss me. You could call it snogging now I guess. We weren't kissing with tongue. I didn't even think I was ready for that. Did that make me a bad person? Anyways, it still got pretty intense and I would have never thought I'd enjoy kissing a boy, Zayn to be specific. What would my friends think? And my parents?
Well, they didn't need to know, did they? Not right away anyway.
Only now I became aware of the position we were in. The only thing keeping space between us was our clothes. And he was practically with pressed against my... private place with his... intimate zone.
I prayed to god that I wouldn't get a boner. Even the thought of hopefully not getting a boner aroused me.
And Zayns lips on my didn't make it any easier. His whole presence was... awakening... if you know what I mean. From his super sexy-hot appearance to is intoxicating scent up to his deep brown killer eyes, which made my legs turn into pudding. I tangled my hands in his perfectly smooth hair messing it up, which he probably didn't find amusing at all. But he didn't seem to notice. I wonder why, I thought smirking to myself.
I eventually pulled away when the breathing became too hard. Both of us were panting. "That was wow." Zayn breathed out. I just nodded trying to catch my breath.
When a question popped up in my head I opened my mouth but closed it shut shortly after, not sure if I should as him. "What is it? You can tell me everything." He said and I sat up again. "I was just wondering... Does that make me... us gay?" I didn't even realise that what we were doing was what normally only gay or bisexual, or whatever sexualities there were, do. "I don't know. Maybe. If you liked it you're at least not straight." He said thinking about it. I groaned putting my head in my hands. "My whole life was a lie." moaned in my hands.
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Fools In Love *Ziall Fanfiction* (Finished)
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