It's Like I'm Sleepwalking z.h Book 3

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ELEVEN
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-Niall-

I stared at Zayn for so long I felt like I could have died then and there. His hair was down, hanging in his face. He gave a tired smile and walked towards me.

His cold lips touching my cheek. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." I whispered ever so softly, the words were meant for only him, there was no point in saying them any louder for anyone else to hear. I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling of being next to Zayn. One of his arms sneaking around my waist and the other caressing my cheek.

"So how'd you do it?" He asked curiously.

"I burned it down." I said looking up at him through my eyelashes. His eyes went wide and he was letting me go. He didn't say a word, just went running to the kitchen to grab something.

"Hello?" Then I realized it was his phone. "Louis?".. there was a pause and then I could see him sigh a breath of relief. "I just wanted to see if you were alright... is harry there? He is? Okay.. yeah bye." He set his phone down and looked at me. "You are lucky they weren't there."

I smirked, "if they had been I wouldnt of cared."

"Excuse me?" He said stepping closer to me, his hand immediately going for my jaw, his grip tight, he walked me back till my back hit the wall hard. "I'd rather have them than you."

I shook my head violently and placed the palms of my hands over my ears, I could hear a ringing. Then it suddenly stopped. I looked at Zayn and his face looked angry and concerned at the same time. "You didn't mean that Zaynie." I could feel tears start to surface. "You.. you love me." His grip loosened and his arms were wrapping around me.

"Lets go to bed, baby. We'll deal with all of this tomorrow."

"Okay." He picked me up and carried me up to the room where he layed me down and gave me a kiss on the forehead. He stripped me down slowly, with each article of clothing he removed he kissed me. Then I was just left in briefs, as was he.

"Goodnight." He whispered sleepily. His eyes blinking slowly, almost as if he couldnt keep them open anymore. I got real close to him and placed my head on his chest. My fingers tracing the outlines of his tattoos. I wasnt very sleepy. I still had a rush of adrenaline and I wanted to do something, but I didn't move... wasnt going to move. I was going to stay there.. in Zayns arms.

Sleep would come soon..

Even if that meant having nightmares....

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The next morning came all too soon. The sun shining through the curtains, I didn't even think I slept more than two hours. I looked up and saw Zayn was still asleep. His mouth open slightly and his eyes closed. His breathing was even, meaning he was still in deep sleep.

But of course... I could change that.

I slowly got off of Zayn and slid down so that I was right were I wanted to be. My fingers slipping through his briefs and pulling them down ever slowly, the funny part was he didn't even flinch at my cold hands.

When they were pulled down on all the way I started to kiss up his inner thighs, his fingers softly gripped onto the silky sheets, as I got closer to where I wanted to be his fingers gripped tighter. Then my mouth was around his member. My tongue swirling around it slowly. Then I was pulling away with a pop and kitten licking it all the way to the base.

Then I took him whole, his grip on the sheets was so tight his knuckles turned white and I chuckled causing vibrations and making me him moan.

I bobbed my head up and down, doing what I could to make this feel good for him and in time he was releasing, the sour taste filling my mouth.

As I swallowed he opened his eyes and jolted up. I wiped my mouth and gave him a smile. "Goodmorning baby." He said stretching. "Thank you for that by the way."

"Youre welcome." He got up and put on some shorts, didnt even bother to put on some briefs so it was just flopping every where as he walked. I stared at it.

"Can i borrow some of your clothes?" I said giving him my best puppy dog eyes.

"You dont have to ask baby."

"I gave him a shy smile and stood up to go through his things till I found something I liked. I looked up only to notice Zayn had been watching me the entire time. I could feel my face heat up, but he just chuckled and held out jis hand for me to take. I took it timidly and followed him out the room and down the stairs.

Again I jumped, I had forgotten about last nights events. Zayn sigher and told me to wait in the lounge, me being the obedient son of a bitch that I am, did as I was told. I stared at the telly, the black screen showing my reflection. I looked like shit - how did someone as beautiful as Zayn like someone as hideous as me?

The couch was sinking down next to me after a while, "what are you thinking about, baby?" He placed his hand on my thigh and gave it a pat.

I took a deep breath and then sighed. His arms wrapped around me and pulled me on his lap. He kissed me neck gently. "I love you, you know, more than dream Zayn ever would or will." He whispered the last part.

"Zayn what do you see in me? Why did you fall in love with me?"

"You were different."

"Everyones different in their own way." I almost spat.

"But you were different, you were this.. this psychopath... who was just like me."

"But im not like you .. youre worse... you killed your family."

"They werent my family. The only family I have is Harry." He said angrily, then his face softened.

"And then I kind of have this one now.. you, me, and javaad."

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