Sex Lessons |z.h.|

7

"Lesson two," Niall rolled his eyes at the authoritative tone in Zayn's voice. The lad obviously tried too hard to be like a teacher, one that was strict and didn't take any bullshit but Niall laughed almost every time the raven haired man tried to be serious. 

"Before you start with it, can I tell you how my day with Liam went?" There was a sparkle in Niall's eyes as his thought of his "date" with the jock. It wasn't perfect, far from it actually as they hadn't done anything other than making out first in front of the door and then on the couch. Things went a bit out of hand when Liam tried to slip his hands up Niall's shirt and the blonde was confused. He didn't know what to do, whether to let his soon to be boyfriend continue or run to Zayn for help. Which explains why he was even bothering with a second lesson. 

"I don't want to know about that actually," Zayn shook his head, rolling his eyes when the blonde gave him a puppy face with his blue eyes widened and his pink lips in a tempting pout. He could imagine all the things he would actually do with those lips but shook the thought away. It was just a one hour lesson and then Zayn could go out and party. Hopefully get laid so he didn't have dirty thoughts about this teenager dressed in sweatpants and a simple tee. "Why are you dressed so...normal today?" He asked hesitantly, watching Niall raise an eyebrow as if mocking his question. 

"Just because I swear girl clothes doesn't mean I like being dolled up every time. Like "normal" people, even I enjoy a relaxing outfit every once in a while," He ruffled his blonde hair a bit, before plopping down on the comfortable king sized bed. Niall claimed that it was too big for Zayn, considering the raven haired man wasn't even that tall and all that shit but his argument was always brushed aside when Zayn mentioned that he had partners to share the bed with. Niall just cringed at that. 

"I didn't mean to offend you. I love what you wear and it's nice to see you dressed so casually," He gave the blonde an easy smile, trying to lighten up the gloomy atmosphere that had settled in. 

"It's okay. I'm used to people either cringing away from my choice of clothes or trying to hit on me every time. They label me as a slut simply because I like short skirts. It hurts to be judged so much just on the choice of my clothing. Girls have it really difficult you know?" 

Zayn laughed. "I guess they do." 

Niall smiled before spreading his hands like a starfish. He really wasn't in the mood for any lesson today but then he thought of Liam. The brunette had been fairly annoying today with his nice gestures. He had gotten Niall a charm bracelet, saying that it was made specifically for him and Niall didn't doubt that for a second when he saw the letter N and L dangling from it. Then Liam had made sure to shove everyone out of the way when they tried to harass Niall for wearing a skirt. It was getting annoying and Niall was about to snap at the crowd of boys and girls who thought it was okay to judge someone when Liam came to his rescue. Then Liam had even gotten him his lunch and driven him home, preventing Niall to have a proper conversation with Louis, his best mate who was surely sulking at all the attention Liam had been getting. 

"Should we start? I mean, you're here and I have to go in forty minutes so let's just do this so you can leave," Zayn shook his head, laughing nervously at how rude his sentence sounded but Niall just nodded his head, not caring a bit that Zayn had to go somewhere or that he was practically telling him to get out as soon as possible. It was a blessing that the blonde was a complete air head at times. 

"Now, I want you to take your shirt off," Niall's eyes widened at the words. Were they already going to have sex? No, no, this is too son, the blonde thought to himself, his mind already planning  a thousand ways to kill Zayn if he even dared to touch him in any inappropriate way without his permission.