A little bit of fun (Ziall)

Chapter 18

"Get your hands off him you bastard" Zayn said as he charged at Justin and pulled his body off min within a second. I sighed in relief as I saw Harry and Louis running towards me, all of them looked a little knackered, but they seem okay.

"Zayn, Harry, Louis" I smiled. "You guys are safe"

"Niall" Zayn breathed in and before we could say anything to each other, we both leaned forward and pressed our lips against each other. We savored each other's taste as if we hadn't tasted for so long. We molded our lips against each other and tried to memorize every contour and how it feels just in case we'll never get to feel each other ever again.

When we finally pulled away, despite everything that is happening, despite Zayn in bandages and me being the most wanted person I'm the underworld, we found the audacity to smile at each other and enjoy our little moment together.

Our moment was interrupted though when Harry jumped on the bed, squeezed his way between Zayn and I, and enveloped me in the tightest hug I have ever received in the history of my entire life.

"Fuck Nialler we thought you were dead" Harry said and I was about to roll my eyes and ask him if he thinks I'm that weak to even protect myself, but then I felt some wet spreading around my shoulder area and my entire body softened as I rubbed Harry's curls.

"Oh Harry"

"I fucking missed you. I fucking thought I was gonna lose my best friend" Harry continued sobbing, his face pressed against my shoulder.

"I thought so too" I said softly. I shot Louis and Zayn an appreciative look as they backed off slowly to give us some space.

When Harry was done, he pulled away from me gently and sent me a small smile before putting all his attention to Justin who was still sitting on the floor in shame. "You filthy bastard! I thought you were our friend!"

"I am!" Justin protested. "He just looked so cute and vulnerable that I felt the need to get my hands on him. I mean, look at him! Give me one person who can resist him" Apparently, that was not the right thing to say as Zayn made his way towards him and kicked him on the shins, causing Justin to moan in pain.

"Fucking hell! You think he's some little pendant you find in your favorite mystical stores? Niall is worth so much more than that, you fucking prick!" Zayn was about to kick Justin again but I quickly stood up and yelled him to stop.

"No!"

Zayn turned his head very quickly towards my direction that I could have sworn I heard his neck crack. "What!?" he exclaimed.

"Don’t hurt him" I said, more calmly this time.

"What the fuck? Why?" Zayn asked, his fists clenching and relaxing then clenching again while his eyes kept switching between Justin and me. "He nearly raped you Niall! He would have if I didn't suddenly burst out of nowhere!"

"But he saved my life. If he hadn't sneaked into my cell I would have been dead or tortured or worse right now" I said as I made my way towards the both of them. I can see Louis and Harry posing to strike from the corner of my eye just in case anything happens between Justin, Zayn and I. I softly grabbed Zayn's arm to soothe him and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "He deserved enough pain, don't you think? Just let him go"