Josh slid between the sweaty bodies dancing and moving along with the loud music echoing around the room while Niall simply followed him a step behind, his head hanging down. As usual, as every Saturday they made their way towards the bar and as always Niall sat on the exact same stool he did one year ago.
They had finished school the previous day and partly because of that and partly because it had become a habit, they found themselves in front of the usual club.
“Are you ready to party?” Josh asked teasingly and Niall just gave him a slight smile.
Josh knew now why Niall insisted to come to this club every week, now it all made sense. Niall would just take the same stool every week and just scan around the room, slipping on his beer. He never ordered anything strong that would get him wasted, contrary to Josh. Niall never stood up to dance, never approached anyone, never kept his gaze for longer then a couple of seconds on anyone.
“You should have told me earlier” Josh started and Niall just lifted his head to meet his eyes “I was starting to think that you have some mental illness because you just sit there and watch like there’s nothing interesting here, yet you go insane if we don’t come here”
Niall chuckled and turned his gaze down to his hands which were resting on top of the counter. He knew he should have but he just felt uncomfortable and it was kind of painful to talk about it.
Like usual Niall ordered his beer while Josh jumped straight to the strong drinks.
“What does he look like?” Josh asked while sipping on his lime green drink which to Niall looked like some sort of a melted alien inside a glass, and that thought made Niall laugh while Josh gave him a strange look.
Niall thought back and memories from those three days flooded his mind.
He thought about the second night he spent at the house, when Zayn had brought Niall to his own room so he wouldn’t have to sleep on the basement, and left his bed to Niall. Niall didn’t know Zayn’s name at the time
“Where are you going to sleep, if i’m taking over your bed Z?” Niall asked holding into Zayn’s hand as the older boy guided him to the bed.
“I don’t know… probably the floor ‘cause i have to watch over you” Zayn said as Niall climbed on the bed, and sat on it, jumping a bit to see how comfy it was.
“This is a pretty big bed! You can sleep here… i mean, it’s your bed after all” Niall said without thinking, and yeah, he could feel his cheeks heat up again.
Zayn chuckled at the adorable sight of Niall wearing his clothes, tucked under his covers, in his bed, blushing because of him.
“Are you sure you don’t mind, me sleeping in the same bed as you?” Zayn asked
“Yeah… i mean, why would i?” Niall said in a quiet voice, turning to the side, and resting his head on the pillow “If you don’t mind, then for me it’s okay! But i have to warn you, i’m a cuddler…” Niall added with his back facing Zayn.
“I like cuddly people” Zayn said grinning, and slipped in bed, behind Niall “Besides, i’m a cuddler myself”
With that Zayn wrapped his arms around Niall, burying his face in Niall’s hair. For some reason, he didn’t mind that. Niall leaned back into Zayn’s chest feeling more comfortable then ever. But how could that bee?
“I really want to see your eyes” Zayn whispered in Niall’s ear, then placed a kiss on his neck, making Niall shiver.
“I wanna see you generally! Just to know what you look like” Niall sighed, using his finger to trace different patterns on the back of Zayn’s hand that was resting on his stomach.
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Over Again - Ziall (Sequel to "Just One Time") ✔️
FanfictionNiall is free. After four days of being locked inside a house from his kidnapers, he is free. But what happens when Niall realizes that he doesn't want to be free... that he'd rather stay locked in a house as long as Zayn was with him. He is hurt b...
