Sex Lessons |z.h.|

13

Niall had dressed simple for the outing. He might've had to call Louis to clean up the mess he had made and it might have been Louis who chose the clothes for him but then again, Niall couldn't really deal with the pressure. There was a nagging feeling at the back of his head about the entire ordeal with Liam. Something was going on but he was trying so hard to not see it. Liam was a handsome boy, there was a huge possibility that a cheerleader or just some random chick might have tried to seduce him and as a result, there was a huge lipstick stain on his boyfriend's neck. 

The blonde sighed, straightening his leather jacket. Louis had made him wear a simple white dress which ended mid thigh and fishnet stockings to go with them. He had made Niall wear a leather jacket on top, to add to Zayn's bad boy image apparently.  Louis' words not Niall's. 

"What are you thinking about Princess?" The soft accent caught his attention, making Niall turn around to face Zayn who was dressed in a mustard colored shirt. He had a gold chain wrapped around his neck and looked absolutely amazing, even though, Niall had noted that Zayn almost always looked amazing. He had never really seen the man look disheveled or just tired. It was as if Zayn had an endless supply of energy and good looks. 

"I was waiting for you." Niall lied, tugging on the bracelets wrapped around his wrist. He could feel a headache coming with all the thoughts going around in his head and really, he just wanted this day to proceed smoothly. Was that too much to ask for? "Where are we going today Zayn?" The blonde asked, trying to change the subject as his blue eyes focused on the streets filled with people. He had stopped at the bus stop, waiting for Zayn to come and pick him up and even though he had received countless looks from people, judging looks for dressing up like a girl, he knew it was going to be okay the instant Zayn arrived with his car.  But here he was, wearing a simple shirt and skinny jeans, the sleeves rolled on top and he looked charming even, but he didn't have a car, so Niall's only option for escape was gone right out of the window. 

"I was thinking of just going to the park or something. Or would you like to go somewhere else?" The taller man asked, shuffling on his feet as he eyed the blonde up and nod, his lips curving into a small smile when he noticed that Niall was back to his previous clothes. Everybody should feel comfortable with themselves, and if wearing dressed and skirts was what made Niall feel himself, then Zayn didn't mind at all.  He just wanted people to be happy with themselves. Self hate was really a terrible emotion and nobody should go through it. 

"We can go home?" Niall asked shyly, picking at his fingers. He could hear the boys behind him laughing loudly, and for a brief second a part of his brain wondered whether they were laughing at him.  They probably were or maybe it was just his anxiety getting the best of him. He tugged on his bracelets again, gaze focused on the ground at his black high heel sandals. He had to admit that back at home, when he was trying the clothes on, he did look damn good. He looked almost like one of those high class, sophisticated model that walk the ramp, the kind that you can only look at but can't touch, almost like a goddess but now, standing here in the middle of the street (not really) with people laughing loudly in the background and Zayn just acting like a goddamn fool who couldn't care less where they went and what they ate, Niall could feel his anxiety coming back at full force, clawing at his insides and making him feel naked and vulnerable among the few people that were around him. 

"What's the point of bringing you here if we're just going to go back to my place? Now come on little one, there's an ice cream parlor near by." Zayn gave the blonde a cheeky smile, grabbing Niall's small hands in his own before tugging the blonde lightly, grabbing him towards the main street so they could walk towards the small parlor. He wanted to bring the smaller man out, show him around a bit even though Niall wasn't a tourist and there certainly wasn't anything to see here. It was a boring town with the typical malls and big shops here and there. Random clubs which Zayn was certain Niall had never gone too. He was sure that the blonde would've only attended those high schools parties or gone to those under 18 clubs.