Sex Lessons |z.h.|

20

Niall didn't really know what to make of Zayn's words. He hadn't ever really experienced love himself and the one time he had actually done so, the guy turned out to be a complete twat. Plus, Zayn had told him that love was about respecting yourself while accepting the other person's wishes and choices. Niall just couldn't see how anything with Liam would keep his self respect intact. He already felt so vulnerable around the brunette, feeling as if he just wasn't enough and maybe it was a good thing that they weren't talking anymore. It gave Niall more time to think and sort his own feelings out. 

"Hey you." The blonde gasped at the sudden voice, lifting his head from above the table to stare at his best mate. He hadn't seen Louis since first period and now, sitting in class during the fourth period, the one directly before lunch time, was really not doing him good. He wanted the clock to tick faster just so he could spill everything to Louis . 

"Where have you been?" Niall asked, ignoring the light blush that settled on Louis's cheeks at the question. He wasn't one to pry into his best mate's love life. Unlike Louis, Niall was capable of leaving private matters alone until the other person felt comfortable enough to share them. He just wasn't nosy and that's a good quality, so he's been told. 

"Here and there. Nowhere important but you look like you've got a lot on your mind," The feathery brunette whispered, thanking the lord above that they were sitting in the last seat. It was always a big advantage to keep away from the teacher, especially one like Mrs. Ford. She was absolutely ruthless and she wasn't too fond of Louis. Always calling him off for not behaving decently or not completing his homework on time. It was a benefit though that she loved Niall, which meant that if the blonde decided to be brave and stand up for Louis, the brunette could easily get off detention. That's how much Mrs. Ford was infatuated with Niall James Horan and really, who was Louis to judge her. 

"I've got a lot to tell you-" The loud ring of the bell cut Niall off and he gave Louis a tight lipped smile, thinking over his head about exactly what he was going to say. He was definitely going to keep some details to himself. Niall knew that it wasn't good to lie to your best friend but he just didn't want to share certain information with Louis, he just couldn't bring himself to feel comfortable doing that. On the other hand, with Zayn, he wondered out loud, he had felt so damn comfortable just telling the tanned man everything. It was as if no matter what he spoke, Zayn would still keep shut and just listen before he passed his judgement. Zayn wasn't rash or childish, he knew how to handle things in the mature way and that was a sexy quality. Niall bit his lips just thinking about the state he had encountered the older man in, early morning.  His heart seemed to melt when his thoughts trailed back to the kiss they had shared, making him frown a bit because the feeling was so strange. Niall's lips always seemed to fit Zayn's so perfectly, as if they were meant to be together and the blonde didn't like thinking that way about someone who was supposed to be just his sex tutor. 

"Spill." Louis whispered giddily once Niall had shoved all his books inside the locker and was marching  down towards the cafeteria. The blonde tugged on his white wrist band, pulling on his skirt a little bit to ease the creases out.  

"There's not really much to tell except the fact that Liam and I might have broken up." The Irishman bit on his lips, waiting for Louis to react to the statement. He himself wasn't feeling anything while speaking the words out. Everything just felt so eerily numb and normal. Maybe it was because of the way Zayn had described love. It seemed like something Niall could only ever imagine and never obtain but Zayn looked so damn sure of it when he was saying those words while looking directly into his blue eyes. Niall almost wished those words were directed towards him and not someone who else who might soon steal the Pakistani's heart.