Can I Help You, Mr. Styles? (Zarry AU)

Ch. 15 - I'm Such A Whore

A/N: you guys said Ziam so I chose Ziall. Don't ya just love me. HEEHEE. I would've done the same thing if you guys chose Ziall. I would've chosen Ziam instead. But this is gonna help the story progress and this is gonna be good. Trust me. I promise there's gonna be Zarry in like the next one or two chapters.
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Third Person POV

All he'd done that morning was run his fingers through his hair and left it flat on top of his head. He threw on some joggers, a white tee shirt and his Nike's.

Zayn had finally accepted the fact that he had...masturbated...while thinking of his teacher. But that made things so much worse than they already were for the boy.

When Zayn walked into school the next day, he was a nervous wreck. He could only think about how he was gonna face Mr. Styles (he didn't even feel comfortable calling him Harry anymore) when all he could think about was how much of a horny teenager he had been.

Plus, that night he was sexting with Justin to try and make up for the guilt he was feeling, and Justin seemed into it. But when he asked him to come over, Justin made up some excuse about how his mom said he couldn't go, which contradicts what he told Zayn a few days prior when he said he had no curfew.

He had been doing that a lot-- getting all flirty and saying really dirty things, and then when Zayn wanted to fuck, Justin would make up some excuse or say he didn't feel like it.

Zayn's a horny person. If he wants sex from his significant other after almost a month of them dating and the person doesn't put out, he's going to get what he wants. Whether it's from Justin or not.

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When he walked into his first class, he saw Niall sitting down in the back far right corner of the classroom, he smiled and made his way to sit in the seat next to him. He sat down in the seat and put his bag behind him, before saying hi.

"Oh hey Zee. I like that 'I just woke up' thing you got going on there." Niall said smiling.

"Shut up," Zayn replied, rolling his eyes.

Zayn took out the things he needed for this class before twiddling his fingers and deciding 'fuck it'.

The teacher walked into the classroom and before she could start talking Zayn bit his lip and turned to Niall again.

"Ni?"

"Uhuh?"

"I, uh...I'm gonna need a...favor."

Niall raises an eyebrow and looks at Zayn intently. His blue eyes sparkle knowingly.

"It's been a while since you've asked me for a 'favor'."

Zayn bites his lip again and nods, "I know."

Niall smirks and moves his desk a lot closer to Zayn's. He rolls his tongue in his mouth before he leans over and whispers in Zayn's ear.

"Is he not fucking you as good as I can? He doesn't know what you want, does he? Does he eat you out the way I used to? I bet he doesn't. Bet he doesn't have you coming apart on his tongue."

The Pakistani boy's heart beat starts to speed up and he can feel his dick start to fatten up in his briefs because if Niall know how to do anything, it's how to eat ass because Jesus Christ Zayn came once from just Niall doing that for about 10 minutes. And he knows that Niall knows how much he likes it.