Sex Lessons |z.h.|

40

How do you walk up to the person you love with every fiber of your being, and tell them that you have a deadly disease? The person that you have been in love with for a long while but only now managed the guts to confess your feelings out, the person you promised to protect and take care good care of. How can you ever just ruin their hopes and dreams for the future like that, with a confession of being addicted to cigarettes and even doing drugs every once in a while? It's simple. You don't. 

That's exactly what Zayn did once Harry had dropped him off - carefully parking his car in the garage while calling an Uber  for himself (paid for by Zayn) - he simply walked inside the house, smiling the fake smile that he would definitely have to master in the few months he was going to be living with Niall before he sorted out his own life matters -Or death matters; whichever it may be - and without saying anything extra or even mentioning his health issues, he grabbed the tiny human from his waist, lifting him up a little and twirling him around until Niall was a giggling mess. 

"Put me down you big idiot," the blonde laughed some more, oblivious to everything but the hazel eyes that were deeply staring at him. He quickly composed himself once out of Zayn's terrifying grip and got on tip toes, smiling against the Pakistani's cheery lips before pecking them twice with an exaggerated pop sound. "I missed you." 

"I missed you too." Only I had too much on my mind to actually genuinely miss you but god, I want to keep on kissing you all night. Zayn kept his mouth shut, not escaping his thoughts from getting out. He simply allowed his eyes to take in Niall's beauty that was surprisingly wearing his favorite pair of booty shorts along with a cute bunny printed crop top that left hardly much to imagination. But Zayn liked how slowly and surely, Niall was going back to his old self but with a sense of determination, a new found spirit in him. He appreciated that so much about the blonde, his strength and vigor. 

"You went to the doctors, right? What did they say?" Niall asked curiously, keeping his eyes fixed on Zayn as he made the bed, putting the fluffy pillows to the head to the king sized bed before arranging the bed sheet. 

"Uh..it's just an infection. I got medicines for it. Three pills that I have to take for a week and then visit the doctor again." Zayn mumbled, trying to look preoccupied as he raided his cupboard in search of a perfect t-shirt to wear for the night. Was it wrong of him to be keeping this from Niall all because he didn't want the blonde stressing over something that couldn't possibly be cured? Sure, cancer survivors did exist but at what cost did that survival come? Years of pain and chemotherapy which in itself renders a person weak and drained. Zayn didn't want that. He wanted to live his life and just maybe, do all the things he was too chicken to do before. Maybe he can even go scuba diving now. 

"Is it anything serious?" The amount of concern in the Irish accented voice made Zayn pause mid action. He detached himself from the pile of clothes, turning his attention towards Niall and smiled. 

"No, love. It's nothing serious." And he might be a liar, and the biggest idiot in the world for keeping it to himself but he couldn't bring himself to speak it out loud, because telling Niall would mean sitting there while the blonde wept and cried. And that was something Zayn couldn't handle. Not now. 

"That's good then. I have some news of my own," Niall grinned, crossing his hands behind his back as he walked with a spring in his steps towards the raven haired man. He brought a hand forward, running it against that thick stubble and smiled to himself, loving the roughness that Zayn carried with himself. It was sexy, and even beautiful. Zayn Malik was definitely beautiful and Niall loved him. He bit his lips thoughtfully, trying to drag on the topic but sighed when Zayn didn't make an inquiry about what he wanted to say. "Greg and I went to the school today and he got me enrolled in. There were serious talks with the Principal and he took full responsibility of ensuring that I don't get bullied or teased for anything that has occurred. The entire school is shocked with Liam's arrest and even Luke's. It's been a hell of a day." Niall sighed, thinking back to what he had done in the morning after visiting Louis. It felt rather strange to be walking down the familiar halls filled with faces he recognized but didn't know. And all of them kept staring at him with either a sympathizing smile or a sneer. Niall had felt out of place in there but he knew that school was important if he wanted to get anywhere in life. He allowed Greg to register him once again.