Work For It

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Tumblr prompt- prompt: niall is the biggest frat boy Ever and zayn is at one of the parties and they get paired up ro play gay chicken and they start to make out and then niall drags zayn upstairs:)

Niall's Pov:

Loud music, People screaming, Cheap booze being drank, The air smelling of sex and sweat, Partying until all hours of the morning or partying until we pass out, Whatever one comes first, I love things like that, I love a good party, Nothing beats going to a wild party on a Friday or Saturday night and if your lucky you meet a total stranger, Get drunk, And you get laid, What could be better then that? So here I am again, Another Saturday night, Another party, Musics filling my ears, People are screaming in my ears, Girls and guys are grinding against me as I push my way through the crowds of people, Strangers are making out on couches, Heading upstairs to bedrooms, I chuckled before making my way into the kitchen, The moment I walked inside I noticed a boy sitting at the table with a beer in his hand that he'd barely even touched, He was new to these parties, It was easy to tell. 

"Alright mate" I said as I made my way over to him, The boy looked up before nodding his head.

"Yeah cheers, You?" He replied.

"All good dude, This your first party or something?" I asked over the loud music.

"Sort of, It's my first time here, My mate dragged me along" He said, I nodded before sitting down beside him.

"Not your idea of fun then?" I questioned, The boy shook his head.

"Not really, I mean it's cool once in a while but not every weekend" He commented.

"What would you rather be doing?" I asked, I'd never met someone at a party like this who would rather be somewhere else.

"Honestly? I'm abit boring, I like art, Drawing, Spray painting, I could spend hours on a piece of art, I'd rather do that then come here and party" The boy informed me, I nodded my head.

"Well maybe you should start drinking that, Might get you in the party mood" I stated, The boy chuckled, I smirked before taking a gulp of my drink. "So where's your mate that you came with?" I questioned, He shrugged.

"Last I saw he was with some girl" He said, I nodded once again.

"I'm Niall by the way" I stated introducing myself to the boy.

"Zayn" He replied.

"Well Zayn, Since your mate ditched you and this isin't really your scene why don't you chill with me?" I suggested, Zayn raised an eyebrow. 

"Yeah, That'd be cool"

I'd never done this, I'd never spent my time at a party just talking to someone, Zayn and I sat down on a couch in the living room and talked about so much, He spoke more about his art, I spoke to him about my music, We had a laugh together, He was easy to talk to, We were laughing together as if we'd known eachother for years. He began to unwind, He started drinking more bottles of beer, His laughter got louder, I slowly placed my hand on Zayn's thigh and he didn't move it, He didn't do anything. 

"Alright people game time" One of the people at the party yelled, All the people in the living room cheered happily. "Right first game is gay chicken, Rules are simple, Two people of the same sex are paired together, You both lean in closer and closer until one of you moves away, Or you start kissing" I smirked, I'd played this game with loads of people, And in the end I've always got what I wanted from them. "The first person to pull away is the gay chicken, Pretty simple really, Right first pair is"

"I don't understand the point of this game" Zayn said with a slight slur, I chuckled.

"It's to find out who's got the most balls mate" I informed him. 

"What if the person your playing with has really bad breath, You pull away your the coward with no balls?" Zayn questioned, I laughed before nodding.

"Pretty much mate, But I don't have bad breath" I commented, Zayn raised an eyebrow. "Would you mind kissing me?" I asked as I moved closer to him, Zayn looked me straight in the eyes and I watched closely as he shivered. 

"You two your next" The boy stated, I looked up to see he was pointing at Zayn and I, I smirked. 

"So would you pull away from me Zayney?" I teased, I then began leaning in, Zayn gulped before repeating my actions, Our faces inched closer and closer, Neither of us looked like we were going to pull away anytime soon, I don't know about Zayn but I have no intention of pulling away, As our faces inched closer my smirk only grew, Before I knew it our lips were connected together and we were kissing, Things started of slow, Our lips just moved together slowly but then I raised my hand and placed it on Zayn's hip pulling him closer to me, Zayn reacted straight away by sliding his tongue along my bottom lip, I opened my mouth straight away, Our tongues began gliding against eachother causing moans to leave both our mouths, Nobody in the room was speaking, There was complete and utter silence. Soon enough the need for air was becoming painful, Zayn and I both pulled away at the same time, I smirked before taking hold of his hand and pulling him from the room, I began dragging him up the stairs, Before to long we came across an empty bedroom, I quickly pulled Zayn inside before slamming the door closed, I then proceeded to push Zayn against the wall before connecting our lips together once again. Zayn moaned into my mouth as he ran his fingers through my hair, I then began to push him towards the bed, We had just landed on it when Zayn pulled away from the kiss, He then shook his head before standing up.

"Were not doing this" He said, I raised an eyebrow. "I don't do one night stands, When I have sex with someone I make sure I'm in a relationship with them" Zayn stated. 

"So you wanna be in a relationship with me?" I asked.

"I never said that, If you wanna we can go out on a date, But I'm not having sex with you tonight, If you want me you have to work for it" Zayn said. "You gotta work real hard" He whispered into my ear causing a shiver to run straight down my spine, I'd never met someone like him before but I was drawn in, And I did work hard to get him, I worked really hard.

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