Stronger *Trilogy* (Larcel/Larry)

Chapter 9

"Z-Zayn!" Marcel slurred as he saw his best friend walking up to him, his raven hair in that perfect quiff and his honey brown eyes shining under the bar lights.

Marcel tumbled off of the bar stool, Zayn quickly grabbing his upper arm and steadying him so he wouldn't have a painful fall in his state. Marcel smiled lazily up at him and Zayn just sighed.

"What are you doing here?" Zayn yelled over the music. He wondered if this was supposed to be a pub or a club because the music was definitely too loud for an everyday bar. When Zayn realized that Marcel hadn't heard him, he leaned closer to the boy, whispering down his ear the same thing.

Marcel giggled as Zayns breath hit his neck and he definitely noticed the strong alcohol sent in Zayns breath.

"Drin-king!" Marcel hiccuped and then smirked as he waved his beer in the air, showing Zayn.

"Why? Did anything happen?" 

"Louis being a dick." Marcel mumbled and Zayn just sighed, patting Marcels back for comfort and helping him sit back on the bar stool.

Zayn called the bartender and started to order shot after shot after shot. He had had too many and sure enough he was almost as bad as Marcel a little while later. Both lads sat on bar stools, laughing hysterically at well, nothing! Zayn was trying to say a joke but couldn't even form the first word without laughing which made Marcel laugh along with him.

"Dance with me." The raven haired boy suddenly yelled over the music, jumping off his bar stool and grabbing Marcel pulling him towards the dance floor. Drunken bodies grinded on each other and swayed to the music. Zayn and Marcel soon became two of those people.

Marcels back was pressed against Zayns chest as the raven haired boy moved his hips to the beat. His hands had a firm hold on the boxers hips and his chin was pressed into his shoulder. He kept slurring lyrics down his ear and Marcel couldn't help but giggle as the Bradford boy behind him kept missing words out.

Suddenly Zayn had spun Marcel round and stared into his green eyes. He was still swaying his hips creating friction between the two, making Marcel his at the sensation. Zayn smiled lazily at the boy and let go of one of his hips and brought his hand up to Marcels curls, running his fingers through the soft and curly locks. He then caressed his cheek and he smiled happily.

"I've been waiting two years to do this." He whispered and then he crashed his lips on Marcels.

Marcel didn't even pull back. He knew it was wrong, he knew this was cheating but at that moment, he was upset with Louis, he was upset with himself, he was angry at the world, he was angry at God and he was drunk. That's why he started to kiss back, Zayns lips feeling kind of rough yet soft against his own. He knew he was kissing the wrong lips but he didn't really care.

Zayn nibbled on Marcels bottom lip and then gently parted the curly lads lips with his tongue. His tongue quickly darted into Marcels mouth, their tongues dancing a messy tango as Zayn tugged on Marcels curls, a throaty moan escaping his now dirty and cheating lips.

"Let's go back to mine." Zayn breathed as he pulled back, out of breath.

Marcel didn't have time to reply as his lips were once against captured by Zayns but he soon nodded eagerly as he felt Zayns now hard member pressing against his thigh.

Zayns hands trailed down the boxers back and he squeezed his ass as they somehow walked out of the bar and walked towards Zayns car, not breaking the kiss. He slammed Marcel against the car, the cool metal making the lad shiver as Zayn kissed him harder and his hand trailed down the green eyed boys chest and then teasingly over his bulge. Marcel whimpered and he smirked opening the door and pushing Marcel in as he ran over to the drivers side and got in, speeding off down the road and to his flat.

They were finally in the flat now, the lights off, Zayn straddling Marcel on the couch, t-shirts off. Zayn quickly attached his lips back on Marcels in another make out session as he kept brushing over his bulge with his finger tips, teasing him. 

Suddenly though everything seemed to go black and the heavy panting soon turned into worried yelling.

A/N: Hey there everyone! Quick note, this is in third view because Marcels POV just wasn't working out. Also it's pretty damn short but I wanted to keep the next events for the next chapter! So what do you all think happened!?