One Direction - Sexy Sexcapades [boyxboy]

Chapter 1: Make you Feel My Love - [ZaynXNiall]

May Contain Scenes with Sexual Content. You have been warned.

He just announced to the world that he loved me. Zayn Malik, the bad boy from Bradford, announced that he loved me in a non-platonic way.

“You just heard it here guys in Britpop Weekly. Zayn Malik loves Niall Horan as more than a brother.” The interviewer repeated. I must have been as red as a tomato. In all honesty, I fancied him back. Who could resist his cool eyes and mysterious demeanor? I know I couldn’t. I kept this secret from everyone else because I thought that I would be disowned if I told him or her. I would have to leave the band and go back to Ireland to continue my schooling. After the initial shock was gone, I took one peek at Zayn and marveled at his features. He looked at me and I immediately shielded myself away from him: One stare from him and I melt away with giddiness. After we were dismissed from the studio, I shyly walked alongside Zayn and the other One Direction members into the car. After we got in, Liam spoke first.

“That was quite a shocker. Zayn, what can you say about that?” Liam calmly said. His voice had no sign of anger or anything like that. Instead, it reminded me of my father and how he used this kind of voice to understand things, especially complications.

“Umm.. What I said in the studio was true. I love you Niall. More than a brother and definitely more than a friend.” I blushed and I gave him a sheepish smile. I was still unsure about his intentions so I decided to keep my secret about loving him back for a while longer. When we reached our flats, I was surprised when Zayn suddenly held Liam’s hand and they continued to do that all the way to their rooms. I felt jealousy. Intense jealousy. No one can touch my Zayn but me. I was still fuming when Harry touched my shoulder and told me to chill.

“Dude, relax. He loves you remember?” Harry reassured me. I gave him a nod but I left for my room. I slammed the door shut and I cried myself to sleep. Zayn was a liar, a phony, and a fake. He was  undeserving of my love. I decided that after today, I would relinquish my love for him.

In the middle of the night, I heard a knock. I groggily woke up and looked at myself to see if I was presentable. I was just wearing my boxers, my body bare because of the unbearable heat. I walked to the door and I opened it. I was surprised to see Zayn standing outside of my door. Immediately all the events that happened that day flashed back into my mind and my fury came back. “What do you want?” I glared at him.

“I just want to say it to you face to face. I love you Niall and no one else.” Zayn somberly said. I softened as I saw sincerity in his eyes. Tears started streaming down my face. I didn’t realize it until he touched my face with his firm hands and wiped the tears off.

“If you truly love me then why did you hold hands with Liam on the way to your room?” I questioned. I knew this was a very small thing but I was taught that in order to fully love someone and trust him or her, you have to take everything into consideration. I was shocked when he started chuckling. I was about to close the door on him when he stopped it with his strength.

“Babe, I only did that to prove one thing. I wanted to know if you felt the same way. I felt jilted because you didn’t say anything after my confession. I had no choice but to do this. If you want to be mad then blame Liam. He came up with the idea. I’m just happy that you have some feelings for me too, not necessarily love but I’m happy.” He replied. I then cried tears of joy. Finally, I could reveal my true feelings for Zayn.

“Don’t worry. I love you too. I can never live without you.” I stated. After I said those words, he attacked me with his lips, I grabbed his hair and I pulled him into my room. I closed the door with my foot. He started nibbling on my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I easily complied and we were French kissing, his tongue fighting against mine. I had not recollection of how we did it but we immediately faced the bed and lay down in heated anticipation. I took a hold of the hem of his shirt and I prompted him to take it off. Once his wife beater was off, I took a moment to truly inspect his body. He had several tattoos in his chest and back but one truly stood out to me. It read Z+N. Was that what I thought it was? He was still kissing my shoulders and forearms when I asked him. “What does this tattoo mean?” I didn’t want to be presumptuous. I couldn’t just expect that it would be my name and his. His answer gave delight to me.

“It means Zayn and Niall forever. I got this tattoo after the first month One Direction was formed. I realized I loved you since then. I bet I realized I loved you before you realized you loved me.” He contended. I completely disagreed.

“Do you believe in love at first sight? Well that’s what I experienced with you. That day management decided to group us together, I fell in love with you.” I graciously smiled, remembering that fact two years ago. He kissed me again, this time less intensely. It was more of a gentle but sensual kiss. After this, I don’t know how I’m going to survive without him. I craved for his kisses and his touch. I started grazing his member and he moaned at the interaction.

“Stop teasing.” He begged. I gave him a small laugh as I went down on him. I sucked his cock and he tasted heavenly. As I continued to suck on his length, he grabbed my hair and aided me by thrusting his hips and pulling me to his cock. After a while, he reached climax and I swallowed all his cum. I stood up and kissed him again. I told him I wasn’t ready yet and he understood. We continued doing foreplay until we fell asleep due to exhaustion. The next day, I woke up to Zayn kissing my neck, whispering sweet nothings to my ear. I gave him a grin and kissed him. We were starting to get into it when I remembered that I didn’t brush my teeth. I stopped him and ran to the bathroom. Confused, he followed along.

“Morning Breath” I countered, as I reached for my toothbrush. He seemed to follow and he laughed as he realized I didn’t want him to smell my morning breath. He grabbed my toothbrush and he pushed me along the wall, trapping me with his strong muscular arms.

“I don’t care about that babe.” He kissed me then, and the fireworks began again. I laughed and I teased him by slowly taking off my clothes (the boxers that I had) and subtly inviting him into the shower. He got the hint and immediately discarded his clothes and joined me in the shower.

What can I say, boys will be boys.

After our little shower session, we walked to the kitchen to eat some breakfast with huge grins in our faces.

“Someone had a good time last night.”  It was Liam that spoke. I gave him a glare and then tackled him to the ground.

“You little son of a gun.” I quipped. He chuckled but I wasn’t happy. He made me feel jealous, something a friend wouldn’t do to another friend. I got up and walked away, not before passing by Zayn and mouthing, “Come with me upstairs?” I winked. I would just deal with Liam later.