International Love. ✈ z.h.

nineteen ~ ❝kisses❞ ✈

Niall's Pov

His kiss caught me off guard but I was quick to kiss back, my arms gently wrapping around the nape of his neck as he peppered my face with kisses. His lips soon moved down to my neck, a sigh leaving my lips as he smiled against my neck and spoke with each kiss.

"Beautiful. Perfect." Soon he'd come back to my face and gave me one last kiss, his head resting on my chest while I ran my hands through his hair. I was so glad that Zayn had listened to me with such intent and an open mind; now I knew that without a doubt, I could trust him with anything that I had to say.

He knew it too, the way he allowed me to hold him while I simply calmed down from the day's long events. My mind immediately drifted to Louis; I appreciated him defending me like that, though, I wish he hadn't gotten himself arrested at the same time. I decided to  call Liam to see what was going on, patting Zayn to get up for a second while I fished for my phone.

"Harry? Is everything okay? How's Louis?"

"He's a fuckin idiot is what he is. But since Shawn is the one that threw the first punch Louis is going to get released due to his self defense. But not for at least three hours." I nodded and thanked Harry, hanging up while Zayn played with a loose thread on my shirt.

"So what did he say?"

"Louis won't be out until seven something tonight, I reckon. But when he does get out we should go out." Zayn looked surprised at my suggestion, a small grin coming to his face as he furrowed his brows.

"Like to a club? I never took you to be a clubbing kind of man, babe." I shrugged, smiling back as I rested on my back again.

"What can I say? I'm a man full of surprises." He laughed as he pressed a small kiss to my forehead, sitting up while tilting his head. 

"Fine. Clubbing it is."

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Zayn's Pov

The club was packed as expected, sweaty bodies rubbing against each other on the dance floor while me, Niall, and the rest of our friends sat at the bar with drinks. Louis thankfully wasn't too shaken up about being taken away; but he was fired from the diner for causing a huge scene.

"I'm not even worried about it like, I couldn't let Shawn just shove me like that without hitting him back. I could always work here with Harry." Harry gave a scoff as he mixed one of Lily's drinks, tattoos peeking from his black shirt as he slid the drink to Lily.

"Bartending isn't as easy as it looks, Lou. But if you really want a job I can always talk to the manager." All of us laughed, especially Niall as he hiccuped and downed another shot of; I think, whiskey? Maybe he was taking this Shawn thing really hard, and after what he told me I wouldn't blame him.

Hearing Niall speak with such pain in his voice was enough to make every inch of me shake with rage; I wanted to find that kid and beat him so bad that nobody recognized him. But Niall; he looked calm about it, and beating up Shawn wouldn't take away the pain that Niall had felt in the past.

Still; seeing him cope with it now, made my heart hurt.

I stood from my barstool and made my way over to him, his flushed cheeks making him extra adorable as he switched his gaze from his empty glass to me. He smiled at the mere sight of me, trying to step down but stumbling and grabbing the bar to keep himself stable. I hurried to him and caught him just before he fell, a giggle escaping his lips while his warm breath fanned across my face.

"He could never handle his alcohol." Harry shook his head with a chuckle, Niall furrowing his brows towards him before turning his attention back to me.

"Dance with me Zee!"

"Wait," Before I could object he'd already dragged me onto the dance floor, his hips swaying lazily to the music as he danced in a circle around me. "Niall I don't dance."

"Come on, just show me some moves, please." He begged, words slightly slurred as I sighed and did the best that I could, moving my arms this way and that and moving my hips to the beat of the song. Niall had stilled, his eyes trained on me while I felt my cheeks grow hot from being watched.

"Asian Persuasion," He muttered, his face buried in my neck as we continued to sway together. I was doing fine, until I felt hot kisses being pressed to my neck, making me gasp as I glanced around to make sure nobody was paying extra attention to us.

"N-Niall—" He cut me off with a hot kiss, his tongue slipping into my mouth while he ground against my thighs. I couldn't help but feel myself grow hot, groaning as I pulled away and shoved Niall back until he gently hit a wall. He seemed satisfied, thinking that he won while I only shook my head and rested my head on his shoulder.

"You're drunk, baby."

"So?" He huffed, trying to nip at my neck again while I only pulled back, finding it incredibly hard to resist as I bit my lip.

"I want you to be fully conscious and remember everything that we do when it comes to sex, babe. Those are memories that are meant to be created and shared together, memories that I want you to have." I told him firmly, standing my ground as he frowned yet nodded along with me anyway. My sentence seemed to sober him up as he leaned against the wall, hand resting on his head as he sighed.

"Okay. Let's go home."

a.n.

"i cont donce symon."

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