Three Way Relationship

93 - Let Me Sing To You

Justin's POV

It was silent for a few hours, the only sound you could hear was our breathing, and a few kisses that we shared. Zayn stared at the ceiling, day-dreaming in his thoughts.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I glanced at Zayn.

Niall sat up a bit, staring at me. I smiled, drumming my hands softly on Zayn‘s chest.

"I'm done with being quiet." Zayn broke the silence, still staring at the roof, "I'm bored actually... I don't think my Mum would want me to be moping about... we should go for a drive, yeah?" Zayn stood up from the bed, grabbing some clothes.

"But we don't have a car..." Niall followed him.

I crawled out of bed, slipping into a pair of Niall's sweats and the jumper Zayn had brought home for me a while back when I was sick.

"My first car is here, come on, my Dad said it still runs good." Zayn said, pulling me over to him and signaling for me to hop on his back.

I did as he requested, burying my face in the crook of his neck as he held my legs in place as they wrapped around his waist. I held onto his shoulders to keep myself from falling.

Zayn headed out of the room with Niall behind him. We walked through the house, and into the garage where a small, white, Nissan Polar sat. Rust collected over a lot of the small car, making it look crap and old.

Zayn set me down, opening the car door, signalling for me to climb into the back, due to it being a two door car.

I climbed in, sitting in the back, shivering at how cold it was in the car. Zayn disappeared back in the house momentarily, while Niall sat himself in the passengers side.

He smiled small at me, reaching back and pushing a bit of my short fringe away from my forehead. I smiled, rubbing my tired eyes.

Zayn returned, bringing a quilt blanket, since it was night, around tea time. He also had a bottle of coke and a plastic bag. He placed it in the seat beside me, kissing my cheek as he did so.

I sighed lightly, my teeth chattering a bit as I felt like a frozen statue. Zayn noticed, pulling the blanket and wrapping it around my body, it being large and practically engulfing me in the warmth.

He buckled me up, since my hands were pretty much tucked under the blanket, then proceeded to sit in the drivers seat, starting the Nissan up, and pressing a button on his keys, causing the garage door to lift itself up.

From there, Zayn pulled out, and began driving out of the drive way, and down the road.

The drive was silent, Zayn had made two pit stops, one at the local alcohol store, and the second at the service station to fill up the petrol tank.

Within thirty minutes, Zayn parked the car beside a field growing tall grass, the car was basically hidden, and unseen.

I was confused on why we'd be here, of all places we could probably go in this town.

Zayn climbed into the back seats, sitting beside me and unbuckling my seat belt.

He pulled the blanket off of me, and sat me on his lap.

"Come back here, Niall." Zayn mumbled.

Niall climbed over the seats, sitting in the middle, where Zayn threw the blanket over all of us.

"Justin, babe... could you sing for me?" Zayn tested his head on Niall's shoulder, grabbing Jack Daniels and opening the bottle, sipping on it.