More Than Forever

Safe in the Arms of Love

       A/N: Listen to the song :) 

           Zayn sat staring at the wall. In the dark. In the cold kitchen.

Niall had left hours ago and here Zayn was still sipping his staled vodka. Sighing, he finally stood up, and walked into the living room to get the telephone. He decided to call Niall and apologize for all his stupidity. He couldn't lose him. He just couldn't. However, Niall wasn't answering his phone of course. That was typical. Zayn decided to go out and find him. He knew exactly where he would be.

                 A bar of course.

Zayn stared at Niall who had yet to see him. He was sitting at the bar with an untouched beer in front of him. Sighing, Zayn walked over to him, and wrapped his arms around him, "I'm sorry, baby." he whispered. Niall flinched a little. "Please. Forgive me. I'm sorry."

Still saying nothing, Niall rustled in his arms. Zayn pulled away, "I dunno what I'd do if I lost you, baby."

Niall looked away.

"Please. Just look at me. Well, you don't have to look. Just listen. I'll do better. I won't pressure you as much. Okay? Please. Just forgive me."

Still nothing. Zayn finally gave up, "When you're ready, just know I'm at home waiting for you. I'm not giving up on you." he kissed Niall's temple then walked out of the bar, leaving the Irish boy there with his thoughts.

                 Zayn was home now, staring at the ceiling. He was lying flat on his back and just thinking about what an idiot he had been. He heard the door open and close. He quickly sat up and smiled, "Niall." he breathed with relief. Niall nodded his head and leaned in the doorway of the bedroom, "Hey." he spoke. 

"At least you're speaking to me."

"Yeah."

"I'll take whatever I can get. I'm sorry, babe. I really am."

Niall stuffed his hands into his pockets. He nodded again.

"So....everything...."

"Isn't okay."

"Right. Of course not." Zayn muttered.

Niall scratched the back of his neck then turned and walked out. Just like that.

              Zayn had finally drifted off to sleep around three. However, he was awaken by something next to him. He turned and saw Niall was lying there in his ball shorts and muscle shirt. "Hey." he whispered, "You okay?"

Shaking his head, Niall replied with just that.

"I'm sorry."

"Stop saying that."

"I'm--okay." Zayn chuckled a little then turned back over.

Niall lied his head down and stared at Zayn's back, "If you keep saying it then I can't."

Zayn turned back over, "You have no reason to say."

"Yeah. I do. Can I have my ring back?"

"Of course you can. Relationships go through rough patches."

                  Niall pulled Zayn close to him and started kissing him. Smiling, Zayn cupped the back of Niall's head, and held him close, "I'm so sorry about everything." he whispered, "I love you more than I could ever love anyone else." he said while tracing Niall's features. Niall gazed at the tears in Zayn's eyes. He smiled and kissed him again, "Like you said, relationships go through rough patches."

"Yeah....but I don't want to ever go through one again with you."

"Neither do I....but sometimes we won't be able to help it. I have to learn not to act three and throw the ring down." 

Chuckling, Zayn kissed Niall once more, "I love you, baby."

"I love you too. I feel safe with you."

"You are. I'll never let anyone hurt you. I won't even let myself hurt you. God, I think that's the worse right?"

Niall just shook his head. He wrapped his arms around Zayn's shoulders and held him close, "Don't worry, babe. We're alright."

"Wanna make some love then?" 

"Hell yeah." Niall grinned and locked his mouth against Zayn's.