More Than Forever

Getting It Done With

        "Let's not talk about that." Niall chuckled when Zayn brought up how badly he moans during "it". "Oh come on! I think it's adorable!"

"Well, I moan because I'm in pain."

"Oh, so it's not pleasure?" Zayn laughed and ran his fingers back through Niall's sweaty hair. Niall shrugged. He had a shy smile on his face and his cheeks were red. Zayn smiled and turned over onto his stomach. He ran his fingers down the side of Niall's face. Niall was staring at the blankets. He picked at them and sighed, "I'm hungry."

"I know, baby. Nandos?"

"Of course." he pouted then giggled. Zayn kissed the corner of his mouth then grabbed the phone, "I'll have Paul bring us some so we don't have to get out."

"Sounds good. I'm gonna go shower."

"What? Why?"

"I'm sweaty. I hate being sweaty."

"You're a diva."

"Where do I get it from? Hmmmmm?" Niall laughed as he bounded to the restroom. 

                  After Zayn ordered the food, he stepped into the bathroom, and fixed up his hair. He smiled when he heard Niall singing. He slowly pulled the shower curtain back and grinned, "Hey, baby."

Niall rinsed his hair and shook it out. Zayn laughed, "Can I come in?"

"Hell ya'." Niall grinned and stepped back. Zayn hopped in and pinned Niall up against the wall. He kissed him and kissed him again, "Mwahh! I love you!" he held his fiance's face in his hands and gazed into his eyes, "I love you so much." he whispered. 

"I love you too." Niall smiled, "Don't go all serious on me now, Malik."

"Oh, please. Don't call me that." Zayn chuckled, "You called me that when you threw the ring at me." 

"I'm so sorry, baby. Won't happen again." Niall beamed then wrapped his arms around Zayn's neck and held him close against his wet abs. Zayn grinned and felt shivers go down his spine. He loved that feeling and he loved the feeling of being with Niall. He never wanted not to be with Niall. Niall was his life.

"So I was thinking." Zayn said while swaying back and forth.

"About?" Niall pressed.

"How about we just run off and get married?"

Niall belted out laughing, "I thought you really wanted a cheesy wedding?"

Grinning, Zayn shrugged his shoulders, "It's hard to wait to be married to you."

"It'll be just like we are now. You won't lose me."

"I would feel more secure though if it were on paper."

Niall thought for a moment, "Wanna then?"

"Wanna....?"

"Elope?"

"Hell yeah but what about the boys?"

"We'll explain that to them. They'll understand. We couldn't choose a best man anyway."

"You're right. Less complication." Zayn grinned and gripped Niall's shoulders, "Let's do it!"

"Now?!"

"Yes!"

"NOOOOO!"

"Why?!"

"NANDOS." he pouted.

"Right, right. After Nandos?"

"Hell to the yeah!"

                   

                      "Where are we going?" Niall asked while Zayn drove around.

"Just chill." he said.

"You're lost."

"No, I'm not."

"Actually, I think you are."

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"I'd shove my tongue into your mouth if I weren't driving."

"Hmm just your tongue?" Niall giggled.

Zayn laughed and grabbed the map, "I swear it was here."

"Oh gosh we're eloping. Yay." Niall sarcastically moaned.

"Aha! Here we go!" Zayn pulled into the British wedding chapel, "Alright. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I am sure."

"You don't want to go to a gay bar or to a male strip club and have one last night of freedom?"

"Zayn."

"Alright. Just joking." Zayn kissed Niall's mouth then pulled away, "Come on. Let's do it!"

                   

            Niall Malik.....weird. Niall thought while they were in the hotel. He yawned loudly, "I'm tired."

"Sleep then." Zayn murmured while reading over their marriage license, "Can you believe this? We're married."

"I don't see why I had to take YOUR last name. Why couldn't you take mine?"

"Because you're a snowflake and I'm a badass."

"Whatever." Niall chuckled and nudged Zayn with his sock foot. "Come here. Lay down with me, babe."

"But I'm reading this. I want to frame it."

"Then we'll get a frame tomorrow. Come lie down with me."

Zayn finally put the paper down and crawled in next to Niall. He pulled him close and kissed him, "I love you more than anything in the world. So who are we telling first about this?"

"I think we should tell the lads then our mums."

"I'm glad no press were around when we got married. More personal that way."

"But our fans shouldn't know last. I say we just....tweet it."

"And get murdered by the boys." Zayn joked then kissed Niall again, "How about we just think about us tonight?" 

"I think that's a perfect idea." Niall faked a British accent.

"Oh hell that is a huge turn on!" Zayn growled then pinned Niall down and never let him go....

                When they woke up, they were tangled up in sheets. "Zayn! Get off!" Niall grunted. Zayn smacked Niall, "Don't wake me up."

"Abusive." Niall grumbled and grabbed his boxers. He went to the bathroom where his phone was laying on the counter. He picked it up, seeing a message from Liam. 

RUN OFF TO ELOPE HUH?!

Gasping, Niall sprinted back to the bed, "Zayn, they know!"

"What?" Zayn smirked.

"Liam texted me and said he knows! What the hell! Who told?!"

"I'm sure he's just joking." 

"I doubt it! Liam never jokes about that stuff!" 

"Um, I'll text Harry okay? He'll be calm about it."

"You do that." Niall gulped then hurried back to the bathroom. He called his mum and talked to her for little over a half an hour. Her voice soothed him. He admitted to her what he did....and she screamed through the phone.