Angel In My Eyes

Chapter 1

Hey guys and girls! I'm writing the first chapter! Yay! I hope ya'll like it. You better, it's taking me forever to come up with ideas for it...-_-  

[~Liv~]

Niall kissed him again, getting tongues involved this time. Zayn slipped the gun back into the belt around his waist and entangled his hands in Nialls blonde hair. Their hearts were beating like crazy. Niall could barely control himself from wanting to ripe Zayns out of his chest.

He bit down on Zayns lip, tasting a little blood flow into his own mouth. He lick at the cut making a moan escape from Zayns lips.Niall put a hand to Zayns chest and pushed him back, thinking the mausoleum was behind him. But instead it was a short head stone. Zayn fell back over that, landing on the grave site, with Niall on top of him. Niall didn't care but it seemed like Zayn did; he rolled them into an isle between graves.

Zayn was on top now and this surprised Niall, for some odd reason. Niall thought he was the bad one here. Zayn kissed Niall along his cheek bone and down his neck. He stopped when he felt Niall freeze beneith him, and started to suck. He bit down a atd bit and Niall moaned, grabing at Zayns hair and pulling him closer.

This was totally new to both of them. Neither have had anything close to this with a guy nor liked a guy in this way.  Niall pulled Zayns shirt off and Zayn wanted to do the same to Niall, but with his wings out that wasn't an option. Instead Zayn slipped his hand under Nialls shirt and felt his abs, making Niall moan again.

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It was still dark in the cemetary and a light fog had risen amongst the graves. Niall slipped on his pants, Zayn doing the same. Niall, with his sensitive hearing, heard a siren go off in the distance and quickly rushed to the dying fire and stompt on it; putting it out.

He turned to Zayn who was standing behind him staring off into the distance, "Give me your number." He slightly smiled at Zayn who walked up to him handing him his phone. Niall handed Zayn his and they typed in eachothers numbers.

Now Zayn could hear the sirens, meaning they were getting closer. Niall knew they were a couple blocks away so he kissed Zayn one last time and rushed him off. "You better go. Thanks" He winked still caressing Zayns face smiling. "Bye"

"Goodbye." Zayn stepped back and fixed the belt around his waist before jogging away.

Niall rolled back his shoulder, with a grunt, pulling his wings in. He closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment. He felt his features changing into a more human form; his eyes changing to blue instead of red, his skin a more-the-less tanish but still pale color, his teeth straightened, no vampire-looking points to them.

As soon as that process was over he opened his eye and smiled. Tonight couldn't have gone better.

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Zayn set his water down on the counter after swolowing the two pain killers. A massive head ache had occoured after stepping through the doorway of his appartment. He leaned over the sink, putting his hands on the counter for support, and closed his eyes. He stood there like that for a good two minutes thinking over the tonights happenings.

He couldn't beleive he lost a job over doing it with the demon. But he still thought it was worth every second.

Opening his eyes he made his way to his bedroom then toward the bathroom, conected to it. Shuting the door behind him he turned the shower on and stripped down. As he washed up he thought, again, about what happened with the cute blonde demon in the cemetarying. He smiled to himself and started to sing.

"From the moment I met you, everything changed

I knew I had to get you, whatever the pain

I had to take you and make you mine

I would walk through the desert

I would walk down the aisle

I would swim all the oceans just to see you smile

Whatever it takes is fine"

He was still singing as he stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist.

"So put your hands up

'Cause it's a stand up

And I won't be leaving 'til I finish stealing every peice of your heart

Every peice of your heart"

He slipped some boxers on and grabbed the TV remote from the table and threw it on the bed. Be fore sitting down, he realized he was hungery.

"I know your hearts been broken

But don't you give up

I'll be there yeah I know it

To fix you with love

It hurts me to think that you've ever cried"

He had made his way to the kitchen and scavenged through the cobots and refridgerator. He decided on a box of Cheeze It's and a glass of milk.The head ache had subsided a tad and the shower had helped a lot.

"So put your hands up

'Cause it's a stand up

And I won't be leaving 'til I finish stealing every peice of your heart

Every peice of your heart

So put your hands up

'Cause it's a stand up

And I won't be leaving 'til I finish stealing every peice of your heart"

The next part was Zayns favorite part of the song. He had writen this song himself and the next part was 'The greatest of his doings' if he could say so himself.

"And I will steal us a car

And we will drive to the stars

I will give you the moon

It's the least I can do if you give me a chance"

The last couple verses he humed to himself, seeing as it was a two person job.

Now entering his room he set the Cheese Its and milk on his bedside table and turned off the light. His eyes ajusted quickly to the darkness, making it easy to find his way to his bed and lay under the covers. He turned the TV on and flipped through the channels looking for a good show to watch and help him fall asleep.

He settled on X Factor. It was one of his favorite live shows to watch. He always thought 'One day, I'm going to be on that stage. And I'm going to beat those other contestants and be the best singer in the world' He's always dreamed of meeting Simon Cowell, who was also his favorite judge. Another reason he watched the show. Some people thought he was mean but deep down, Zayn knew he was a great funny man, who liked to use constructive critisizume.

After downing the milk and eating half the box of Cheeze Its Zayn had fallen asleep, leaving the TV playing and the soft sound of every new contestants singing float through his dreams.