taste my sad // ziall ✔️

07.

"are you hungry?" zayn asked niall.

niall continued to stare up at the ceiling and shrugged his shoulders.

"is that a 'yes'?"

niall shrugged once again.

"i made a sandwich...your favorite." zayn said with a small smile, hoping niall agrees to eating it.

"m not hungry." niall whispered rolling on his side of the bed.

zayn frowned and walked out of his room and down to the kitchen. he sat on the bar stool.

"zee?" he heard a voice from upstairs.

zayn stood up and fast-walked to niall's room.

"where did you go?" niall whispered.

"thought you didn't want to be bothered, so i went downstairs." zayn replied with a shrug.

niall frowned. "come lay with me, please?"

zayn huffed and fell onto the bed. niall smiled and closed his eyes, cuddling more into his pillow.

zayn watched niall as his breath slowed and his mouth parted slightly.

and zayn wanted to kiss him, he wanted to kiss him so fucking badly.

so he did.

once zayn's lips pecked niall's, niall opened his eyes slowly, showing a small smile. "finally," he whispered.

zayn's eyes widened in shock. "w-wha-" before zayn could finish, niall's lips were back onto zayn's.

it felt incredible, and butterflies erupted in zayn's stomach and he wanted to go outside and yell 'i'm the luckiest man alive.'

zayn brought his hand to niall's which made the latter smile into the kiss.

once separated, the two shared smiles and continued to lay besides each other.

"i like you too, zee."

"how did yo-"

niall shushed zayn.

"i've known for awhile."

"you sure do like interrupting people, ni." zayn laughed.

niall groaned and smiled. "shut up and kiss me, doofus."

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was this confusing??

why do in always feel like everything I write is confusing??

sorryyyyy