Just Be Mines (Zouis/Niam)

Silent Night

**A/N: So yeah is this getting any reads? Anyways warning you now...GORY DETAILS GRUESOME DETAILS SO IF YOU'RE A SOFTIE, THIS ISN'T THE CHAPTER FOR YOU! RAPE AS WELL.**

I tilted my head sideways, thinking about so many ways I could do this. I turned the knife over in my hand, the cool stainless steel reflecting the light from the sun. My fingers played with the firm black handle gripping it fondly.

If anyone could see me now they would see death playing with his scythe. The raven haired boy twirling his black knife into his hand. Everyone imagines death to this skeleton in a black cloak with a large sickle. Nobody could even fathom that it would be a beautiful raven haired lad with his black hunters knife.

Black was an elaborate colour, standing for so many things. Mystery. Death. Beauty. Those three words kept flowing into my head. A mysterious death would be the most beautiful. I can imagine it now.

Harry's body, Harry's blood, Harry's lifeless eyes. The thought actually makes me hard, believe it or not. I want to kill something much larger than a dog. Yes, I want to slit his throat open, wait no that's too easy.

"What shall I do with you Harry?" I asked myself.

It was six thirty and Harry walked out of the bakery. This time was different however. There was an unexpected visitor. I quickly shoved my knife in my pocket as the blonde strolled across the street. "Zayn!" He yelled, coming up to me in a hurry.

He sat beside me, a smile on his face. He looked at me, his blue eyes shining like aquamarines. No, that jewel is too light, maybe sapphires. His face flushed the colour of a baby rose, his shaking hands running through his pale blonde hair. He smiled shyly, opening his mouth to speak but quickly shutting it.

I looked towards Harry, who was glaring at me from across the road. "Cat got your tongue?" I asked him, catching his eye again.

"I want to have sex!" Niall screamed. The colour drained from both of our faces as his words hung in the air.

"I'm-what?" I asked, confused by his statement.

"Holy shit I'm freaking out!" Niall screamed, pulling at his hair. "I want to but I'm scared to."

I shook my head, placing my fingers on his soft pink lips. "Niall we can't have sex."  

Niall's eyes grew large at what I said. "Zayn," he said softly, removing my fingers from his lips. "What the fuck are you talking about?" He asked.

"You said-"

A huge smile crossed his face and he burst out laughing. "That's so gross!" He said. "You thought-" he pointed a finger at me then him, switching alternatively. "Oh gosh no that's so wrong. Zayn I meant with Liam. I want to have sex with Liam."

"Umm," I finally managed to get out after his laughter ceased. "Why are you asking me? I'm not Liam..." I asked, staring into his unwavering eyes.

"True but you're not a virgin." He said nonchalantly. Then he jumped in surprise, peering into my soul, "Are you?" He asked. It was my turn to laugh which earned a satisfied smile from his face, "Tell me how it goes. How to do it."

I'm pretty sure my jaw dropped from his unusual request. It's not everyday someone demands a lesson in sex. "How can I be of service other than telling you to let Liam stick his cock in your hole."

Niall looked appalled, crossing his arms in defiance. "What makes you think I'm the bottom?! What if I'm the top?"

A giggle escaped my lips before I had the chance to stop it. "That arse." I nodded towards those thick thighs and I'm sure his plump ass that was inside of those jeans.