Little Things (A Ziall One Shot)

Author's note: Aha!! i keep on crying when i first heard the song, but when i keep on replaying it. I understand it's meaning and decide to make a Ziall one shot about it. I decided not to put a sideship. It's for the story's essence and this is kinda long. I think it will be long like the POTO, but i don't think so.

Pairings: Ziall

Warning: Pure Fluff. I tell you. :"> I will just cover up couple of the lyrics. Zayn and Niall's solo and the chorus. :D Maybe even Liam's

Summary:

It's never been the kiss that highlights the story. It's about saying those three little words and saying it back is the highlight. It brings a certain warm for the readers that for a moment everything was right. That reality was held back a little and fantasy took over. So, as a writer. That made the story of NIall's life glow

"I love you Ni."

"I love you too."

he said those as he started to take note every little things Niall hated about himself. That he loved the most. All those little things.

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He sat infront the laptop and stared at as if something is going to happen. He face palmed himself and groan in frustration and pull some strands on his blonde hair which his brown roots started showing. He doesn't care less. As he sat on the bed near the study table. He buried his head inside his hands. It's deadline was next week and he can't even write a thing.

Suddenly his door creaked open. Niall didn't look up not bothering who it is. Until he felt someone bounced on the bed and two familiar arms wrapped on his waist doing a back hug.

Your hand fits in mine, like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind, it was meant to be

And i'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all make sense to me

"Hey." A familiar husky accented voice said against Niall neck. Niall frowned and try to pry open the arms wrapped around him.

"Zayn, i don't look good. Come on, let me jus---" Niall stopped on talking when Zayn slowly threads his hand on Niall's arms going on his hands. Niall watched carefully as his mind started slipping of what he needed to do. He watched as Zayn's hands lift his hands and intertwined them. It was like chocolate mixing with Vanilla. Zayn held Niall's hands inside his tightly and brought Niall closer to him. Then started kissing his neck.

"Z-Zee.." Niall moan as Zayn bite and sucked on his soft spot. Zayn released the skin with a pop and kiss Niall's cheeks.

In times like this Zayn become Niall's inspiration in writing. When Niall get frustrated his silent and mysterious boyfriend just walks in and cuddle with him. Even make love (as Niall wanted to call it while Zayn just shrugged but still smile) or just make out. It's been like this. Since then Niall became insecure and he doesn't know why.

"You are frustrated again eh?" Zayn said softly as he breathe in Niall's scent. Niall stared at the floor. The unshed tears started showing up. He took a glance at Zayn. Then his breath was caught away. The only light inside the room was the laptop. The lamp on the other side of the bed and the moonlight ripping through Niall's window blinds. It was perfectly angling on Zayn's face. Then his insecurities attacked him like a brick wall. Silent tears started to fall. Zayn quickly turn Niall around. Niall quickly buries his head on Zayn's crooked neck.