Chapter Seven

                                    

                                          
HEYYYY. ;D I hope this was a fast enough update for you guys? And my goodness, I'm sorry if the Ziall bit was just awkward and strange beyond compare. I have no talent at writing such scenes D: But please, overlook that? x; Thank you. xD 3442 words, by the way. c: 
                          
CHAPTER SEVEN
                          
 “Zayney, you know what I want, don’t you?!” Niall cried, still going on about the fact that he and his boyfriend were unable to just spend quality time together because his dear boyfriend decided that he had to probe into Harry’s love life. Niall was honestly what people called “sexually frustrated”. All he’d wanted to do all day was to just screw Zayn senseless or let Zayn screw him senseless. They took turns to top, and it was all fair between the both of them.
                          
 Zayn knew exactly what Niall wanted, and he would be lying if he said that he didn’t want the same thing too. Considering that Niall had said all that in front of Louis and Harry, embarrassing Zayn, Zayn was going to take the chance to top, and there was nothing Niall could do about that. It was cunning, but Zayn, too, had his needs and wants right?
                          
 Zayn had been ignoring Niall for the past fifteen minutes, and he walked around their shared apartment randomly. He knew that it would work. When he’d went to their bedroom and lay down on the bed, Niall jumped on the bed too, trying to take advantage of the situation to do what he’d been hoping for the whole day. 
                          
 When Zayn walked into the kitchen, Niall followed closely behind as though he was a dog on a leash. Zayn then made himself some tea and walked out of the kitchen to put the cup on the coffee table before running to the toilet, leaving a very frustrated Niall outside and whining. 
                          
 So Zayn plopped himself down on the couch and turned on the television, sipping his tea. Total Wipeout was on and he watched it, laughing at random guys who fell down in the dumbest ways. It was actually quite entertaining and amusing, but it couldn’t even compare to Niall’s reactions. 
                          
 Niall was standing in front of where Zayn sat, trying to block his view of the television. Zayn had to keep himself from smiling because of how adorable his boyfriend was. Instead, he just tilted his head to the side to get a glimpse of the television. Niall followed suit and leaned in that direction, then the whole cycle repeated again. The both of them were like dancing in the strangest way possible. 
                          
 “Zaaaaayn!” Niall whined, annoyed at his boyfriend’s ignoring him. Sighing, Zayn pulled out his phone from his pocket and began trying to make it look like he was reading something, but his screen was blank because the battery had died. Niall didn’t know that of course. Zayn’s plan was working; he was sure that after this, Niall would definitely give in to anything. 
                          
 And finally, the desperate blonde boy sat on Zayn’s lap, his legs dangling on either side of the dark haired boy’s legs. Niall put his hands on either side of Zayn’s face, forcing the boy to look straight into his blue orbs. “You know what I want,” Niall whispered, his voice suddenly deeper and his Irish accent thicker. Zayn could feel Niall’s warm breath on his face, and he instantly faltered with his ignoring act.
                          
 “Yes,” Zayn practically whimpered. “I want it too.” And with that, Niall hungrily took Zayn’s lips in his own. The older boy, however, still not forgetting that he wanted to be the one who took charge tonight, pulled away, leaving Niall moaning for more. Zayn smirked. 
                          
 “Tonight, you’re mine,” Zayn whispered against Niall’s lips, and the latter nodded frantically, desperate to feel their lips against each other’s again. He tried to lean forward again, but Zayn quickly pulled back, and Niall pouted. “I said, you’re mine,” Zayn emphasized again, because Niall didn’t seem to understand that very well the first time.