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   Zayn had Niall like putty in his hands. Niall was reacting to everything perfectly, every kiss, every touch, every low spoken mumur whispered into his ear. Zayn was taking Niall to heaven and back, and he wasn't even inside him yet. "Z-Zayn...please..I need you..st-stop teasing..." Niall whimpered and threw his head back as Zayn obliged, finally inside of the begging Irish boy.

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    Niall was perfect. So perfect. It usually took Zayn longer to start getting this close, but he couldn't help it when he had a gorgeous Irish angel underneath him. Niall was clawing at Zayn's back, alternating between whining and mewling, his eyes shut tight (Much to Zayn's dismay) and his legs wrapped around Zayn's waist. "God Z-Zayn...I'm gonna...s-soon..." Niall threw his head back an breathed heavily, looking up at Zayn with pleading eyes.

   Everywhere Zayn touched felt like it was on fire, every whisper brought him that much closer, every kiss making his body tingle with excitement. Niall was clawing at anything and everything around him, right at the edge of pure ecstasy. "Zayn I c-can't...hold it a-anymore..." Niall whimpered. Zayn growled and drove his hips forward a final time, sending both of them to Cloud 9.

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   It was amazing...

   Zayn made to get up so he could leave, when he felt a small tug on his arm. He turned back and looked at Niall, the blond looking up with huge blue eyes. Zayn was debating on whether or not to stay. He was on the corner of I can do this, and holy shit I have to stay because I can't resist those puppy dog eyes and is his lip quivering? He sighed and climed back into the bed, pulling Niall into his arms. Niall curled up in Zayn's safe embrace, smiling a little. Zayn knew he was in trouble, just from this, this one night stand, he could tell he was in trouble. Because the Irish boy had stolen his heart and ran away with it. 

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   When Zayn woke up the next morning, he found he was holding a sleeping angel. And it scared him. Not that he was holding an angel, but that he called Niall that. He never had any feelings for any of his partners, both boy and girl. And now that he maybe did maybe didn't (he wasn't admitting anything), he was scared by it. He knew what happened to people when they fell in love. He didn't want to be one of them. He slowly and carefully got out of the bed and got dressed, taking a look back at the angel. He couldn't just leave him like this, could he? 

   A few minutes later he was out the door and gone. What had he gotten himself into?

   Niall woke with no idea where Zayn was, no idea where he was, and no idea how to find Zayn. He looked around sadly before he saw something on his arm. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was a hastily written phone number, Zayn's phone number. His eyes lit up and he smiled, Zayn's reputation had failed him. He had made an effort to contact to one of his 'friends with benefits'. And Niall wasn't willing to let Zayn go. As much as he hated to admit it, he had always had a crush on Zayn, and now he had his number. It was time to finally make Zayn fall in love.

   It was time Zayn fell as hard as everyone else.

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