I Want. You To Rock Me ! [BoyxBoy One Direction] Completed

JOSH (Omg you love me right)

Surprised Josh's POV. i hope you like it. Let me know what you think !

I was standing at the bar in the club waiting for the waitress to bring me my drink I ordered when someone caught my eye. Surly that wasn't him. I hadn't seen him for so long. If it was him he certainly looked different.

My drink was finally placed in front of me; I picked it up not once taking my eyes off the guy I recognised. I was sure it was him. I hadn't even realised I had moved from the bar and was walking towards him when bumped into someone.

"Oh I'm so sorry." I apologised finding myself standing between a raven haired and blonde haired boy.

"It's alright mate." The darker haired boy smiled at me.

Wow he was gorgeous. Those mysterious hazel eyes, jet black hair and perfect jaw line. This guy could be a model, and now I must look like a right weirdo just standing here staring at him.

"You ok?" The blonde asked curiously as I stood staring.

"Ohh yeah, sorry. Thought I recognised you. I'm Josh by the way." I lied and introduced myself.

I couldn't just let this opportunity pass me by. If he was the slightest bit gay, bi or curious, I was going to make him mine. I had to have him.

"Zayn," the dark haired boy answered and then pointed to his friend. "And this is Niall."

The boy I now knew as Niall shot me an unhappy glare, he obviously didn't like me talking or should I say eye rapping his friend. I didn't even know if this was just his friend. For all I knew he could be his boyfriend. I had to find out more.

"So you having a good night?" I asked my question mainly aimed at Zayn.

Zayn, what a beautiful name. A name that matches the man behind it. I was sure if I asked him his job he would tell me he was a model. There's no way talent like his could go to waste.

"Yeah it's been good, a little wasted if I'm honest." Zayn answered me in his sweet voice.

As Zayn and I engaged in conversation I couldn't help but notice the little blonde had disappeared off somewhere. But what do I care, I wasn't interested in him. I had the man I wanted.

"Who are you here with?" Zayn asked

"Oh I came alone, needed a couple drinks after work. What about you?" I asked in return

"Oh I came with my roommates. Niall's just one of them, there's 3 others." He explained

By this point we had found a spot on an empty sofa and ordered a few more drinks. I wasn't trying to get him drunk; it was actually his idea to drink more even though I insisted he'd had enough.

As we sat I couldn't help but stare into those beautiful hazel eyes of his, they were so mysterious and captivating. I felt if I looked away I would lose him. Mid conversation I had lost track of what I was actually talking about, and now my face seemed to be getting awfully close to his. I don't know if this was the right move to make or not. He seemed to be relaxed enough.

I could just feel his alcohol scented breath on my lips as we closed the space between us, it was the slightest touch. So sweet so innocent. Like he had never kissed a man before. In the split second his lips met mine they were gone, like it never happened.

"I erm. Are you ok?" I asked him and he nodded.

A smile filled his amazing features as he nodded a yes to my question, but I couldn't help to be curious and ask him more. I didn't want to freak him out but at the same time, I needed to know what I was dealing with.

"Have you ever kissed a guy before?" I asked

"Yeah," he slurred smirking, but there was no confidence in his words. "I liked kissing you more though."

OK so that was a good thing. He has kissed a guy before, and he said he enjoyed kissing me. Now I needed to ask him the more important question.

"Zayn are you gay or bi?" I asked it with a confused expression crossing my face, I know some people can take this question very badly if their neither.

"I erm. I'm confused," he answered with a frown. "I don't know what I am. It's so confusing to not know what you want. Yet I'm surrounded by beautiful men all the time."

Zayn's face changed from a cheeky smirk to a saddened frown, he looked so cute but I understood the pain he felt behind his front. It's hard to be gay and when you're confused it's even worse.

"Would you like some help getting home?" I asked sympathetically

"Yes please." he cracked a small smile and took my hand leading me to the front of the club.

We managed to flag down a taxi and dropped into the back seats. It only was a short drive to Zayn's house. When we pulled up I stared in awe as he paid the driver, his house was massive. Thoughts crossed my mind as to how he afforded such a beautiful home, and then I remembered how he said he had 4 roommates.

I climbed out the taxi and took Zayn's hand to help him out, his cheeks were stained from the few tears he had shed and he stumbled a little from the alcohol consumption. I wrapped an arm around him to help him balance and walked him to the door.

"Here you go sir." I said with a cheeky smile

"You want a coffee?" he asked

"Are you sure? I really think you should get some sleep." I told him.

"I'm sure, you brought me home. The least I can do is give you coffee and a place to crash for the night." Zayn gave me a cheeky smile of his own and opened the door for us to step inside.

After making coffee Zayn and I sat for a good couple hours just chatting about everything and nothing, we got along so well, like we had known each other for years. I insisted on sleeping on the couch but he was having none of it and said I could sleep in with him as when his roommates got home they would be really loud and wake me up.

As I walked the halls following close behind Zayn I took in the scenery, the house was just as beautiful on the inside as it was the outside. Soon we arrived at door I assumed to be Zayn's bedroom, he opened the door took my hand and lead me inside.

"Do you need anything to sleep in?" he asked

"I erm, usually sleep in boxers." I answered shyly, I wasn't meaning to be shy I just didn't want to scare him

"Me too." he smiled and dropped his pants.

We both quickly undressed and climbed into bed. It was a double bed so we both had enough space to sleep without being too close to each other. I didn't want to try my luck any more tonight as Zayn had already gotten upset at the club. So I kept to one side of the bed.

You could understand my surprise when I felt Zayn's warm body cuddle into my back using me as the smaller spoon. He wrapped his beautifully tattooed arm around my waist and snuggled his face into my neck.

"Josh?" he asked

"Yes Zayn?"

"Thank you for tonight."

"It's no problem, I'm happy to have met you."

I felt Zayn's mouth crease into a smile as he leant against my neck, a shiver was sent down my spine as I swear I felt his soft lips touch the skin for just a second. I smiled inwardly to myself before settling down and drifting off to sleep.