Like I'm Indestructible│Ziall Horlik AU *Trilogy*

Chapter 10 - Put Your Lips Close To Mine

             This was steam he needed to let off. He needed to feel the full force of Niall’s mouth against his; the blondes spit dripping from the corners of his mouth. It was so messy, yet so delightful and it left Zayn speechless and huffing against his seat. Niall wiped his lips, swallowing the contents of his mouth and watching Zayn lick at his lips. He wasn’t going to let a drop of Niall escape him. Not now, not ever.

             He wanted all of him, all the time, every day and in every way. And when he thought about it...He wanted him in many different positions as well. But that was for later--way later. For now, he had to get his prince some breakfast, and the grocery store would be the fastest place. "C'mon, Charming." Zayn stammered, pulling Niall across the center conceal and out of the car, grabbing onto his hand and holding him tightly as they walked into the store.

             He stole a glance of the blonde and yeah—his lips where red, puffy and swollen like he was hit. Zayn did that...Zayn left him flustered and panting and Zayn suddenly felt a rush of confidents as they walked down the breakfast isle. "C'mere, you." He groaned out and latched an arm around his brother waist, pushing him against the boxes of cereal and pining him there with his lips, claiming Niall’s in front of everyone, who, didn’t exactly divert their eyes.

             Zayn lapped at the inside of Niall’s mouth and pressed himself firmly against the boy, who grabbed onto one of the shelves for leverage as he let out a surprised squeak. Zayn had never been so bold—so reckless and forceful and it made Niall’s belly turn, his body shudder and his legs give way because god, Zayn was good at this, and Niall loved the way it made him feel--So rushed and hurried--so hot and his body light as a feather.

             When Zayn retreated, they managed to knock down several boxes of cereal and scare off at least six patron’s. And fuck, Zayn was damn proud of himself.

             "Zaynie you crazy." Niall giggled. Zayn was crazy—crazy in love.

             "How about that breakfast, Yeah?" Zayn’s face flushed red for a brief moment and he dragged his younger brother down the aisle. "Pop tarts?" He pointed and Niall nearly jumped for joy. When he was younger, and Zayn still had his mean streak, he once saw his older sibling eating a pop tart, and he wondered how it tasted. If it was as yummy as it looked.

 

             ~Flashback~

 

             "Can I have some?" Niall wondered as he let his tiny feet carry him down the steps. It was the week that Zayn had meat Niall and even thought he was already feeling protective towards the younger, that didn’t mean he had to share with him.

 

             "My dad said not to feed you." Zayn shrugged. "He said you have to eat what’s left over in your room because you make too much of a mess." And Zayn’s father smirked at the small blonde who stared back with large, dazzling blue eyes and maybe that was when their father snapped, gazing into the orbs until he grabbed the little boys arm and totted him up the flight of stairs.

 

             Zayn of course, rushed after them. He still to this day felt it was his fault. His fault his brother was hurt so badly.

 

             "Dad! Stop it!" Zayn screamed as the door shut, flat in his face. His step mum was at work, which left him and the little blonde home alone with their father.

 

             Zayn banged on the door, fearing what was to come to his younger brother, someone he came to know as his friend. "Stop it! Please!" Zayn screamed.

 

             He pressed his face to the brown, dreary door and screamed at his father. On the other side, screaks of pain filled the room, smacking of skin and loud grunts. And yeah, on the other side of that door, Niall wondered why his dad was doing this? Wasn’t he supposed to love Niall?

 

             But no...Now, he had the little boy, no larger than a six year old, bent over the end of his bed, hands behind his back and clamped together in the man’s large fists as he took Niall dry, blood leaking out around him until Niall couldn’t take it any longer, closing his little eyes as the body behind him went slack and he felt more than blood trickling down his skinny legs.

 

             It was no sooner he opened his eyes again to have his brother hovering over him, eyes leaking tears and sobbing like Niall did when mommy told him his daddy wasn’t coming home.

 

             "I-I don’t know what to do..." Zayn cried. He sat between Niall’s spread legs, which bleed all over Zayn’s sheets. Niall was scratched and bitten all over, but the worst of the pain came from his bum.

 

             And Zayn vowed that he would always take care of Niall, mainly because no one else knew how. Because Zayn was his guardian.

 

             ~End Flashback~

             Charming...you okay?" Zayn nudged his brother who stared blankly at their intertwined hands. Niall giggled a little and grabbed the box, complexly forgetting about the memory as he dragged Zayn down the aisle.

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I AM A BAD PERSON. OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE???