The Twin Rose of Evil (Dark Ziall vs. Narry) [Boyxboy]

Chapter Twenty-Three

Subconsciously, Niall hugged him, hands rubbing the lower part of his back. The blonde boy don't know what he's doing but he enjoys the warm embraced and feeling of the curly haired boy.

Zayn clenched his fist so hard, watching the two hugging each other, and it seems that they like it a lot. He was hiding at the bottom of the stairs when he saw Harry launch himself to Niall. Gritting his teeth, he went up back to his room, chest rising from heaving.

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When Niall went upstairs to go back to his bed, he saw Zayn at the corridor, arms crossed over his chest. "Where have you been around this time of night?" He asked, making the blonde boy to roll his eyes.

"I know you saw it," Niall said in a harsh kind of tone, "I met up with Harry. I called him over, I wanted to see him."

Zayn tensed.

Niall went to his room, he looked back to Zayn one last time with a smirk forming on his lips before closing the door.

Zayn's was trembling nervously, hands clenched into fist, sweats dripping down on his temple, gritting his jaw so hard.

He can't take it anymore, his jealousy were rising up, clouding his mind with anger, his eyes dilate from thinking hard.

Zayn love him so much.

He rushed up to Niall's room and opened the door. There, laying in the bed peacefully is his little brother that he love so much.

He walk closer to him and removed the bed sheet leaving Niall only in boxers, he climbed up on the bed as he straddled him on waist. Smiling softly to himself, Zayn let his hands glide down on blonde boy's torso then he brush his nipples making it hard.

Growling lowly from jealousy, his hands went up to his neck pressing his both thumbs directly underneath his adam's apple, slowly pressing it hard.

Niall's woke up from gasping, eyes widened in fear and shock as he stared to Zayn's furious face.

"Z-Zayn..." Niall whimpered.

Zayn's eyes were brimming from tears as he pressed his thumbs harder, fingers gripping around Niall's neck.

"D-Don't kill me Z-Zayn... P-Please don't." Niall was gasping for air, kicking his feet as his hands trying to claw Zayn's arm.

"I love you, Niall." Zayn said through his gritted, he felt Niall's grasp on his arms slowly removing and falls from the bed.

Zayn leaned back a little staring at his dirty hands, he looked back to Niall's pale face, eyes close, mouth open, big purple marks around his neck.

"N-Niall?" He called him nervously, he tried to shook his shoulder but nothing happened. "Oh god, Niall! Niall! I-I'm sorry! Niall wake up!"

"Niall!"

"Niall!"

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"Niall!"

Zayn jerked up on his bed, panting for his breath loudly, beads of sweat trickle down his chin.

He stared down on his hands as he watched it shaking so hard, then he notice he's crying, tears dripping down on his hands.

He can't believe he dream that kind of thing, it's really a nightmare for Zayn, what scared him the most is that it might happened in real life because...

He likes it.

Sobbing quietly, he covered his face with his both hands, he didn't sleep because he's afraid to have that dream again.

Author's Note:

Good morning/afternoon/evening to y'all guys!

So what do you think happen to Zayn? Who's insane now?

anyways... Here's one of my favorite song of the boys...