Slash(boyxboy) MA don't hate. Don't like boyxboy action don't read. I knew he was finally sleep and it was safe to open my weary eyes. I took in his masculine but feminine features. His eyelashes were thick, long and looked soft to the touch. His high cheek bones accentuated his straight cut jaw line. Cheeks were still a light pink color from when he blushed before.His shiny light brown hair swept just over his closed eyes.He is the definition of yang. Light, hot, assertive, and fiery while I'm the yin dark, cool, receptive, and moist. Together we make a whole. We are balanced and harmonious around each other. He completes me the yang to my yin. I closed my eyes hoping that he would still be next to me when I woke up.


9. Awkward (chapter 9)

Niall's P.O.V.
   Liam had fallen asleep. He looks even more like a child than before, even though he has one dirty mind and has  ventured places I haven't even thought of.I laid him down on the bed and went in search of Louis and Harry. I saw Harry curled up in a ball on the floor and Louis on the sofa sprawled out. I went into the guest bedroom and plopped on the navy blue sheets. Today has been one fucking long day. I heard a few stifled laughs. I decided to go investigate. Well, turns out Liam was right, something is going on between the two lads. They're kissing and nibbling on each others necks having a dandy time. Then I shot out of bed. Was this all a dream? I looked around to see the time. It was 6:oo a.m. June 3rd. Wasn't this the day Josh and I got together? I blushed at the thought. The dream was so vivid. I stood up and shuffled to my closet. Today was going to be a long day.
    I called Liam knowing he would be able to help me. After the 4th ring he picked up "Hey Niall," he yawned " I was just about to call you." "Really?" I asked surprised. "Yeah, I was just about to tell you about the strangest dream I had last night." He said groggily. "Me too. Did it happen to involve the fans ships?" I questioned. " Actually, yeah, that's weird. You were dating Josh an-" " Liam, I get the point," I spat "sorry, but I think we had the same dream." "How so?" he sounded far away. " Well, I also dreamed that I walked in on you and Zayn having sex. I'm positive I saw Louis and Harry making out. Plus I could see everything that was happening even if it wasn't happening to me," I explained,"You had the same dream, right?" " TMI, Niall," he laughed, "but yeah, spot on actually." " Do you think the other lads had the same dream?"I responded shivering slightly as I closed the window in my dark blue room. " Not to sure, but it is strange we had the same dream," he pondered aloud," but we should ask them." " Yeah you've got a point Liam." I said as the doorbell rang. Who could be here this early? " Liam, wait a sec someones at my door." I proceeded to shuffle softly up to the heavy dark wood door. I looked through the peep hole to see Louis, Zayn, and Harry waiting outside in the now very dark corridor. I opened the door and let them in. No one said a word. I picked the phone back up "Liam," I whispered,"I think it would be a good idea if you came over." " Already ahead of you Niall." he said walking trough the door and locking it behind him. Zayn saw Liam walk in and blushed immediately and turned his head to face the other way. "Oh, looks like I was right, we all had the same odd dream. " As I spoke not a sound could be heard. " Now boys it's nothing to be ashamed of." Liam spoke like the dad we knew he was. " Yes, it is. I shouldn't have dreams about my best friends like that!" Harry yelled and sat down on my sofa in a huff. " Now don't get upset, we have to leave to rehearse." Liam spoke while walking out the door. I slipped on my shoes and followed the  boys out, not forgetting to lock the the door behind me.

Liam's P.O.V.

         I walked to the big black van with tinted windows, like we always do when we have to travel together. I sat in the very back hoping that I would be able to talk to Zayn. Looks like today was my lucky day, well depending on how you look at this messy situation. Niall sat shot gun before Louis or Harry could get there. Like always they sat next to each other, but for once they avoided any contact at all, they didn't even glance in the direction of the other. I sighed as I slowly watched our band being cut into 5 separate pieces. Zayn climbed in hesitantly and took a seat next to me. Paul looked at all of us confused, but never asked a question regarding our silence or the tense atmosphere we brought with us. As my mouth moved to talk to Zayn, I felt like a puppet being forced to talk. I've never felt this way before. It's almost like I'm scared to talk to one of my best mates. " Zayn, we need to talk." I said almost robotically . He didn't answer me. I sighed and leaned my head against the black window.
       The practice went horrible. I tried, but no one would look at each other. At the end of the day I headed home and opened the dark heavy wood door to my apartment. Just as I sat down on my light brown sofa someone knocked on the door. The sound danced through the silent halls of my flat. It took me about a minute to register the fact that I had to go answer it. I opened the door, it revealed my beautiful girlfriend. Her down soft black hair in a messy bun on the crown of he perfectly round head. He plump pink lips were glazed with spit as she took another sip of the water bottle in her frail and pale hands. She stepped into my flat muttering "Hello." As she made her way over to the sofa. I watched carefully as her hips swayed with every step. She managed to sit perfectly without spilling the opened bottle. How she did it? The world may never know. " Liam, we need to talk." She said coldly. I could already tell this was going to end very badly.

Zayn's P.O.V.

    I couldn't look at Liam all day. I think I've developed feelings for him. Every time I looked at him my eyes would be drawn to one of his many sexy attributes. His deep brown eyes make me drool slightly just thinking about them. I could just run my hands through his light brown hair all night. The place my eyes tended to look the most were his trousers. I couldn't get over the pure feeling of ecstasy that overcame me as I remembered the heated part of my dream. I groaned and looked down. I had a little problem, if you know what I mean. What was I going to do about it? Absolutely nothing at all. I'm just going to stop thinking about Liam. Yeah, that's it. But soon hours passed and all I could concentrate on were the image of Liam bent over as I fucked him roughly form behind. "FUCK IT!" I yelled and stormed into the shower. After I took care of little Zayn, I felt much better physically, but not mentally. I had jacked off to the image of my own best friend Sweating and panting as I gave him pleasure.  I got dressed and headed straight off to bed. I was out like a light and dreamt of Liam.

sorry guys i'll make up for the crappy chapter tomorrow b/c i really needed to get these P.O.V's out of the way so i could write so very intense shit tomorrow. don't forget to comment & heart!

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