Too afraid to love (Ziall, with a little bit of Larry and Payzer)

Niall Horan has been hurt before, but what could happen when he moves out of his hometown to forget, and finds another reason for giving love a chance?

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21. Kiss

*Niall's POV*

Why? Why did i have to screw up? I was just scared, is that so bad? No it is not. But I hurted Zayn and he is now broken as I was weeks ago. I can't do this anymore, I can't keep my heart locked for much longer, even though It'll might get broken in million pieces. I was still having this small discussion on my head when I had an idea.

I started to walk towards Zayn's bedroom, and tried to knock. I couldn't. "Niall, what are you doing?" Dani said behind me. "Oh, nothing" I mumbled. "Oh my god, you were going to knock on Zayn's door!" she shouted. "STOP IT!" I said. "Oh sorry, she whispered "I'm already going away". I nodded. "Oh and Niall?" she said. I turned and when I was not paying attention to the door she knocked.

I blushed as she ran away towards the kitchen. "Come in" I heard someone said lightly. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Thre he was, gorgeous as ever. "Hey, I know that you must hate me, but I wanted to say good night" I said, blushing even more than earlier. "Good night Nialler" he said with a serious expression. I forced a smile and closed the door.

Now I know he hates me for real, I'm such a stupid person. I looked at Zayn's door again and I knew I couldn't hold it any longer. I opened the door just as Zayn was turning the lights off. "Wait!" I said. "Niall? What are you doing?" he said confused. I looked deeply into his eyes and cupped his face. "I have to do it" I said and then crashed my lips against his.

At first he was tense, but he gave up and wrapped his hands to my waist. Our lips moved in perfect sych, but I quiclky pulled away, "Are you kidding me Niall?" Zayn said. "What?" I replied. "Are you going to do this again, walk away just as we were bonding" he said laughing. "Nope, not this time" I replied locking my lips with his again.

After one or two minutes, he pulled away and patted a place beside him in the bed. "Wanna sleep here tonight?" he said with a cheeky smile. "Ok, but promise youwon't snore" I joked. "I can't promise that" he replied with a smirk. I laughed and sat down in the bed. "Do you mind if I turn off the lights?" he said. I shook my head and he turned them off.

I layed in the bed and started tracing Zayn's tattoos with my finger. "Do you like them babe?" Zayn said smiling. "Yeah, I do" I laughed "They are quite... interesting" "Oh, maybe I'll take you to get one" he said. "Oh no, I'm not a tattoo man" I said shaking my head. "Maybe a temporal one?" he asked. "Mhm." I said "Which figure do you think I should get?" I said. "A shamrock" he replied.

"Oh, because I'm Irish?" I asked and he nodded. "Good idea babe" I said as I drifted off. "Hey Nialler, before you fall asleep, can I ask you something?" he said. "Of Course" I said. "Why did you tell me to not talk to you anymore?" There it was, the question that I feared. Why? I don't ven know it myself.

"I don't know, just wanted to know if you would fight for me, stupid, I know" I said. "Oh, I thought you were really mad at me" he said. "No, It wasn't the right way, I'm sorry" I said. "Nope, don't worry" he replied as he pecked my nose. "You really are special Ni" he said, looking at me in the eyes. "You are too" I replied.

We stood there for almost an hour before we fell asleep. I don't think this was a bad decision, opening up to Zayn, he doesn't seem like a bad guy. It is so comfortable to be here, wrapped in his arms. This is really meant to be.

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