Without You

Niall Horan and Zayn Malik are two Cancer patients who happen to meet during Chemo. They fall in love with each other. Zayn being his sweet self gives Niall everything he has ever dreamed of. Niall is keeping secrets though... Will the secrets come out? Will Zayn be mad?


4. Paris Lights

-Zayn's POV-

We landed and departed from the plane fairly quickly, I had anticipated it taking longer. When we got off the plane, Niall and Liam said their goodbyes. After Liam had gone Niall looked slightly sad, but then he looked around and a huge smile spread across his pale face.

"That was amazing!" Niall squealed like a 4 year old. I laughed and grabbed his hand. We went to go get our luggage and headed for the taxi. We both sat in the back of the yellow taxi hand in hand. Niall's eyes were glued to the window. He would point at random things out the window, reminding me of a little kid. How can he be so cute?

"You ready Ni?" I ask once we pull up in front of the big hotel. Niall nods wearily and steps out of the taxi slowly. One of the bell hops from the lobby take our bags so I wrap my arm around Niall's waist and lead him inside. I can feel him shaking slightly, but when I look down at him he is still smiling. I guess he's shaking with excitement? If that's even possible.. We walk inside and its beautiful. The whole place is huge, the walls have paintings all over them that look like they are Michael Angelo ones. I leave Niall to look around which he does. I walk over to the front desk to check in, A man in a black suit and very round glasses greets me.

"Hello Sir, how may I help you?" He says in a very thick French accent. I pull out the papers I had printed when I booked this room. I hand them to him and look back at Niall who is admiring some flowers. I stifle a laugh at his expression. Then turn back to the man.

"Yes, Um I booked a room here and these are my papers" I say, I've never been good at talking to people. He looks over the papers and starts typing something into his computer. He looks up at me looking over his glasses. Then makes an odd noise and hands me two room keys.

"You're room is on floor 4 room number 232"  He says sounding slightly snooty. Maybe it's just because of his accent. I smile and thank him and walk back to Niall who is now touching the wall like a weirdo. I come up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist causing him to jump.

"Relax Ni, It's just me. Ready to go see our room?" I say whispering into his ear. My lips brush over his ear and I can feel him shiver in my arms.

"I was born ready" He jokes untangling himself from my grip and walks to the elevator. like he knows where were going. I follow him and wait for him to push the button, but he just stands there looking at me.

"Floor 4" I say and he pushes the number 4 and smiles.

"What do you want to do first in Paris?" I ask him curiously He just shrugs and looks around the elevator. I wonder what's going on with him? He isn't normally this quiet. I was about to ask him but there was a loud 'DING' then the elevator doors opened and Niall ran down the hallway looking for our room. He ended up passing it since he had no idea what room we are in. I slowly walk up to our room and watch as Niall turns around and looks at me with a huge grin. I open our door and wait for Niall, I want him to be the first to see this. I know I shouldn't have spent my money on this, but I think I Love this boy.

-Niall's POV-

"YOU GOT THE PRESIDENTIAL SUITE!?!?!?!?!" I yell at Zayn while running around the huge room just taking in everything. I turn and look at Zayn who is just standing there watching me with a large smirk on his face. I laugh and walk around the large room some more. The room is about the size of 3 average bedrooms. There is a small part filled with 3 couches with a flat screen TV on the wall. Then there is a small kitchen area that has a bar with bar stools, it has a giant king size bed as well. All the walls are covered in art, mainly half naked people. which is actually pretty awkward to stare at but whatever.

"What are you smirking at Zayn?" I ask realizing he is still staring at me with the same expression on his face.

"Just like watching your expressions when you're surprised and happy" He says coolly. I sigh and jump onto the bed landing on my back. The bed is so soft and comfortable. I close my eyes and think about how I'm finally here with Zayn. I feel the bed move and when I open my eyes, big brown eyes are above me.

"Well hey there" I flirt and wrap my arms around his waist.

"How do you like it babe?" Zayn's smooth voice purrs at me. I can't help myself I stretch my neck up and kiss him hard on the lips. His lips are so smooth and welcoming, he kisses me back instantly and are lips are moving in sync. I run my tongue across his bottom wanting entrance, he gives it to me immediately. I shove my tongue in his mouth and explore everywhere. we fight for dominance until I just give up and give it to him. He runs his hands down my sides and then up my shirt. I shiver at his touches. I feel him smiling into our kiss when I shiver, he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him. I can feel his hips on mine, I pull back my lips for some air. We are both breathing hard and Zayn untangles himself from me and we lay there just breathing heavily staring at each other.

"Want to go to the Eiffel Tower?" Zayn asks still breathing heavily.

"I'd Love to" I say laying my head on his chest and listening to his heart. After we both caught our breath we got up and got dressed.

"Wear something nice, We're going out to dinner too" Zayn says unpacking one of his suits he brought with himself. I laugh and pull out my suit and lay it on the bed. Zayn walks into the bathroom to change so I decide to just get changed here. I strip down to just my briefs and put on my suit. I'm putting on my tie when Zayn comes out fully dressed. He stops in the doorway and just stands there watching me. I feel myself turn three shades of red. I can feel his eyes roaming over my whole body. He finally pulls his eyes away from me and helps me tie my tie.

"Thanks" I mutter when he is finished.

"No problem babe, you ready?" he asks reaching out for my hand. I grab his and he pulls me to the door. We walk down to the lobby hand in hand and call for a taxi. The drive to the Eiffel Tower isn't that long, so we get there pretty fast.

"Okay this is amazing" I say looking up at the beauty of everything. It was dark so everything was lit up with little white lights. Zayn pulls me to the entrance into the Eiffel Tower and we walk up all the steps. we get to the top, well the top of the stairs and he covers my eyes.

"Zayn what are you-"

"Shhhh, just relax. Okay now you can look" He says leading me somewhere. He removes his hands and steps back. I look out over what looks like ALL of Paris. The city was so bright. There were lights everywhere. I turn and look at Zayn who is watching me and smiling. I hug him tightly

"Thank you so much Zayn" I say into his shoulder, he pulls me back and looks into my eyes.

"Niall, I love you" Zayn says looking at me straight in the face.

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