Niall POV:

I hastily sneak out of my home unseen by mother. I put three pillows under the covers draped over a blanket to make it looks like I'm still in bed. I pray my mother doesn't check up on me.
I zip up the jacket Zayn gave me since it's super cold outside.

The wind blowing harshly at my pale skin, I pull out my phone to reread the text message me and Zayn were writing to each other. It felt like it was just yesterday that I made him my first letter to him demanding where he did disappear to. No he is going to pick me up and I can't help being nervous about seeing him.

I wasn't expecting Zayn to be this forward in meeting each other, he wasn't so keen on expressing his feelings to me, but it's just how Zayn is. Mysterious and engaging to hear his voice or just watching him is entertaining enough.

I glance at the road to see his parliament cruise up to my house quietly with his headlights off. I push myself of the steps and climb into the passenger seat.

"Hey." He breaths out. I feel his eyes on me.

"Hi." I squeak. I don't know why the hell I'm nervous, I'm practically never really nervous around Zayn.

"Cold?" He asked, as he intertwine his hand with mine. I was already forming a heated blush as I look out the window.

"Yeah, just a little." I mumbled, as I squeeze his hand a little. It felt good to hold his big soft hand. It made it felt like he's really here with me and I'm not dreaming all this.

The car ride was quiet and we kept holding our hand together which felt like forever. It was weird to see Zayn holding my hand and actually asked if I was cold.

He parked at our usually kissing spot on top of a hill that you can the stars and the city below. It felt good to be back here and to have him near me.

"How have you've been?" He says lighting a cigarette, his brown eyes invading mine. That's when I absorb his features of his bearded face with his cute little red beanie. His pinky pouty lips I've missed so much. I've notice he's wearing a oversize jacket with only a t- shirt underneath it.

"Aren't you cold?" I get out, placing my semi warm hands between Zayn's collarbone.

"Not really, I think it's you that's warming me up." He smirks, which I love and hate at the same time.

"Why I am here Zayn?" I questioned looking out the window. It's not that I'm not happy to see Zayn, I want him to explain himself more.

"Lay on top of me." He mutters quietly.

"You want me to top you!?" I squeak blushing.

He soft laughs, "Get your mind of the gutter and lay on me. Didn't you say, you like to hear my heartbeat?"

I nodded. "I do."

"Then come here." He groans pulling my hand, as my whole body nest on top of him. I'm so up close to Zayn's face. His chocolate brown eyes on mine blue eyes. Our nosies touching, I can't help but gaze at his pouty lips that I've been dying to kiss.

It took a lot of effort to not kiss, but just simply lay on my head on Zayn's chest, his warm embrace heating up my body, it's nice to do this again like old times. I've missed this so much, someone to hold me.

"I think I'm dreaming." I say exhaling, closing my eyes as I contently listen to Zayn's heartbeat in my ear.

"What makes to say that?" Zayn says amusing, burying his noise in my bleach blonde hair.

"It seems to good to be true."

"Don't be so coy Niall, this is real as ever, I promise you this is not a dream."

"What makes you so sure?"

I felt Zayn's finger lift my up chin, "Cause when I kiss you now, your not going to wake up. Your still going to be here in my arms and in my car."

The only words I could process was when I kiss you was running threw mind and it happen. I felt Zayn's soft pink lips against mine. We've kissed before, but this felt different it felt better than ever before. I cup Zayn's scruffy face and kissed back. It's what I desire the most, I travel my lips towards his neck and my eyes widen.

"What's that mark?" I gap.

"It's nothing, it's a mosquito bite." He said quite unsure.

"I may be sixteen, but I'm not stupid Zayn, who gave you that?" I asked, jealousy leaking out my voice.

"I'm seeing someone." Zayn quietly says nervously, taking out another cigarette and lighting it up.

"Your seeing someone, yet your fooling around with me. I don't understand your motive." I continue to gap at him.

"It's complicated." He exhales the smoke out his mouth in the up most sexy way.

"What's his name?"

"Louis, he's a cheeky lad, but a bit sassy."

"Where you going to tell me about this Louis guy or not?"

"I was getting to it, but I couldn't hurt more. I already left you and if I told you about Louis, it would make you feel worst."

"How do you think I feel now? I knew this was to good to be true, I shouldn't even be mad at you, we are not together, yet your hurting Louis by cheating on him with me and you fucked with my feelings." I harshly snap.

"Niall." Zayn pouted.

"Don't, I'm going home on foot and don't try to stop me. It was nice knowing you Zayn." I say getting out of his car and slamming the door. The coldness harshly taking over my body as I walked down the empty cold road.
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