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@nightchxnges
Niall looked up into Zayn’s eyes. “You really mean that Zee?” His eyes slowly filling up with tears. “You have no idea how much hearing you say stuff like that makes me happy. I don’t hear it often.”
"Of course I mean that, Ni," Zayn said with a smile. He gently brushed away the few tears that slipped past Niall's eyelashes. "Well I'm going to make sure that you hear it all the time. It's something that you deserve to hear, Niall. I promise you that."
Liam leaned into Zayn’s touch and looked into his eyes. He saw that the love and everything was still there for him and it never left. He sniffed and kissed him back full of love, need and wantint to be with him. Liam knew that it was probably wrong to be kissing Zayn when had his girlfriend still but who cares he was going to kiss the love of his life and be happy about it. He could feel the love and warmth that was in their kisses every single time. Liam moved closer and wrapped his arms around his waist. When their kiss broke he felt his forehead against his and kept a huge smile on his face. “I won’t leave. I will stay.” he said taking a breath.
Zayn let out a happy sob, clinging to the other male. It had been forever since his strong arms had been wrapped around him, and Zayn had missed it. He had missed feeling safe and at home. Home wasn't his house, home was Liam. And he realized that now. Zayn looked up at Liam and kissed all over his face, standing on his tiptoes each time he wanted to press one to his forehead. He didn't care if someone saw them kissing right now. He was lost in a bubble that was just him and Liam. "I'm breaking up with her for you. I never wanted her. I never did." He dropped down to standing flat footed, looking up into Liam's eyes. "She was an arranged marriage. My parents... well my dad, he doesn't want me to be gay. Its against our religion. He's going to disown me when I chose you over her, but that's okay because you're my family, Liam. I'll have you and the rest of the boys, and that's enough for me. You're enough for me. You always have been."
"Date me!"
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He stared at his friend, then a -maybe a little weird sounding- laugh left his throat. “That’s a good one, Zee.” He had to be joking, right? Right?!
"We could grab something to eat and then catch a movie?"
"Sounds good to me. Where do you want to go?" Zayn asked.
Liam stuck his hands in his pockets as he walked slowly away from zayns house. He didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay and continue talking with him, but he didn't know what else to say. He said all that he needed to. Liam told Zayn that he was still in love with him and it was true. He never stopped loving him and being around him and the girl it broke his heart. Liam wanted to be the person on his arm not her. He sniffed and closed his eyes thinking about all the happy, good, perfect times they had together. Even their first X factor performance too. Then, it turned into the day they broke up. Liam was so wrapped up in his thoughts that when Zayn called after him he was pulled out of his thoughts. He stopped and turned around looking at him. "Zayn?"
Zayn didn't say anything. He cupped Liam's cheeks and pulled him in for a needy, searing kiss. He practically moaned as his lips met Liam's. It had been months since he had felt their roughness, yet they were always gently when pressed against his own. His girlfriend's felt nothing like this. They were too dainty, too soft. They didn't hold the same warmth and love that he felt whenever he kissed Liam. He dropped one hand from his face to his waist, pulling the larger male closer to him. He didn't care if Liam didn't start to kiss him back, this was what he needed. Zayn pulled back, pressing his forehead against Liam's. "Don't leave. Stay. I need you. Please." He knew that he was asking a lot of Liam since he had walked out on the male for someone else, but all he needed was a little time to explain the situation he was in and why he had done the things he had done.
"Date me!" Zayn blurted out.
Niall looked at Zayn and smiled. “Yes I would love to”
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Niall smiled and squeezed Zayn’s hand letting it drop and going to get his guitar for Little Things and help get his mic on too. This was the best concert and night of his life. For sure the smile that was plastered on his face was going to stay there for the remainder of the concert and probably the rest of his life with Zayn by his side. He got his mic on him and his guitar situated before walking down next to Zayn. They were going to have to deal with managment and all that, but when the time came they would. Niall smiled at Zayn and started to play softly listening to Zayn.
Zayn sang his verses of Little Things straight to Niall, smiling and blowing him kisses throughout. The rest of the concert went by without any more surprises, and as soon as they were taking their final bow and running off the stage, Zayn looked to Niall. Once they were behind the scenes, Zayn pushed Niall against the wall and began to kiss him needily, his hand splayed against his chest, the other pressed to the wall behind him.
"I think it’d be awfully fucking dumb to buy me a new car when this one is perfectly fine. I don’t drive often because neither you, nor Daddy, allow me to." His voice was harsh, giving Matt a huffy attitude. "I am safe. I just don’t drive like an old lady like the two of you do."
"We don't allow you to drive all the time, because we like to keep you safe, Noah. We're scared you're going to crash again and that it'll be worse this time." Matt was getting defensive as well. Sometimes Noah was super dense, and it was hard to get their concern across to him. "We don't drive like old ladies. We actually follow the rules and the speed limit."
"Date me!"
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He stared at his friend, then a -maybe a little weird sounding- laugh left his throat. “That’s a good one, Zee.” He had to be joking, right? Right?!
"Let’s save that one for another time. Don’t feel like dressing up right now."
"Alright. What should we do then? I'm up for anything." He said with a smile.
Norah took a moment to think. Was there anything else that she needed to say? No, that was it. That was all the bad news that she had and nothing else to say. “No,” she said softly. She shook her head. “That’s all I’ve to say.” Norah cleared her throat. "Um," she thought, "we could’ve found it earlier." Her voice was getting quieter again. “The tumor in my head, it’s not small, it’s not huge either. It’s not terminal. I have a good chance. There’s a good chance I’ll survive this.”
"But the again, you still could have found it later. But I think you found it just in time, you know?" He smiled and gently pressed a kiss to her cheek. "It's just the right size. I'm sure that it is starting to put pressure on your brain, but that doesn't mean that you aren't going to survive this. I'm sure its small enough for you to have it operated on, which is good. And the sooner you get this thing removed, the better." He was happy, even though he knew he should be sad. His mother's cancer had been terminal. Completely not curable. And Norah's was able to be fixed. It relaxed him knowing that he wasn't going to lose her too.
Taking into thought about the dogs Tommy nodded slowly leaning more into the boy underneath him as he shut his eyes and cuddled into his chest more. “I like that idea. I’ll ask your mom about it.” Tommy whispers into his shirt, slipping his arm around Isaac and pulling him closer even though there wasn’t much space betweent hem to begin with. “I won’t give you tomatoes, onion, mustard or chocolate chip cookies then, baby.” Tommy lifts his head and rest his chin on the boys chest, “You’re too rich for me, and I mean personality and you’re amazing-wise, not your money.”
"Alright, baby. Though I'm sure that she will say yes. She'll do anything to help make you feel loved and happy here. She cares about you a lot." He smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead. He moved just a few centimeters closer, but there was no more space between them for him to move. "You're the best," he giggled. Isaac ran his hand through Tommy's hair. He stared at him lovingly, and he sometimes wished that Tommy could see the way he looked at him, because if he could, he would realize just how in love with him he truly was. "You're too sweet for me too, you know. Even though you've gone through hell, you still make sure that I always feel okay and happy, even at the expense of your own happiness." He leaned down to press a kiss to the top of his head. "And I love you so much."
Smiling at his boyfriend he waits until he’s in the car all the way and the door shuts before he’s pulling out of his driveway and down the street. Reaching for his hand, Fox brings it up to his lips, “It’s nothing too fancy baby, just a dinner and a little surprise afterwards.” The male informs him, continuing to kiss all over his hand and knuckles, “Want to make tonight special for you, baby.”
"I don't care that it isn't too fancy. It's a dinner date with you. I know you aren't that big on dates and public displays of affection so, um... I just think this is a huge deal, you know?" His face was flushed red with overwhelming love and embarrassment. He had never had anyone treat him the way that Fox did, and he loved the feeling of being loved. "Just being with you is special enough, as cheesy as that sounds." He leaned over and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "The light is green babe."
Eyeing the handsome male, he grabs the little bag of apples from him and frowns a bit. He’d seen him before, a lot, with a woman he’d assumed was his mother or someone close to him although Jason hadn’t paid him any mind. “Yeah,” He says lowly, very uninterested in the conversation. Repositioning the book in his hands, Jason licks his lip, “I bet it is.” Is what he finally says before mumbling a low thanks and beginning to walk past him and go take a seat. Usually, his mother would be along with him, but she was working and couldn’t afford to miss another day along with his father who didn’t like staying in the hospital for too long. Opening the bag, he then opens his book and begins to read.
The boy walked away before Matt could answer and he sighed. He walked around, trying to find a seat. The cafeteria was packed though, so it left Matt with no other option than to follow the boy with the bright hair to the table where he sat down and pulled out a book. Matt approached him and cleared his throat. "Um, hi. Excuse me, but do you mind if I sit here? The cafeteria is packed, and my mom is still asleep so I don't want to go and eat in her room and wake her up. Plus the smell makes her sick so..." He was holding his tray tight in his hands as he waited with an answer He had been fascinated with this boy whenever he saws him in the hall, and now was his chance to get to know him better without feeling like he was annoying him, though he was sure that's what he was doing right now.
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Liam smiled at what Zayn was saying. If he was such the perfect boyfriend to Zayn, making him feel loved and wanted and needed. Then why did one day it just ended? Out of the blue it was just over. He sat ther and looked down in his lap and then over his shoulder too. He wanted to hear what he had to say. He wanted to know why? But, if Zayn wasn’t going to tell him quite yet he was fine with that. Hopefully one day he would be okay with telling him what the real reason was that it ended between the two of them. “I loved you Zayn. I still do love you. I know that I shouldn’t say that because you are with her, but I have to tell you it. I can’t hide it. You know how I feel about you. I will never stop loving you. You are always wanted and needed by me. I understand.” he kissed his cheek softly and got up and grabbed his jacket. “If you need me, you have my number. I’m going for a walk. Get some air.” he said and walked out the door.
Zayn hated that he had hurt Liam, his little puppy dog of an ex-boyfriend, so much. He had never meant to. Liam was his world. He realized now that Liam could be his home. He had been since they were just barely friends on X-Factor and Liam had calmed his nerves before their first live performance. He could be his family, because he was sure if he got back with Liam he would be disowned by his family. And at the time when he was given that choice, he had picked his family over Liam. And now, he realized that as much as it would hurt to be disowned, he would still have his second family- his boys. And more importantly his Liam. The fact that Liam was still in love with him regardless of what he had put him through over the past few months said volumes about their relationship with each other. Liam was his soulmate, and he knew that now. And he would much rather marry him now and be with his soulmate, than marry the girl his parents had picked out and make them happy. It was down to his happiness or his parents, and as much as he loved his parents, his happiness came first. "Liam wait!" Zayn jumped up and ran after him, not even caring about the freezing cold he would be subjected to as soon as he left the warmth of the house. He just needed to be with Liam. "Liam!" He called after his retreating form.
Kaspian’s heart skipped a beat at the way Maya beamed at Rhys’s words; the way their little girl got so excited at her Papa’s happiness. He knew she couldn’t remember a time when she didn’t have both of her parents around, and it meant a lot that she’d never have to think he wasn’t around for her. “I heard, Princess!” he laughed with a nod, loving how full of joy and wonder their daughter was. His hand rubbed over the round bump of his his stomach as he watched the two of them, biting his lip as he followed them into the kitchen. “Here— I’ll make some room,” he told them, walking over to the fridge door and moving around some of the other drawings, fixing the magnets holding them up, until there was a small enough space to fit the picture. “Does this look like a good enough spot to hang it up?”
"That's perfect!" Maya squealed. Rhys helped her hang it on the fridge. She positioned it crookedly and Rhys placed the magnet to hold it on. "It looks so good, Miss Maya!" He pressed kisses all over her face, causing the little girl to squeal with giggles. "Our little girl is going to grow up to be an artist! Or whatever she wants to be." He smiled and spun her around before stepping closer to Kaspian. Rhys wrapped his arm around his waist, hand on his belly. "My family. My beautiful little girl, my gorgeous soulmate, and our precious baby." He pressed a kiss to Kaspian's cheek softly. "I love you all, and I'm so glad that I get to be in all of your lives. And I want to spoil you. So, why don't we go out and eat at your favorite restaurant, and get ice cream after. How does that sound?" Rhys asked Maya.
Rhys & Marcus ||
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Marcus always just felt guilty for the fact that he knew nothing he could really say would change Rhys’s opinion, but there was always that part of him that said he could. He had this thought that he could find something to say to persuade the boy to think more positively about himself, and it bothered the blond boy to think that he hadn’t found the right things yet. The blond leaned into the other boy when he felt the other arm around him and he nodded at the things that he said, giving a little tug of a smile. “Perfect evening with a perfect boy.” He echoed, kissing Rhys’s shoulder lightly before resting his cheek against it. “Is there a movie already in there?” He asked, glancing up at the boy.
He always felt horrible that he upset Marcus. It wasn't that Marcus wasn't able to change his opinion, it was just that Rhys was super stubborn. Rhys smiled and pulled Marcus closer into his embrace. He blushed when he echoed his words. He rested his cheek a top his head, his small puffs of breath rustling the blond's hair. "You're so pretty." He said, gently rubbing his thigh. He loved complimenting Marcus, because he knew that it helped him with his self esteem. He just wished that he was able to take the compliments that he received. "Yeah the movie is in there." He said, grabbing the remote to turn on the TV and the DVD player. "It's your ultimate favorite, of course. I didn't want to start out with some shitty movie. That's for later when we figure that kissing is more important than whatever is on the screen.
i'll look after you || Levi x Caroline
Despite how horrible it had been in the first few days, how scared she had been, and still was to some extend, right now she couldn’t feel happier. There was a little baby’s life right here, that she had to protect so dearly - that she would protect with all of her being and she was certain Levi would do just the same.
The tears that rolled down her cheeks mirrored her best friend’s, they were representing how overwhelming this moment was. “She, or he, is perfect” Caroline whispered, her smile widening ever so slightly - if it grew to be any bigger her jaw would ache. “I want to know.” She decided. “I want to know what sort of little muffin is growing inside here.” She murmured, gently tapping her stomach.
But her train of thought was quickly lost by the words spoken by the one person that had stuck by her through everything; words she never imagined she would ever hear. Whilst he was going to be the father figure that her child, their child, needed, she believed he would fall in love with someone, that he couldn’t want to actually be with her. After all, no one else had ever fallen for her truly - Matt had proved that. Yet here he was, telling her that he loved her. And it wasn’t the friendly sort of love that she was used to either, and the kisses brushed against the back of her hand were to gentle for it to be anything other than pure love.
"I-I" She stuttered, lost for words in that moment. The doctor had gone quite, instead focusing on printing off images that they could take home, having already worked out what gender Caroline’s baby was. "I love you too. I always have, a-and I always will."
"Alright," the nurse said and started to compile the documents for them. "I'll be right back as I print these out." The nurse left the room, and Levi knew it was so that she could give them the privacy that they needed. He hadn't realized up until this moment just how in love with the girl beside him he was. Sure, he had been ready to completely sacrifice his love life and happiness so that Caroline had someone right by her side for the rest of her life. He of course, had thought that maybe along the way they would fall in love, but he didn't realize that it was going to be so soon.
"Don't worry about me leaving you, alright? I'm here for you for the rest of your life. This is going to be our baby. When they are born, I will be their father, and one day, I will be your husband. Not just Uncle Levi to your baby, but Daddy." Levi dropped her hand and and moved it to her cheek. "Caroline, may I kiss you?" He whispered, his other hand on the side of her belly where there wasn't any of the gel. "I...I do, I love you. I'm in love with you."
{ nightchxnges } noah was fully aware that his two boyfriends were watching him in the mirrors, but chose to ignore them. he had a recital coming up and he needed to get any hour of practice in that he possibly could. watching their proud faces in the reflection, noah hummed and gave a shy smile before turning. “shoes off before you step onto the floor,” he huffed, watching matt begin to step forward. “it’s a real thing, don’t give me that look.”
Isaac and Matt chuckled. They both took off their shoes and set them on the mat before walking over to Noah in their socks. Isaac wrapped his arms around Noah's waist and gently pressed a kiss to his neck. "You look amazing, baby. Really, really good. You're going to do amazing at your recital. I just know it." Matt stepped over and pressed a kiss to his cheek and nodded in agreement. "Isaac's right you now. We have the prettiest ballerina for our boyfriend."
Kaspian sighed quietly when Rhys’s hand turned in his own and tangled their fingers together. He could feel himself calming down a little, feeling a little stupid that he’d gotten so worked up in the first place. “I know,” he mumbled quietly, sincerity in his tone. He never once doubted that Rhys would leave him again, not really. But he couldn’t stop the worry that had flooded his system.
“Okay,” he whispered when Rhys said he’d finish what he was doing. Swallowing thickly, he nodded at his boyfriend’s words, bracing himself against the kitchen counter once more as he heard the older boy moving around the apartment and taking out the trash. Closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths through his nose, he moved around the kitchen to finish everything— taking his time to do it as his mind raced.
When it was finished, he closed his eyes for a moment and ran his fingers through his hair. This was okay. It was all going to work out this time, there was nothing he had to worry about. They both had an income, the apartment was certainly big enough for them to bring in another addition to the family, and if he’d managed to do things with Maya on his own, he’d certainly be able to handle another baby with Rhys still in the picture this time. “Babe, dinner’s ready,” he called out as he sat down, letting out a bit of a sigh as he waited for his boyfriend.
Rhys walked in from the living room. He walked up behind Kaspian and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. He gently pressed a kiss to the back of his neck. "This looks amazing, baby. You really outdid yourself." Rhys gently kissed him again before he took the seat across the table from him. He reached over and grabbed Kaspian's hand, leaving them on top of the table. Softly, he ran his thumb over the back. "Do you want to talk while we're eating? Or should we wait until after and just make small talk during dinner?" Rhys waited for a response. He just wanted to make Kaspian feel as comfortable as possible. While this wasn't their first kid, it was still a huge deal to them. This was the first time Rhys was going to be there through the entire pregnancy. He was going to be up at three in the morning when Kaspian was craving some weird food combination to go and make or buy it. He'd be there through the birth. He would hold his hand, and keep him calm. He wouldn't be going through this alone. Rhys knew that he had hurt Kaspian in so many ways, but they were slowly fixing each of those. Rhys squeezed his hand and smiled at him. He was in it for the long run. Running into Kaspian at the park that day had been a miracle for him. He had been shocked that Kaspian had given him a second chance, and he was working so hard to make it worth it to him. He didn't want Kaspian to regret taking him back, though he didn't think he did. They had a roof over their heads, and every night Kaspian fell asleep in his arms, and he loved their closeness. He loved that Maya loved him, and that she wasn't going to remember a time when he wasn't in her life. He regretted not being there for her, or seeing her first steps, or hearing her first words, or being there for any of her major firsts, but he was going to be there for their new child's and he couldn't wait to share that experience with Kaspian.
