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It's three in the morning and the asphalt rushing by underneath is quietly humming, each mile pulling the boys a little further from home. Niall is sprawled out on the couch in the back of the tourbus watching Mean Girls (and fuck you, it's a damn good film) when Zayn comes wandering in bleary-eyed, bare chest and low-slung Hollister sweatpants and soft, black waves of hair falling over his forehead. Niall stares a little at the other boy, reminding himself to breathe steadily, but fuck, Zayn doesn't even know how beautiful he is, especially here and now, long dark eyelashes fluttering a bit over those gorgeous eyes, tired, slack mouth mumbling incoherencies.
Niall forgot the breathing steadily reminder, of course.
Zayn shuffles to the couch and whispers "move forward, potato" and Niall feels his heart glow rather lamely at the stupid nickname. He shifts a bit and then suddenly Zayn slips over him and he's right there, pressed ( ... )
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You have killed me, author!anon. I am dead.
This was gorgeous ♥
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