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 Episode 9- Safe

“It's been a week Paul. A whole week!” Zayn yelled, pacing around his office while biting his nail worriedly. “He hasn't come to work for a week! What if something happened to him?”

“Nothing happened to him Zayn,”

“How do you know that? You told me to remove all the people I had watching over him-”

“You mean spied on him?” Paul interjected with a smirk.

“I don't care! I haven't seen him in a week Paul, the last time this happened I-I lost him for years! I'm not gonna let that happen,” Zayn yelled. He then grabbed his leather jacket and ran out of the office and Paul just stood there, with a cuppa in his hands, smirking to himself.

“He's got it bad, totally smitten,”

Zayn's head was running faster than his car, thinking of the possibilities of things he wants to say and the things he wants Niall to say to him. Should he introduce himself Mr. Malik? or Zayn Brooks, his childhood name? But what if Niall recognizes his voice from the restaurant? Zayn was trying hard not to freak out, especially when he is now parked in front on Niall's apartment building. Taking a deep shaky breath, he got out of his car and went up the lift, to Niall's apartment. When he found the door of Niall's apartment, he took another deep breath, straighten out his clothes, and tried different posses, one that will give Niall a good first, or second, impression. After five different, posses, Zayn gave up and stuck with the fifth one. He mustered up all his courage and knocks on the door with his knuckles.

“Calm your four tits Harry, I'm sure-” Niall's sentence was cut off when someone knocks on the door. “Shit! Is that Louis?!”

“He's with a client. It could be Liam?” Harry suggested. At the mention of Liam's name, Niall immediately bolted towards the door.

He was slightly confused to see a person that is not Liam standing awkwardly in the hallway once the opened the door. He studied the appearance of the bloke in front of him carefully; jet black hair styled up into a tall quiff, tan skin, rich brown eyes with beautiful eyelashes, pouty pink lips and stubble across his cheekbones. But the eyes,...they reminded him of someone. Someone important in his past life,....that's when it hits him. Hits him heard in the head.

“Z-Zayn?” He managed to choke out. The bloke in front of him smiled sheepishly, with a tint of blush on his cheeks.

“Hey Horan,” Zayn breathed out. He wanted to say Niall's name so badly, but he was an emotional wreck seeing Niall all grown up and beautiful, very beautiful; especially when he was only wearing pair of boxers.

“ZAYN!” Niall shrieked as he throws himself on him, like literally. He had his arms wrapped around Zayn's neck and his pale legs around his torso.

“Hey Nialler,” Zayn finally breathed out his best friend's name as he nuzzles into Niall's naked neck. Zayn had to suppress himself from putting his hands on Niall's two perfectly round bum, instead, he wrapped his arms around Niall's back. His pale skin felt so soft on Zayn's hands, so delicate, smelled so sweet, so addictive. Zayn did took the opportunity to roam his hands around Niall's soft back, feeling his soft skin on his palm, and the bumps on his spine.

“Is it- Is it really you Zayn?” Niall muffled voice spoke softly.

“Yeah Niall, it is me,” Zayn replied, chuckling.

***

“So Zayn Brooks, how are you?” Niall asked, breaking the awkward silence between them. The two lads were walking down the street from Niall's apartment, after he got dressed of course, towards a local. Niall is literally pressing himself beside Zayn, because no words that could describe how much he misses his first best friend.

“Good actually,” Zayn replied shyly. When a gust of cold bitter wind blew at their direction, and Zayn could feel Niall's small body shiver, he uses this chance to wrap his right arm around Niall's shoulder, tucking him under him. He was grateful that Niall is shorter than him, which also makes him looks cuter. He was surprised that Niall's body tensed up for a few seconds before he melts into his arms.

“Just good?” Niall asked chuckling, secretly inhaling Zayn's colonge like a freak he is. When the sound of Niall small chuckle filled his ears, Zayn lips immediately curved up into a huge smile. Before he could stop himself, the question that has been running through his mind for fifteen years blurted out;

“Why did you leave Ni?” Zayn asked with no emotion in his tone, looking straight ahead. He could feel Niall's body tensed up before it relaxed again. Instead of giving him an answer, they kept on walking in comfortable silence. Niall knew that Zayn was bound to ask that question; Why did you leave Ni?.

He didn't know how to answer that question to be honest. Because the reason he left without telling his best friend was a stupid one. A stupid and selfish one. He didn't expect to see Zayn again after fifteen years being separated. He was amazed how Zayn grew up to be a very beautifully carved being. Everything about him was beautiful from his tan skin, silky black hair, his sharp jaws and beautiful pair of brown eyes, which was brighter than Liam's. It did make him feel a tad bit insecure. Just a tad, because why would be jealous of you own best friend?

“I didn't mean to leave without telling you,” Niall answered after a few minutes of silence. They were now sitting on a wooden bench, facing the man-made lake. “There was so many things happening at that time,”

“So you forgot about me?” Zayn asked, slightly hurt.

“No! Of course not!” Niall replied, eyes wide open “It's just,... I was scared. Scared of saying goodbye. To you. Not after I promised not to leave you. I didn't know that they were moving, and I really didn't know how to tell you,”

“I waited you know,” Zayn chuckled humorlessly “I went to your house everyday, for a week. Waiting outside for you to come out, with a race car that you wanted in hand to trade it with you. I finally realized that you weren't coming out of your house when your landlord came and put a ''FOR SALE'' sign on your lawn”

~Flashback~

A six year old Niall James Tomlinson stood in the middle of the playground of the small kindergarten, looking around as the other scream and cheered in happiness, playing with their friend. Niall stood there contemplating on which group of children that will accept him to play with them. He had already asked nearly half of the kids, but they all told him to stay away, because they're afraid that he'll him the orphan disease. It wasn't real, but since he was the only orphan in the kindergarten, people started spreading rumors about him, because his parents died because of HIV’s. So, parent told their child to stay away from the blonde boy with the orphan disease- a disease where if you're close to him and catch the disease, you'll lose your parents just like he did. But that still didn't stop Niall from trying to make friend, because his brother, Louis, told him that the disease is not real. He tried talking to the other kids, tried making friends with them in class but they all avoided him, just like a disease. Some even threatened to punch him.

“Hey! Can I play with you?” He asked cheerily and hopefully at a few kids from his class, playing in the sand pit.

“Ew! No! You have the orphan disease!” A big fat boy shrieked, pointing his fat finger at him accusingly. The other kids laughed and when he didn't move, the fat boy grabbed a fistful of sands and threw it at him. Niall barely managed to dodge them, causing a few grains of sands went into his baby blue eyes. Niall cried out in pain and turned away, running away from those mean kids that were laughing hysterically at him.

Niall's vision was blurred by the sand and tears, his was trying so hard not to cry but his eyes were stinging and he could still faintly hear the kids laughing at him. Things got worst when he suddenly tripped on a root of a huge tree, causing to fell down. He hit the ground with a thud and he could feel pain spreading on his knees and forehead. He laid down on the ground for a few seconds, trying to block away his cries because he wanted to be strong, strong like Louis. Louis never cry when he fell down. Suddenly, two arms lifted him up from the ground. He couldn’t see who it was because his vision was still a blur. The stranger led him to what his think was the bathroom. He could the tap running, and he tensed up when he felt to small wet thumbs rubbing around his eyes. When the pain subsided a little, Niall opened his eyes as his vision returned back to normal. The stranger helped Niall washed his eyes from the sand. In matter of minutes, the pain was gone and his vision was good as new. Niall eyes immediately searched for his savior, and when he saw a small boy, slightly taller than him with jet black hair and brown eyes smiling sheepishly at him, Niall quickly returned it with an even bigger smile. The black haired boy took Niall's smaller hand and dragged him out of the toilet and back to the playground.

And Niall knew that he had found his first friend, his first best friend.

They two outcast had the time of their lives playing with each other. His new best friend, Zayn Brooks, didn't really talk much, but he's really good at drawing and coloring, and had an amazing sets of Hot Wheels race cars. Zayn wasn't liked by the other kids because he didn't talk much. They even think that he's mute or dumb. Since the day Zayn helped Niall, they were inseparable; partners in their class, sleepover at Niall's house, a secret hideout in the woods where they played together every evening, and even walked together to school every morning. It was a simple beautiful friendship, in which they trusted and loved each other. Zayn loves Niall carefree and strong personality, his laughs and his jokes that sometimes weren't even funny but he laughed anyway; Niall love that Zayn is a really imaginative boy and he is definitely a good listener, and he didn't even care that people think he has the so called orphan disease.

“Nialler?” Zayn asked timidly as they search for butterflies to catch.

“Yes Zee?”

“Are-Are we best friends?” Zayn asked, fiddling with his fingers. Niall stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Zayn's slight bigger body.

“Of course we are!” Niall spoke cheerily “Bestest friends forever!”

He pulled back and place a gentle kiss on Zayn's cold cheek.

It was small, yet beautiful.

Two years later, when they were eight years old, Niall found out that his family was going to move out of Ireland when summer holidays starts. He didn't want to move away, he promised Zayn that he wouldn't leave him! Niall didn't want to protest against his family's decision because as much as he loves Zayn, he loves his family too. So, one week before he had to move away, he make sure that every second he spends with Zayn, he will have a huge smile on his face. They spent more time playing, have sleepovers, trading race cars, treasure hunting and did everything he knew that Zayn liked. He even made Zayn a blue bracelet, with the help of Louis, and told Zayn that it's a just-for-fun gift, instead of telling him it was a goodbye gift.

And then he was gone.

Leaving Zayn lost and confused to where had his best friend gone to. He waited every day for seven days in front of Niall's house for him to come out and play with him. He even brought along a drawing he made for Niall, as a way of thanking him for making him the blue bracelet that he wore everyday.

But Niall never did came out.

And he gave up once the ''FOR SALE'' sign placed on the lawn.

He left him, when he promised that he wouldn't.

And two months later, his mother, Holly Brooks, died.

Leaving Zayn crying alone, with the bracelet in his hands, holding it close to his broken heart.

~End of flashback~

“I'm sorry,” Niall breathed out. His hands were trembling slightly.

“Me too,” Zayn said, not knowing why. All he knows that, he didn't want Niall to feel guilty. “But I found you now. And I'm not going to anywhere because, I promised that I wouldn't leave my best friend, even if he did broke a promise that he'll never leave me. You're still my best mate Niall,” Zayn said as he fished out an old tattered blue bracelet.

“You-You kept that?” Niall asked, completely gobsmacked.

“Yeah. You gave it to me a week before you left. I should've known that it was a goodbye gift,” Zayn chuckle.

“Ugh, you're going to kill me with all the guilt aren't you?” Niall groaned, tilting his head back so that the tears pooling in his eyes wouldn't fall.

“Probably,” Zayn chuckled, “I won't stop until your drown in it,”

“You're evil when you're old,” Niall groaned as he place his head on Zayn's chest, just like when they were little, sitting under the tree trying to make animal origami. What would Zayn think if he found out that his best friend is gay? Would he regret the past 15 years waiting for him?

“There is one way to make it up to me,” Zayn announced as he runs his hair through Nialls oily morning hair.

“What is it? I'll do anything Zee,” Niall asked, feeling extremely comfortable on Zayn's chest.

“Go out with me,” Zayn replied “On a date,”

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