The two walked in and Zayn gave a contented nod at the hall. "Just as expected of president Joe. Flashy as ever," he said as he observed the luxurious interior design that chimed and blinged at every corner of the room. The well-lit room captured the elegance of the color purple and cream mix. Zayn and Will came to a stop as they scanned the room for president Joe which didn't take them three head turns to find the crowd that covered him up. "People would think he was the girl of the day,'' Will said as they both stared in the same direction. "Must be tough," Zayn said "What do you expect, he is the president of the biggest company," "Oh, I didn't mean for him, I meant for the celebrant," Zayn corrected as he stuck his hand in his pocket before looking to his side at Will and Zayn couldn't help but think the one people were bound to mistake for the person of the day was 'him'. He had his hair gelled neatly which made his bewitching facial feature stick out more as his green eyes
"Will!" Zayn slammed the door open as he saw Will crouched down, laying with his back on the wall as he wheezed out for air. Zayn knelt next to him and held him up as he simply slumped against him, Will's eyes could barely stay open, his forehead brimmed with sweat and a wave of concern flooded Zayn. Will was hyperventilating. "Hey- hey Will, what's wrong? Will? Will!!" His mind blanked out when he didn't get a reply but loud and hard gasps, he'd never seen Will in this state. He took out his phone hurriedly and dailed out as the line picked up within a second. "Bring the car around, hurry!" he rushed and stuck the phone back without taking his eyes off Will who didn't look any better. He heard people approaching and he frowned, pulling off his jacket and carefully covering up Will's head, he moved to stick his arm under Will's knee before lifting him up to get him out of the toilet first. He dashed out and made his way to the corridor as the ones approaching flinched at his sudd
The next morning, Zayn woke up to the sound of Will talking. He raised his head as he realized he'd slept off on the chair and he saw Will standing with the intercom placed at his ear."Sorry, who?... Kayden Kross?..."Zayn ears perked up at the name, it was Kay. He got up and made his way towards Will who looked confused."Uh, I'm sorry, I'll have to confirm that...""... it's okay," Zayn said and Will flinched at his sudden appearance as he took the phone away from him and spoke into it. "It's okay, please send him up,""Alright sir," the receptionist replied and he stretched over Will to set the phone down. Will turned back to him as the distance between could barely be called one. Zayn stared at him as his bed hair looked cuter than ever, the color had come back to his face but his ears stayed red and he wondered if he was still running a fever."What?" Will asked casually and Zayn's hand went to his forehead as he measured Will's temperature. His hands fell next on his neck and a
Will stared back at the towel he'd found on his head and his insides felt warm. He knew better than anyone else what it meant to have someone worry in his stead, spending nine years alone was enough to let him know. His memory of the last night was a bit hazy but he remembered a few things, like how he'd uncontrollably gotten on Zayn. His habit had unconsciously creeped in as getting closure during an attack helped him relax a lot, that's why he had Zee. He looked down at his clothes and realized the difference."He even changed my clothes." he mumbled as he kept staring down. He felt pleased at this and his ears went hot as he couldn't help the chuckle that seeped out of his mouth."What has you looking so excited?"His head shot up and the smile faded off immediately he saw Zayn who was fresh out of the shower."Nothing," Will replied casually and noticed Zayn scanning the room."He already left, said he had an important appointment he had to meet up," Will delivered as an unsatisf
Will straightened as the question took him aback and he blinked repeatedly as Zayn's words finally sunk in."How do you know about Zee?" "You mumbled the name in your sleep and kept tapping and asking for where she was," he replied and Will puffed his cheeks at his habit. "Guess I was right then," Zayn's eyes fell back on his laptop. "Is it okay to be so bent on a 'fling'? Seems to me like it could be more than that."Will scoffed and let out a chuckle before saying,"Actually, Zee... Is not my fling, but a plushie." Will said and Zayn stopped typing, his head turned towards Will and he opened his mouth to say something but he stopped mid-way and stared back to his screen."You should've said that earlier." Zayn said in a low tone and Will let out a soft laughter. "Why search for a plushie anyway?""I can't help it, it's my source of comfort,""A plushie?""A plushie." Will repeated with a nod. It wasn't just any plushie, it was his companion for nine years, at the times he felt lo
Thirty minutes earlier, they got back to the hotel and Zayn sat at the edge of the bed with a tired groan as his hand pressed on his shoulder."You go ahead and hit the bath," he said "Don't you want to go in first?""it's fine, I'm beat. Wake me up when you're done." Zayn replied and with that he slumped back on the bed and his eyes went shut."Alright, I'll be quick then." Will said and made his way to the bathroom as he decided to let him be for the minute. Taking a warm bath and getting changed, he walked out to find Zayn sound asleep. He walked up to him and moved to give him a tap but he stopped, listening to the soft sound of his breath, he decided to let him be for a few minutes more."Sorry you didn't get enough sleep 'cause of me," he muttered with a smile and the buzz of his phone caught his attention. He went over and picked it up to see a message, the credited numbers he could see made his eyes widen as he knew immediately who the culprit was. His uncle was at it again.
Will raised his head and swallowed as he sat only a breath away from Zayn who kept staring at him, he wondered if Zayn's hand had slipped but what bothered him most was what pressed against his lower body. It was dangerous."Ah sorry, I..." Will said as he pulled back to get up but Zayn's hand curled down his waist and held him down. He blinked as he could feel his mind slowing down. "What are you..."Zayn sat up and Will's eyes widened as the distance between them closed up and he found Zayn's stare swallow him up."Uh... this is-" Will spoke as he withdrew his head slowly but the grip around his waist tightened and Zayn pulled him back in and Will felt his ears heat up as their bodies clashed. "You can't possibly be planning to leave after getting me like this?" Zayn said in a low voice and Will couldn't tell if it was just in his head or the closed distance made his voice sound deeper. "Huh?" was the only word Will could utter and Zayn's head fell on his shoulder as he let out a
Will stared wide-eyed in a daze as he sat on the couch with his legs crossed between his thighs as the moment kept playing back in his head. He glanced at the clock to see it was already some minutes past four, he couldn't get a wink of sleep, but on the otherhand Zayn was passed out like a log of wood."How could he sleep so well after all that?" he muttered in disbelief, a wave of regret filled him again and he let out a soft groan as he ruffled his hair in frustration.He couldn't help the thought that he had the chance to push Zayn away, he could've avoided it, all he had to move away and make Zayn pass it off as a joke... but he didn't.And that happened.He'd never been so disturbed even after a nightstand so why couldn't he get this out of his head?! He pulled his legs up in a hug and buried his head before mumbling."I still can't be this easily moved even after nine years." His fear wrapped him up and he could feel himself being sucked in by an emotion he hated, he shot up a