everyone else is laughing. harry on the other hand …
Miles Walser performs “Heirarchy” at NYC’s LouderARTS during prelims at the 2013 National Poetry Slam.
"So that’s what you like," says Zayn, later, first because he can’t stop thinking about it, and second because he’s an idiot.
"The Jameson’s?" Niall waves the whiskey bottle he’s pulled from the mini-bar. "Same as always."
"No," says Zayn. He could explain or he could let it drop. Niall’s cheeks are looking exceptionally pink, so apparently explaining it is. "The, like. When you were kissing?"
"Zayn," says Niall, coming to sit next to him on the hotel bed. "So far today I have kissed Lou Teasdale, Paul, that cute terrier Louis tried to steal, and the concierge. You’re going to have to be more specific."
"Yourself," says Zayn. "I mean, wax Niall. You, like, you rubbed noses, and you kissed yourself like, like, a feather, like an angel kind of feather kind of butterfly bunny something that’s really soft and sweet, like—”
"Zayn, mate," says Niall. "Get a hold of yourself," and Zayn realises that he’s rocking back and forth a little and clutching his hands.
"It’s just a very nice wax figure," he says, forcing himself still. "I don’t wonder you appreciated it."
Niall wrinkles his forehead, as if he’s thinking hard. “Not sure I remember exactly. We were all of us messing about.”
"Maybe," says Zayn. He wonders how much of that Jameson’s Niall would have to drink to forget Zayn ever brought it up. He wouldn’t’ve said anything, only he’d like to know how to put his mouth on Niall’s. Just in case it’s something he might ever get to do.
Niall looks a little exasperated. “You’re not even gonna try jogging me memory?”
Zayn tries to keep the edge out of his voice. “I just did, didn’t I?”
"Not, like, personally." Niall widens his eyes. It’s the innocent look he uses when fans make indecent suggestions. "Not, like, showing me with your face."
"With my—" Zayn’s heart starts beating faster.
Niall nods. “You said something about—noses?”
Zayn takes a deep breath and leans in, brushes the very tip of Niall’s nose with his. Niall sighs and lifts his face to Zayn’s. “It’s all coming back to me now,” he whispers, and then Zayn gets it.
"You fucker,” he mutters, and very very gently lets his lips skate along the corner of Niall’s mouth, feels Niall’s breath against his cheek.
"Remind me some more," says Niall, smiling so, so sweetly. "That’s what I like."
@niallofficial: I got all the lads Christmas presents except for zayn, I don’t know what to get him.@zaynmalik: you don’t need to get me anything. Being with you is enough.
The interview in which Louis couldn’t keep his hands off Harry x
#there was just one
Teen Wolf AU: Stiles comes to Scott about his werewolf knotting woes with Derek and Scott offers a little too much advice for Stiles’ liking.