A/N: for my lovely friend directionershanatic3 cuz she's my buddy. Hope you like it :')

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Zayn's POV

"Maura it's a boy! A beautiful baby boy!"

I watch from the side as the woman's husband cries in joy at the sight of his second son being born. It's always an emotional time for both parents and us to see this miracle of life.

Us being angels. You know with the white wings, halos above our heads, sent from heaven to protect our chosen human, deliver messages from the Big Man. Those angels. We are created as grown angels not babies. Some are old some are young. But there's no difference to our abilities, it just helps with interacting with our humans in Earth.

I'm one of them, which is a huge honor. I've had to protect humans before, but they don't last long. They die at a young age, it wasn't my fault, it was God's will. It's been years since I've been someone's guardian angel, and I miss the job.

"That's your human right there."

Not fazed by the sudden appearance of Louis, another angel but with a higher standing, standing next to me.

"What?" I ask shocked but praying that I heard him right.

He glances at me from the corner of his eye, smiling "That baby, he's your human Zayn. You're his guardian angel now. Until the day he dies."

In a flash of light invisible to the humans on the room, he's gone leaving me happier than I've been in, well, years. I look back at the baby in his mother's arms sleeping peacefully.

"Aren't you the cutest baby Niall?" His mum coos at him.

Niall, that's his name. A perfect match.

"Hi Niall." I whisper even though I'm sure he can't hear me.

Maybe it's my imagination but it seemed like he opened his eyes a small fraction to look at me and his tiny hand opened and closed as if he was waving at me.

He really is a miracle of life.

~*~*~* 19 Years Later *~*~*~

Niall's POV

Lying in my bed, holding back tears I hastily grab my phone and call the only person I trust. And love.

"Hello?" Just by hearing his voice, my body relaxes instantly.

"Hey Zayn," my voice cracks at the end.

I hear some rustling at the other end then he speaks again "Niall! What's wrong? You know what, never mind, I'm coming over. Don't move."

He hangs up right away not waiting for me to reply. I grin stupidly for some reason; maybe it's the fact that he's the only one who can make my day better just by being himself. Zayn's been my best friend since I can remember, we did everything together and still do. He protects me from any harm, takes care of me when I'm sick and makes me feel good about myself. He's like my guardian angel.

Barging into my room Zayn pulls me I to his lap, sitting down on my bed. I don't bother telling him off for not knocking, mi casa es su casa.

Once in his comforting arms, I let the tears fall. Zayn just let's me cry into his shoulder, rubbing my back soothingly. "What's wrong Ni?"

Now that he's here, I don't know what to say. Especially since he's the one who made me like this. I grew up with him, which resulted in me falling for Zayn. I like girls, he's just an exception. Sure he's a guy just like me, but I couldn't help but fall for him. He's perfect in my eyes, an angel that fell from heaven. But what do I tell him? I'll try something first.

I pull away from his hold on me and look into his warm eyes full of concern.

"C-can I try something?" I whisper scared of his reaction.

He tilts his head to the side but nods.

Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, I lean forward watching as his eyes widen in realization. I hesitate waiting for the rejection but his actions take me by surprise.

"This is so wrong but so right." Zayn mutters under his breath before he leans the rest if the way for the kiss I want.

His lips touched mine and years of longing courses through my body flooding into this one embrace. His strong hands move up my back and clutch a fistful of hair as I press myself closer to him. The kiss deepens and becomes almost demanding and when he breaks away with a low moan to kiss my neck, the only other sound is my uneven breaths. I fall back on the bed, Zayn's mouth back on mine as he balances his weight above me. It feels like he has sparks shooting out if his fingers as they run down my arm, along my side and finally resting at my hip where he hooks his thumb into my belt hoop pulling my hip closer. I run my hand along his arm, feeling the muscles move underneath his T-shirt. This felt right but wrong in some way but I don't care.

I have no intentions of stopping this embrace.

That is until my fingertips came in contact with something soft and definitely not skin. I push Zayn back so he's sitting on the bed looking at me confused and breathing heavily. My eyes wonder to his back where there's nothing. I must've been imagining that he had wings. Why would he, unless he is an angel. Which is ridiculous because he would've told me before. Wouldn't he?

"Zayn this maybe a weird question but answer me truthfully ok?" I look into his eyes so he knows I'm serious.

"Promise." He answers.

"Are you an angel?" One look in my eyes and he knows I'm not kidding.

"Ni, I'm not an angel."

I open my mouth to apologize for the crazy question but he interrupts me.

"But if I was an angel, I would give up my wings just to be with you."

"Why?"

Pressing a kiss to my forehead, sending shivers through me he says "Because I love you."

Stunned, it takes me a second to find my voice "I love you too Zayn."

"For all eternity."

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I've become obsessed with angels and coupled with extreme Ziall feels, this is one of the outcomes.

Note.8.23.16: so rushed oh my god.