N I A L L;
"He's out there flirting with the pizza boy, nialler," he says with an eye roll.
I frown, bringing my hands together over my stomach. I play with my fingers when I'm scared, and Zayn knows this so he comes over to me and kneels.
"Hey, hey, Ni. Its okay, I think they were just talking." He grabs my hands in his.
I smile, but still am a little upset.
Why would he be talking to the pizza guy? Do they know each other? Was he another one of Harry's flings? What if they wanted to get back together?
a few seconds later, a smiley harry walks into the room. i frown, looking at zayn but he is staring at harry with angry eyes.
"so? how about that pizza?" harry asks, not meeting my intense gaze when he reaches for the pizza box thats on the counter.
i feel pissed, angry and all the other synonyms for mad. i want to punch him, fucking murder him and fuck him.
"hey zaynie and ni! come into the living room!" a cheery voice rings throughout my silent house. i know he is trying to get me jealous and holy hell its working.
maybe i can go find that pizza boy and cuss him out but thats... crazy even for me.
"zayn, i think its best if you leave..." i whisper, my nostrils flaring. harry is mine. all mine. nobody else's.
he nods, walking over to me. "im so sorry, he is just a jackass."
i nod, wrapping my arms around him.
zayn kisses my cheek and walks to the door.
when im sure he leaves, i stomp to harry. he's eating a slice of pizza and flipping through netflix, looking innocent and not looking like he is fucking with my emotions.
"oh hey ni, want a slice?" he asks, holding up the box.
i roll my eyes, instantly spitting, "Get up stairs."
he whips his head to me, eyes widening.
harry opens his mouth, probably about to ask 'why?' but i beat him to it.
"and if your not fucking naked by the time i get up there... oh, your in trouble." my breathing is ragged and i know, im over reacting but i just want him to know that he is mine and i am his.
he nods, practically bolting up the stairs. i can tell he's eager and so am i but i want to keep him waiting.
i clean the mess he has made before i get up there. im not fully aroused but once i see him, i know i'll come right on spot.
"ni!" harry whines from the bedroom, and i groan at his neediness.
now its me who's bolting up the stairs..
sup bitches
your cool
like ice
i love you
smut or no smut?
i feel like i have too much smut :-O
{brooklyn}
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Fanfic"Perfect. Keep that pose," Niall says, snapping another picture of the gorgeous boy in front of his camera. He's trying not to have the blood rush to his face while looking at the half naked model. Okay, come here and look at these pictures," Nial...
