This was requested by xxkait4055x
Nialls POV-
I woke up in Zayns embrace. I looked around and saw Louis and Harry in the same spooning position. Liam probably woke up and went to make breakfast or something. I carefully crawled out of Zayns arms and he quickly dragged Harry into his arms to replace me and Louis wrapped his arms around the both of the subcaucously (FAIL).
I snuck down stairs and saw my luggages near the door. I rolled my eyes. The boys have been trying to convince me to go to Mullingar and tell my family about my sexuallity and relationship. But they aren't very accepting.
I walked into the kitchen and saw Liam. He turned around instantly and kissed my lips. "Good morning" "morning" I sat down on the counter "whatcha cooking?" "Eggs, go get dressed now, breakfast will be ready by the time you are done and after that, off to the airport with you!" He said handing me a plane ticket I pouted as I put the ticket on the counter and went to get dressed. I put on some sweat pants and a plain black t-shirt before slipping on my white Supras and heading back down stairs and seeing the other lads up.
I went up to each one and kissed their cheeks. Louis was on the last bar stool so I wrapped my arms around his waist from the back and placed my chin on his shoulder. He started to feed me so I wouldn't have to move.
"Niall, we need to hurry or you'll miss your flight" Harry said. I groaned and picked up my phone and wallet slipping those in my pocket. I hugged Liam goodbye, "I will see you soon babe" I whispered before pecking his lips. I did the same with Zayn and Louis before heading out with Harry carrying my luggage.
We pulled over in a clear area about 1 minute away from the airport. I pulled his lips into mine and kissed him roughly. Our lips moved in sync and his tongue begged for enterance. I denied and pulled away, "im going to miss you Harry." I whispered, breathlessly. "You too Ni, but this is something you have to do." He looked me in the eyes. I leaned back into my seat. "I know" "good" he finished the drive to the airport and drove off after I grabbed my luggage.
I walked through the airport security, the whole deal and the flight took off.
-Mullingar-
I walked up to the door step, debating wether I should knock or not. Yeah, I probably should. I knocked on the door and suddenly, a wild mother appeared (sorry, I had to!). "Hello mum" "Niall!" She hugged me and pulled me into the house. Greg, my mother, father and I talked and caught up a bit until lunch. We were at the table when my dad asks the question "so son, any girls on your mind lately?" "No" "com'on! There's gotta be somebody you got your eye on!" "Actually, I am in a relationship" "with who! When can we meet the lucky lady?" "You already have 'she' is Zayn. And Harry. And Louis. And Liam." They just laughed "really Niall? Anybody you like?" Greg asked throwing his arm around my shoulder. "I'm serious." Greg moving his arm an they all looked at me. "I'm gay, and in a relationship with Louis, Liam, Zayn and Harry." My mother ran out of the room. Greg went to comfort her and my father looked at me with a look that could kill. I stood up and on my way to grab my bag from near the staircase, I felt a hand grasp around my neck. I was thrown backwards and kick in the side, then the face and the legs.
Repeat.
I don't know how long this went on. I was squinting and trying to hold back the tears that were falling down my face. Suddenly, it stopped. "Get out of my house you fucking faggot. And never come back. I dragged myself and my bag into a taxi, and to the train station. I got myself into a train to London and waited to get there.
-London-
Upon arrival, I placed myself in a seat and texted Harry to pick my up. 10 minutes later he arrived and picked me up and carried me to the car. He placed me inside and my bag in the back. He got into the drivers seat and I looked over at him. I made a kissy face hoping he would stop crying. I hate it when he's upset. Or any of the guys for that matter. He placed his lips on top of mine. "I'm so sorry this happened Niall." "It's not your fault" "yes it is! I convinced Liam to force you there!" "It's fine Harry." "No it's not! You're hurt because of me!" I kissed him one more time and he was able to calm down. "Can we go home now?" "Sure" we drove home.
When we got home, Liam carried me to the bedroom an placed me on the bed. All the boys were crying. "Guys it's not that bad." "NIALL!!! YOURE A TALKING BRUISE!!! Yes!! IT'S THAT BAD!!" Zayn exclaimed.
"I don't care. If they can't accept that I love you, then I can't accept that they can't accept that I love you" I kissed each of the boys befor going to bed. It's been a long day.
