Once Upon A Niam *A Niam/Cinderella Love Story*

I thought I published this chapter already.....

AN: Ok so I thought I published this but it's not there so I'm reposting it....

Niall P.O.V

I walk into town with a giant shopping list filled with things from food to shampoo. I walks down across the street when I feel someone watching me. I look up and see an attractive guy staring right at me, our eyes meet and he instantly looks away blushing. I chuckle and decide to make my way over to him, a car passing in front of me and when I look back to where the guy was, he was gone. I frown, he was really attractive if I must say. Thats right I'm gay, but dont tell Zayn or my step father, they'll have my head in an instant.

The guy had light brown hair styled in a quiff (Like in LWWY), he had brown caramel eyes that looked very beautiful and warm. He looked about a few inches taller then me, I didn't really see his body, I was mostly staring at his sexy face. I shake my head from any thoughts about the mystery cutie and continue with my shopping.

~One Week Later~

I mop around the living room when I hear the doorbell ring, not caring about my appearance, I walk to the door and open it.

"Good after noon, I am prince Liam and I am inviting you to my parents royal ball next mo-" he says then looks up and meets my eyes. Liam, thats what his name is, well he has a hot name as well as a hot face. Niall snap out of it! This is the prince your talking about! Geez.

We look into each others eyes as if searching for something, he looks me up and down and gasps, I look down and see that there are bruises and cuts covering my arms. I immediately pull down my rolled up sleeves and cover my arms, blushing from embarrassment.

He clears his throat and continues "You and all the other residents are invited to my parents royal ball a month from t-today." he stutters at the end.

I nod not trusting my voice, he nods and looks me up and down one more time before walking off to the next house. I close the door and squeal, I was just face to face with the hottest guy ever! Who also happens to be the prince! "Who was that Ni?" Harry asks walking in while stepping over wet spots on the floor.

"Um, some guy from the castle, he's giving out invitations to the King and Queens royal ball next month." I say as calmly as I can

"Really? Sweet! Hot rejected girls!" he cheers and walks over to me to see the invitation. I chuckle, Harry always likes to go to the royal balls just so he can ask out a hot rejected girl.

"What's the fag have?" Zayn asks walking in and nearly slipping on a wet spot. He walks over to me and rips the invitation out of my hands, he skims over it and smirks. "A ball eh? You know what that means right Haz?"

"Yep." Harry smirks getting what Zayn's idea is. Zayn always brings a girl here and banging her then forgetting about her the next day. Especially after the ball, I'm surprised he hasn't gotten any girl pregnant yet! Dad has no problem with that, and Harry only does it once or twice a year but Zayn does it every stinking time! It can't help but bother me, those girls being used and then tossed like a piece of trash, I mean sure they never talked to me or saw me but I can't help but feel bad.

"Well? What are you standing there for? Hurry the fuck up and clean!" Zayn spats, shoving me towards the mop bucket causing me to knock it over.

"You ass! Look what you did! Pick it up!" Harry spats, sadness hidden in his voice.

I whimper and bend down to pick up the bucket when I feel something come in tact with my bum causing me to shoot up and look back. I see Zayn holding his belt in his hands and he smacks it against my stomach. I whimper and clutch my stomach, hunching over in pain, he smacks my back and I fall down to the floor.

"What are you doing?! Get up and clean your fucking mess fag!" Zayn curses pulling me up by my hood on the jacket.

I hold in my tears and run to the kitchen and grab a bunch of paper towels then run back to the living room and bend down to clean up the water I spilled. The pain in my bum, stomach and back are killing me but I dont let it show. Zayn walks off satisfied, for now, I sniffle and silent tears fall as I clean.

I feel someone watching me and turn around and see Harry watching me, guilt and sorrow written all over his face. He runs over to me and bends down to my level. "I'm so sorry Ni, I should've stopped him. I'm so sorry." he sniffles and gently hugs me, I turn and quietly sob into his chest.

"Shh, dont cry Nialler. Here go up to your room, I'll finish cleaning this up. Just be careful of Zayn ok?" I sniffle and nod, feeling very sleepy. I haven't slept in days. He wipes my tears and kisses my forehead then helps me up and walks me up the stairs, up the attic to my room and tucks me into bed. "Go to sleep Ni,I know your tired, you haven't slept in days."

He leans down and kisses my forehead, "I love you Ni, sleep tight." he whispers

"L-love you too Harry." I sniffle, he smiles and kisses my forehead once more before walking out of my room, closing the door behind him. My eyelids start to drop and soon I'm asleep.

Harry P.O.V

I walk down stairs wiping a few silent tears away, I can't believe Zayn had to go and beat my poor Niall with his belt. Niall didn't even do anything! Stupid Zayn. I sigh and walk down to the living room.

I bend down and start cleaning up the mess ZAYN made, after a few minutes the floor is somewhat dry. I put the mop and bucket away then walk to the kitchen and throw away the dirty paper towels.

"What are you doing son?" my dad asks walking in

"Just looking for something to eat." I lie

"Where is that son of a bitch?! He's supposed to make lunch! God d-"

"It's ok dad, I'm not that hungry anyways", I grab an apple and walk out of the kitchen. My dad mumbles some curse words under his breath and walk to the den. Probably to watch tv, the lazy bum.