The Hanging Tree (Zianourry)

Chapter Twelve

I kept banging my head against the wall, mentally beating the shit out of myself. I've skipped all of my classes today because this dark mark is still here. Whenever someone came Nialler was magically present to send them away with the excuse of 'He's sick and it's really contagious.' Niall even kept a shirt held against his face for extra measure, which I admit was really saving my ass.

The down part was that I was on constant watch from either him or Harry, since Liam was watching Zayn. We found out that they stay next door actually, which made me think about how much those two were doing together. I chose to ignore most of it though, because if they were doing anything I would hear it....unless they've mastered the art of being quiet.

"Do you think Liam and Zayn are having sex?" I asked Niall.

"What?" Niall asked me. He turned towards me, his blue eyes blazing. "As if I care about that." Niall said, growling. 

"Come on Nialler, how many times must I apologize?" I asked him. He grumbled something that made me frown. "It's just Zayn, it's not like we're not all in a relationship together." I whined, poking my bottom lip out as best as I could. He rolled his eyes and came and sat on the bed with me, pulling me into his arms.

"It's not that, it's just the fact that you two were totally dumb enough to leave a hickey on each other. Hell, I've kissed both Harry and Liam." He told me.

I looked at him and bit his ear, making him groan, almost moaning. He looked at me and bit my bottom lip. "I forgive you Louis, but no more hickies, ever!" He whispered.

"Yes, I know. I'm a complete idiot." I said.

"Glad you know it." He replied, pressing play on the laptop. I was busy watching ZombieLand, which was one of my all time favorite zombie movies. There was three knocks on the door, which was quickly unlocked and Harry poked his long locks in. He smiled at us and walked over. 

" 'ello loves!" He whispered, looking at me before giving Niall a little peck on the cheek, which caused the blonde to blush. Harry glared at me and I smiled, which wasn't returned. Harsh, I never knew for Harry to be one who would be mean.

"Don't be mad at him Harry." Niall whispered once he saw the hurt in my eyes. Harry sat on my back, making me groan and I looked at him in disbelief. The tall lad might've looked skinny and lanky but he sure as hell wasn't light.

"Holy fuck, where is all the weight?" I groaned, straining my neck to look back at him. "It's in the hair, isn't it?" I asked him. He grinned and then frowned again, looking at me in annoyance. "Hazzy. Hazza. Look at me." I whispered. I stared him down and he stared back, a smile forming on his face as he leaned into me. 

He rolled his eyes and kissed me on the forehead. "Fine, but no more stupid stuff and stop with the unnecessary sex!" Harry growled. There was three more knocks on the door and we opened it to reveal of course Zayn and Liam. It was close to night time so all of the other boys were asleep. They came inside and looked at me with a smile, coming inside and locking the door. They sat on my bed again, making it squeak from the pressure. 

"Well then, we weren't invited?" Liam asked, raising an eyebrow. Everyone exchanged kisses and we continued watching the movie, Harry laying on my back, Niall beside me, Liam cuddled up to Niall and pressed against the wall, and Zayn was laying on top of those two. 

"Seriously, these beds can take some weight." Zayn whispered.

"Well it is like a twin size and honestly the person who weighs the most is Liam." Niall answered.

"Are you calling me fat?" Liam questioned.

"Nope, just really freaking muscular. Like are you over-compensating for something?" Harry asked.

Liam smirked and whispered with the utmost confidence, "Harry, trust me. I don't have to compensate for anything. Ever."

"Liam Payne!" Niall screamed. "Oh my gosh, you're laying right next to me!" Niall started to move and he pushed me off the bed, sending Harry to the ground with me. The other three burst out laughing in unison to our pain, to which we flicked them off. I grabbed Harry and pulled him into a kiss, making him moan and wrap his lanky body around mines. Everyone cooed at the moment and I looked up to see Niall and Zayn kiss before they both kissed Liam. 

"Well then, this is getting close to an orgy." Harry whispered in that low voice of his.

"Harry Styles, you aren't allowed to talk like that. Your voice is too deep and it gets men pregnant!" Niall chastised.

"I'm sorry what?" Liam asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Niall, you're so wrong. Everyone knows my face gets men pregnant." Zayn said, giving us his cocky smirk. He started to laugh once Niall slapped his arm and I held on to Harry.

"What about me? My body gets boys pregnant." Liam said.

"Niall, it's your charm, and it's my bum." I said. "Not to mention we all have sexy accents."

"So in other words we're all like imaginary pregnant?" Zayn asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"Yes, yes we are." I said.

Liam and Niall were both frowning, which drew Harry and I attention. "Louis, why do you think it's your butt?" They asked one after the other.

"I'm guessing it's because of the fact that it's outrageously huge." I said.

"Nope, I think it's your sassy attitude and your cute eyes and fluffy hair and-" Niall started.

I cut him off. "I understand, no butt jokes because it's not all about my arse and I'm not a sex tool." I grumbled. He looked at me and winked and I stuck out my tongue.

Harry leaned against me, whispering in my ear, "Though your arse is nice." 

I grabbed his hand and held on tightly, squeezing it as he nuzzled against my neck. Best 'sick day' ever.

**A/N: So I decided to give you all a little fluffy chapter! I hope you enjoyed it!**