Mine ♡ Ziall/Niam/Narry/Nouis/Zianourry AU [COMPLETE]

ONE -- TINY NIALL

Niall is tiny.

This is important, because it is one of Liam's favorite things about him. To be fair, it's one of Zayn's, Harry's, and Louis' favorites, too, but Liam loves it especially, because Niall is so easy to manhandle.

It's super cute.

Exhibit A:

"Hi," Niall hums, all smiles. He's waiting for his friends at their lunch table. Harry is sitting there with him, and he smiles at the rest of the group as they arrive, too.

"How's it going, blondie?" Zayn asks, ruffling Niall's hair as he sits down next to Harry.

"Good," Niall beams. He giggles when Louis kisses the side of his head. "Oh no!" he gasps suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Liam asks. 

Niall pouts. "My Oreos got smushed." He pulls them out of the bag. The cookies are crumbled, but one or two of them are still whole.

"I'll eat them," Zayn offers, smiling wickedly, reaching for the bag. Niall squeaks and moves the bag out of his grasp, giggling madly.

"No, Zee. Well...you can have one." He sticks his tongue out at Zayn, who shakes his head fondly. "You took one of the whole ones! You poohead." Niall frowns again, and his lower lip is actually starting to tremble, so Liam grabs him by the hips and plops him in his lap.

"It's okay. I'll buy you a new pack on the way home," he offers, nuzzling his nose into Niall's neck. He squirms on Liam's lap, giggling, cheeks pink.

"Tickles, Li," Niall smiles, and then nods. 

- - -

There are pros to having a group of best friends, and there are cons.

A huge con is all being in love with the same guy. 

"Everything he does is cute," Louis sighs. He's sitting on the floor of Harry's bedroom, flipping through his CD stash. Harry winces as Louis puts them back out of order, even though he does it just to spite him.

"I know." Zayn buries his face in his hands. "It's almost painful." Liam sits down beside him, and Zayn leans his head on Liam's shoulder.

"Fuck." Harry rubs the side of his neck. "What the fuck do we do?"

Zayn shrugs, which makes Louis laugh. "I know."

"What?" 

Louis grins. "I'm gonna ask him out."

"What?" Liam spits. He says it again to Louis' receding back as he leaves Harry's house. His eyes flicker to Harry and Zayn, who are both staring back at him just as confusedly. "We had a deal!" he calls after Louis, but he just rolls his eyes and gets into his car.

"We have to stop him!" Harry blurts, "What if Niall says yes?"

That thought is honestly so terrifying to the three of them that they run to the driveway. Harry and Zayn argue for two minutes over who gets shotgun, and Zayn is smirking proudly as Harry reluctantly gets in the backseat. 

When they get to Niall's, Louis' car is in the driveway. Liam's heart is in his throat as he rings the doorbell.

"Hi!" Niall squeaks. He is shining like the sun, his smile melting Liam's heart.

"Hey," he says gently. He doesn't know if he's too late. He doesn't know what he'll do if he is.

"Look what I found!" Niall turns around and holds up a tiny puppy. It's a small Dalmatian, and it licks at Niall's cheeks as he holds it up, making him giggle. "We found him when we were going grocery shopping! My mom called the station and no one is missing a dog, so we get to keep him!" Niall bounces up and down with excitement, squeezing the puppy, but not tightly enough to hurt it. "His name is Cupcake!"

Harry actually lets out a groan and drops his forehead against the back of Zayn's shoulder. Niall is so cute. Who allowed this?

"S'wrong, Harry?" Niall asks, leaning around Liam to look at him. He put the puppy on his shoulders, its front paws on his head.

"Damn it," Harry mutters, dropping his head on Zayn's shoulder again.

"Agreed," Zayn says, reaching back to pat Harry's head.

"What's wrong with them?" Niall asks Liam. He just shakes his head. "Wanna hold Cupcake? Lou's helpin' me make cupcakes in his honor!"

Liam smiles. "Sure, Ni." He takes the puppy from the blonde.

"You gotta be reeeeal careful. He's just a baby," Niall tells Liam, as if he couldn't tell by the puppy's tiny size.

"Did Louis ask you anything?" Harry questions, finally lifting his head from Zayn's shoulder.

"No," Louis calls from the kitchen, and the three of them let out a sigh of relief.

"Ask me what?" Niall asks, but none of them respond, and he stomps his foot in frustration.