Hungry (Ziall AU)

Prologue

HUNGRY - Prologue

Niall had been waiting anxiously for 30 minutes. Perrie, his twin sister, had been leaving the same time every night and coming back later than her curfew, it had worried him. What if something happened to his little sister?

"I'm hooooo—" Perrie hadn't even finished the sentence yet as Niall engulfed her into a big warm hug. "Where have you been? Always sneaking out when nobody's looking" he whispered into her hair, Perrie smiled and hugged back. "Missed you too" she answered back. They stayed there, just enjoying the moment. A click of a camera was heard and the twins' heads turned to the sound. Their mother stood their with a heart warming smile, placed in her hands, a camera. The twins stared at her questioningly as they let go of each other. Maura raised both hands up in mock innocence. "What? Its only in the matter of time until you burst into another argument" She shrugs. "We don't argue all the time" Niall disagreed. Perrie rolled her eyes at the statement. "Ni, don't even lie. Yes we do, you know we do" Maura rolled her eyes and the two began. 

"No we don't!"

"Yes we do?!"

"No we don't!, arguments are when two people exchange their opposite views in an agitated way, It doesn't count as one if I'm always winning" Niall smirked, strutting sassily up the stairs, shaking his ass more than necessary in a mocking fashion. 

"You don't always win, Nialler! Remember in year 7? I beat you in football! and I'm a girl! Ha! In your irish arse!" She called out, stomping to her bedroom door and slamming it loudly. Maura rubbed her temples, taking deep calming breaths. "Welcome home" she sighed out. 

Apart from the twins' little, or not so little, arguments, the two had a very strong bond, they both loved each other. As much as they deny if you ask, they do love one another, they care deeply for the other and will do anything to make the other happy; like sharing food. 

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"Heres your cookie, Niall." Maura smiled warmly at her 6 year old son, who didn't return it, instead just gladly accepted the cookie. Maura felt a tug on her shirt and she turned around, "Can I have a cookie, mum?" Perrie asked, as she played with her tutu, making ruffling sounds as she did so. Maura shook her head, a frown visible on her features "I'm sorry Perrie, but theres none left, Niall took the last one" she apologised, kneeling down so she was eye level with her daughter. "B-But I want one. Thats n-not fair!" She wailed, flailing her arms. Her expression quickly turned grim as tears trickled down her cheeks, a pout on her lips. "N-No! Don't cry!" She tried to stop her but the blonde 6 year old continued. 

Niall was just about to take a bite out of the delicious treat when the whole situation went down and he immediately stopped himself, feeling sorry for his sister. He looked back and fourth between the snack and his crying twin before making a decision and tapping her shoulder. "You can have mine!" Niall grinned as he handed her the treat. Maura smiled, ruffling his brunette hair, praising him. "Th-Thanks, Niall" Perrie said after taking a bite out of the golden goodness. Maura chuckled, leaving the room to clean up the kitchen. "Here, you can have some too" Perrie halved it, so both of them had an equal piece. Niall nodded gratefully. They both munched on the cookie, together, then at the same time, finished the treat. Perrie gave Niall a hug and a slobbery kiss on the cheek "I love you!" She  giggled as Niall wiped his cheek, his face showing disgust. "Love you too, but never kiss me! Ew!" He complained. 
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They aren't always together, especially now since Perrie's a famous singer, but every time they are. Niall makes sure that Perrie knows how proud he is of her. They had the rare love-hate brother-sister relationship. It was adorable really, Niall would tease her and she'd tease him back by reminding him when he first dyed his hair.

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"Are you sure, Niall?" Maura asked, uncertain. Her son just asked her to dye his hair blonde, permanently, the request came as a shock to her of course but the 12 year old brunette seemed desperate and quite determined. Niall nodded, an excited grin on his face. "Why do you even want to be blonde anyway?" She asked with incredulity as she massaged Niall's scalp with the dye. Niall sat silent, not replying, obviously trying to avoid the question. 

"He just wants to look like me! He wants to be identical because he's jealous of my hair! You're such a copy cat!" A high-pitched voice commented from outside the bathroom door. Maura chuckled, "is that true?" She asked stepping back to look at his face. A blush spread across his cheeks as he nodded shyly, avoiding the amused look that his mother gave him. 

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"Not bad, Nialler. Might actually look better on you than me!" Perrie giggled as she ruffled his hair. She wrapped her arms around her older twin before placing a wet kiss on his cheek. "Blergh, stop doing that!" Niall pulled away, wiping his face, but even though he might deny it, he kind of did enjoy his sisters kisses.  But don't tell her he said that.
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Soon the Perrie hug and kiss became a thing and Niall wouldn't pull away anymore, instead just accepted it, it was his sisters way of showing her affection to him so he decided he would savour it because he knew in the next 20 minutes they would end up arguing again. 

However they never did experience an extreme argument before, one that would last longer than the others. Maybe thats why Niall's afraid of what his sister would think of him when she found out...when she found out about his dirty little secret.

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Starting three days earlier, Niall was in the middle of English, trying so hard to not blow his top. The blonde had been suffering for 3 months sitting in front of the annoying bastard that is Zayn Malik and the pricks done nothing but annoy the fuck out of him. Niall's convinced that Zayn would go do the impossible just to annoy him, he'd do anything, even if it meant detention. Anything to get the Niall really pissed off. 

"Will. You. Stop." Niall said for the hundredth time through gritted teeth as he turned to glare at him. Zayn had been constantly kicking Niall's seat ever since he sat in it. The raven haired boy smirked, leaning in with his eyes still locked on Niall's he whispered "Sorry princess, no can do" before slouching back in his seat. He kicked it again and Niall just couldn't take it anymore, he's going to lose his sanity in this very classroom. "Fuck off!" Niall shouted out accidentally. The whole class turned to him, some surprised, some snickered knowing what happened, the relationship between the two was very well known. Even the teachers knew. 

"Mr. Horan, I will not tolerate that kind of language in my classroom. Get out. Now." Mr. Mason commanded. Niall stared in shock, he can hear the breathy chuckles that Zayn was failing to hold in, he tried to protest but the words were stuck in his throat. "Now" he repeated with a finger pointing at the door. Niall grumbled, getting up from his seat, feeling all eyes on him, he marched to the door. But before he could exit, he figured he might do a little something, why not? He was already in trouble. "Fuck you, Malik" he sneered, eyes narrowing before swinging the door open and stomping outside, the door slamming shut behind him. 

That day, he had got a detention, not so bad. He actually liked detention, because at lunch Zayn would sit with him, on his table, as if they were friends. "fuck off" he would always say, but that lad has a head bigger than his stupid quiff because he was a show off, he was rich, he was arrogant, he claims that he could get anything he wants. And that just makes him even more unbearable. Niall fails to see why everyone loves him. But then again, maybe they're just in it for the money? Yeah probably. Zayn does everything he can just to see the smoke puffing out of Niall's ears, but at the same time he'll do the opposite, he's so fucking confusing that that even gets Niall mad. He doesnt get him. Lets take a stroll through memory lane, shall we? 

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