Hi! I'm Niall Malik (Niam/Larry)

Chapter 2- Run Devil Run

A/N: So, this story was nominated in the 1D Bromance Awards Summer. Please help me up and..........vote for me? THANK YOU! It's my first time entering something like this......

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Chapter 2- Run Devil Run

“Zayn......Zayn.......Zayn!” Zayn woke up with a sharp pain on his cheek “Zayn Javadd Malik, wake up or you'll be late for school,” His mother's lovely yet slightly annoying cheery voice echoed in his ear. Zayn groggily opened his eyes and and sat up.

“Yesssssss Motherrrrrrr,” He slurred in his morning rough voice.

“And why are you muttering Mr. Stroma's name in sleep?” Tricia asks suspiciously, eying his 17-year old son.

“I-I was having a bad dream and he was in it. He tried to ate my eye ball with a chopstick,” Zayn lied, using one of Niall's past nightmare (which he had to comfort that little guy for nearly an hour). Mr. Stroma eating you? Ha! You would totally like that would you? Zayn thought to himself.

“Uh-huh,” Tricia replies with a smirk. “Whatever hon, it's 10 minutes to seven, and Harry is already downstairs,”

When Tricia was out of the room, Zayn let out a huge sigh. But his breath was caught in his throat when he saw the small tent. He lets out a huge groan and buries himself in his pillow. He didn't know which one is much more embarrassing; having hard-on in front his mother, or having a hard-on because he had a dream about his hot mess of an English teacher, Mr. Freddie Stroma. Groaning, Zayn headed striped naked while walking to the bathroom.

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“Where's Niall?” was the first question that came out of Zayn's mouth when he entered the kitchen. “Mom?” Zayn was getting used to his mother during breakfast, especially on a school day. “Why are you here?”

“Well, it is my house,” Tricia replies smugly, earning a chuckle from his father and Harry, who were both reading newspaper like old people. Zayn glared at Harry who immediately shut up, turning back to his newspaper.

“I know but-”

“I know, I know, it's weird seeing me during breakfast. But it is Niall's first day of school so I had to be here for him,” Tricia explains as she kisses Zayn on the cheeks “Now go eat your breakfast,”

“But where's Niall?” Zayn asks impatiently.

“He already left for school. He took the bus saying 'he wanted to experience the real deal',” Tricia explains with a chuckle, not realizing he just gave his eldest son a heart attack.

“What?! Harry! Stop eating, we gotta go. We gotta catch that bus!” Zayn yelled,as he ran out of the kitchen.

“But I haven't finish my breakfast yet,.........,”

“STYLES!” Zayn loud voice boomed throughout the house.

“Coming! Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Malik for the breakfast!” He slung his backpack on his shoulder and ran after his best friend.

Harry, being the good friend that he is, didn't have the heart to stop Zayn from ranting on about 'How his parents shouldn't let Niall get on the bus' 'How his parents should have woken him up earlier' 'How Niall will get lost' and etc, instead of telling him to look at the time. They were already and hour late and the first period had started 45 minutes ago......