Hungry (Ziall AU)

Chapter Three

Hungry - Chapter Three

Slap. "Why" Slap. "The" Slap. "Fuck" Slap. "Did" Slap. "You" Slap. "Kiss him!?" Double slap. "I can't believe you just kissed Zayn! That was so embarrassing oh my god" she said, running a hand through her hair, Niall was surprised why she hadn't pulled some out yet. "I was trying to prove to you that he was kissing me!, he flipped us over at the last minute!" Niall reasoned, his cheeks sore from his sister's slapping. "Enough! I don't want to hear it! I want an apology." Perrie yelled, lightly tugging on Niall's blonde locks. "Ow, shit! Okay! I'm sorry! I'm sorry" he muttered, trying to pry off his sisters hands from his hair. "Not for me, for Zayn! You practically raped him!" She said, throwing his own pillows at him. Niall shook his head, looking at her with an 'are you crazy?' expression. "I'm not gonna-" "fuck yes you are, don't make me Perrie Pinch you." Niall's eyes widened with terror. "N-No..no! Not the Perrie Pinch! That fucking hurts! Are you mental!?" He wailed, stumbling off the bed so he was on the other side. "Yeah I will, you remember? Good. I'll do it again." she threatened, slowly moving to her right. Niall on the opposite side of the bed, getting his foot ready to hop over the mattress, knowing that his sister will try and chase him.

"No you won't, wanna know why?" He smirked, not letting her answer. "I'll spread the photos." He whispered, winking before Perrie ran around the bed, Niall tripping on the sheets and almost falling off the other side. "Hmm, I can see the headlines: Perrie Edwards at the age of 12, naked at camp." He cackled, dodging all of his furniture. "Thats not fair! You stole my clothes while I took a shower and burnt them at the fire!" She whined, stomping her shoes, "Nialll, pleaaseeee?" She pouted and he shook his head, scowling at her. "You know what? Fine. Two can play at that game!" She declared, searching all over the floor then grinning when she found it. She grabbed the toy and dangled it in the air, one hand resting on her hip. "Dick's going bye bye" she taunted, making crying motions. "I can't believe you're actually touching it." Niall deadpanned, his face serious as he stared at the pleasure giving stick in her fist. Her eyes widened and she immediately dropped it on the floor, kicking it away as if it were a rabid animal. "Erh!" She shivered before regaining composure and looking back at her cackling brother.  

"Niall, please? You embarrassed me in front of him, the least you could do is apologise..just.. please?" She whimpered. Niall glared at his twin, she was going through the sympathy route today. He contemplated at first before sighing in defeat. "Yes!" Perrie cheered, jumping up and down and tackling her brother in a hug. "I'll do it in school.." He groaned, rolling his eyes and preparing for the big sloppy kiss. As expected, she planted one on him, squishing his cheeks together while doing so. "Yay! I love youu!" She grinned. Niall sighed shakily as he watched his sister exit the room, the things he does for her.  

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"Hm, you seemed to have lost your attitude since last night. What happened?, I liked the sexual predator version of you" Niall clenched his fists, Zayn wasn't making it easy to apologise to him, not with that smug smirk on his face, its like he didn't want an apology. "Can you just shut up for a second?, I'm trying to apologise to you" he gritted his teeth, anger seething through his worths as he tried with all his might not to pound his face in. "Hmph, thats not what you said when you grind-" Niall's eyes widened and he clasped a hand over the older's mouth, looking back and fourth hoping that people weren't listening. "Lets not bring back memories okay, I'm-" he began but Zayn cut him off. "Why not? They were some pretty good memories in my opinion." He chuckled, making Niall take deep breaths. Does he want to be punched in the face? "How about we do it again, I know I'd like to." Niall turned his head away. Yes, yes he does.  

"Fuck it, I'm not apologising to you" he said shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders. "Nope, nuh-uh, you're a dick. I don't apologise to dicks." He announced, raising a hand up as if to say 'talk to the hand'. "You apologised to your dildo. Why not to me?" Niall's face reddened, his hand lowering along with his confidence. He was always quite embarrassed when discussing masturbation, maybe it was because every time somebody mentioned dick he would think of Dick; his dildo. The name just kinda stuck to him, like a forever imprinted memory in his head. Why he named the sex toy was unbeknownst to Niall, maybe he just found it even more entertaining to talk to your pleasure giving sticks. "Niall, Zayn, why are you disrupting my class?" The language teacher said angrily. Niall stayed silent, praying to himself that Zayn won't mention anything about what happened last night. "Nichts, Frau. Niall ist nur lästig, mich" Zayn spoke fluent german. Niall looked at him with a questioning look, clueless to what he had just said. It didn't help how the class burst into giggles, maybe he should listen more. He sighed, crossing his arms, pouting. Wanting to fight back, he mumbled back one of the few insults he had learnt. "Du bist eine Schlampe" he muttered, feeling all the eyes on him, causing his cheeks to redden further. He felt a hand on his knee but chose to ignore it, knowing it was Zayn's. The older wasn't pleased with that reaction, so he reached over, mouth on the shell of Niall's ear and whispered "I'm sorry, baby" before giving his lobe a little nibble and pulling back. The whole class cooed, but Zayn ignored them, his eyes still on the blonde boy, who had a ghost of a smile on his lips that he was so obviously failing to hold back. "Nein, auf deutsch?" The teacher intruded their conversation. Zayn rolled his eyes. "Fuck off, you're ruining the moment." He said directly to the teacher, watching her face turn from happy to surprised, to angry, then it softened, nodding her head at the two, smirking to herself as she looked at Zayn then back at Niall. Confidently strolling away. Niall knew what that look was, he's seen it tons of times all over the school. She ships it.  

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"Mmm, P.E, my favourite lesson" Zayn growled, his deep voice like silk to Niall's ears. But he wouldn't admit that. "Yeah, you're only saying that because you beat me at everything." He grumbled, tying his laces, but failing. "You'd beat me at being fucking sexy, thats for sure" Zayn chuckled, kneeling infront of him and taking the laces from Niall's hands. "Nah, 'cause you'd beat me at that too" Niall groaned, he hates being second place, it was so annoying. Zayn tightened the laces before looking up, giving Niall his signature smirk. "You think I'm fucking sexy?" the older grinned at his pink cheeks. "Just tie my laces already!!" Niall groaned, wanting to kick him in the balls. "Why don't you.." Zayn half-smiled. "What?" the blonde tilted his head in confusion. "You have that look on your face that says you want to injure me somehow, why dont you?" he remarked, watching Niall's expression change. Silence was all that was heard for while before Zayn stood up, finished with the laces and looking at Niall expectantly. "I..,ugh, just, uhm..." he sighed, shaking his head "Fuck off, Zayn" he muttered. The older boy laughed loudly, wrapping his arms around the blonde and kissing his forehead. "Never have, never will" Niall wiped his forehead, disgust evident on his features. "You know you like it" he whispered in Niall's ear, and the blonde only noticed now that the changing rooms were already empty. "Whatev–" Zayn brought their lips together, the two once again forgetting everything but themselves. Niall didn't even hesitate to kiss back, his arms wrapping around Zayn's waist whle Zayn's hands cupped Niall's cheeks. The blonde internally stabbed himself, I'm a horrible brother.

Zayn pulled away, a triumphant smirk on his features. "Mm, yeah, you really don't like it" he rolled his eyes and Niall punched his arm playfully. Niall found himself pulling at Zayn's arm, not just to stop him, but he was asking for another kiss. And thats the story of how they were late for P.E, joining the pitch with swollen lips and disheveled hair. 

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A/N: I know its short but I know how to make up for it..

[whispers] smut in the next chapter