Adopted (Spanking Fic)

Chapter 5

*Niall's POV*

Its been a week now and I'm mentally worn out. I've been in trouble almost every single day of being here. I'm tired of trying to not get in trouble. Liam is just too strict.

I'm a rule breaker, I don't follow rules.

Liam came in to wake me up, but I was already in bed, awake.

"Hey baby, its time to get up. You're awake?"

"Yeah.." I said.

He noticed something was wrong. "Is something wrong? Everything okay?" He asked, rubbing my shoulder.

I nodded. "Um...Can I stay in bed for a while longer. I don't feel good."

He felt my head. "You don't seem to have a temperature." 

"No, not that kind of feeling bad."

He realized what I was saying.

"Baby whats wrong?" He asked, touching my wrist. I flinched. 

"Nothing, im fine."

"If you were fine we wouldnt be in this situation, now would we?"

I didnt answer.

"C'mon, we have to do some stuff today. You and Zayn have to go get shots, then tomorrow is the dentist and-" "shots?"

"So that you can start school."

I gave him pleading eyes. I hate school. He sighed.

"C'mon." He pulled me out of bed. "Get dressed." He said, walking out. I sighed.

I put on my black skinny jeans with a blue plain T- shirt and vans. I didnt bother with my hair and i went downstairs.

Zayn was eating breakfast. I sat down and Liam made me some pancakes. I took about 3 bites then just poked at it. "Niall, eat."

"Im not hungr-" "Don't even start with that. You barely ate anything all week. You're not getting up until you eat all."

I glared at him. He gave me a stern look.

"Im not eating it."

"We've went over this before. You can either eat it or take a trip over my lap and then eat it."

"Why do you think spankings solve everything!? It doesn't!" I yelled, standing up.

"Lower your voice, Niall." I glared at him and walked away. I went to my room.

A phew moments later there was a knock. "Niall? It's me, Zayn."

I sat up on my bed. "Come in." I mumbled.

He came in and sat next to me.

"Whats up?"

I hid my face in my hands, frustrated.

"Im tired. We've been here for a week and i get in trouble almost every day."

He rubbed my shoulder a little, trying not to make it weird.

"He's just trying to help and we should be grea-" "since when are you on his side!?"

"You know what, shut the hell up and listen." He snapped, slamming me onto the wall.