Fools In Love *Ziall Fanfiction* (Finished)

Chapter 19

Niall's P.O.V.:
"Mum? Dad?" I yelled when I got home. I couldn't believe I was going to do this. "Yes honey?" My Mum called from the kitchen. I took off my shoes and jacket and walked in the kitchen, where my Mum was setting the table. "What did you make?" I ask her curiously.
"Mashed potatoes and steak. How was school?"  I sat down on the table, since the food seemed to be almost done. "School was alright. Same old shit everyday." I replied to her uninteristed.
She just rolled her eyes at me.

'Can I talk to you, Dad and Greg?" My Mum made a confused face. "Of course. Just wait a second. The steak is almost finished. Can you get Dad and Greg?" I nodded and stood up.

As I was making my way upstairs I got a text. I fished my phone out of my pocket to read it. It was fro Liam.

'I need to talk to you tomorrow, when we're at my house.' Well that was just great. I almosst forgot what happened back at school. Why did Zayn have to show affection right in school, in front of Liam? Okay he didn't know Liam was there, but still...

I groaned and answered with a short 'Okay' before walking into Gregs room. He was playing some video game again. All  could make out was that there were a lot of guns and blood involved. "Greg! Mum made Dinner!" I tapped his shoulder.
He turned around to me. "Alright, I'll be right there."

Next I went to downstairs again into the living room, where my Dad was watching news. Seriously, first newspapers now the news. There was no hope for parents anymore.

"Dad. Mum made dinner." I told him, he nodded and turned off the TV. We walked together back in the kitchen and sat down at the now set table.
Only a few minutes later we were all sitting eating, including Greg. I was nervously fiddling with my fingers and kept shifting in my seat. I had nno idea how I should tell them! What if they would hate me? Or kick me out of the house!? I needed to stop thinking so negative. Stay positive! Always stay positive, I told myself.

"So Niall... You wanted to tell us something?" My Mum said, making Greg and Dad look at me. Oh god... "What is it?" Dad asked swallowing the mashed potatoes that were in his mouth.
I cowered in my chair. "Uhm... yeah... I don't know how to say this, to be honest." I stumbled across the words, getting more anxious the second. "Is it that bad?" Mum asked worried. "Did Mr. Brandon finally let you fail his class?" Greg joked, making me and the rest at the table glare at him.

Suddenly I didn't want to tell them anymore. Someone please help me, I thought desperate. I took a deep shaky breath. "Okay, uhm... I'm... I think I... might be... gay?" Don't hate me! Don't hate me! Don't hate me! Please don't hate! I prayed to god that they wouldn't hate me.

Greg had is mouth wide open looking shocked, Mum just tried to get what I had just said and Dad... I didn't even know. His epression was unreadable. Even though I was so scared of what they might say, I was also immensely relieved that it was finally out.
"Why haven't you told us?" My Mum asked not only a bit angry, but ... excited? I focused back on her question. "I didn't even know until a few weeks back or so." I answered, trying not to sound completely dumb. "Are you sure that it's not just a phase?" I looked at my Dad. "Why would I tell you if I wasn't sure? I mean I don't know if I'm fully gay or maybe bisexual. But I know that I'm definitely not straight." I tried to explain.

"How do you know anyway?" Asked Greg sceptically. Now I grew red on the cheeks. I hoped I could skip this part of the conversation. "Are you interisted in someone?" Mum questioned suspiciously, causing me to blush even harder.
"Uh... yes...", she squealed shortly,"And he's my boyfriend." Dear lord why did I tell them? Even if they weren't mad, Greg would still tease me about it.
But what worried me the most now was Dad. He hadn't said anything since I spilled the beans. He just sat there with a pokerface ans watched us, which made me quite uncomfortable.

"Who is it? Do I know him?" Mum impatiently asked. I hesitated before telling her. "It's Zayn, who was here on Staurday." That guy that looked absolutely perfect and literally flawless. The god-like creature with the these beautiful deep brown eyes. The one that looked like a sex god. Okay stop now, I told myself.

"He was so nice! And very handsome, I must say." I almost choked on my own spit. This conversation had gone from frightening to completely embarassing. "Mum, please!" I whined desperatly wanting to end it here. "Alright! Alright. I didn't say anything." She put her hands up in defense.

"What do you think about Zayn?" She asked Dad. I quickly looked down at my hands in my lap, not wanting to see his reaction. He hadn't even made eye-contact with me the whole time.

"He was nice." I looked up again. What? Nice? "So... you accept me and Zayn?" It was mostly directed towards my Dad. "Of course honey! Why wouldn't we?" Mum exclaimed. "Sure we do." Thank you Dad! And I thought he would hate me. Greg nodded too. "Since when have you two been together?" He asked casually.
God, everytime someone mentioned Zayn I had to blush. "Since Saturday." I didn't want to go into detail with them, which they seemed to respect.

The rest of dinner went by much less awkward. Now it was 5pm. Shit! I wanted to call Zayn. "I'm gonna go up to my room." I rushed out before sprinting upstairs and fiddling my phone out of my pocket. When I got to my room I let myself fall on the bed and dialed his number.
While waiting I leaned against the wall, grabbed my pillow and snuggled in it, getting comfortable.

"Hello?" I heard Zayn say on the line, making my heart skip a beat. "Hey, Zayn." I said getting all fizzy inside. What this boy did to me...
"Niall! Did you tell your parents? What did they say?" I giggled as he almost stumbled across his words. "Yes, and they are fine with it. Mum was totally ecstatic." - "That's cool. I wanna hug you now! Can I come over?" He asked sweetly. "I don't know it's already 5pm. And we have school tomorrow ..." I trailed off.
"Maybe I can sleep over? If you ask your parents with your puppy dog-face, they won't resist." He suggested. "I can try." I chuckled and got up from my bed and walked downstairs again with my phone in my hand. Ugh why did my room have to be upstairs?

"Mum?" I called walking in the kitchen to see her doing the dishes and Dad was drying off everything. "What is it?" She asked.
"Can Zayn sleep over tonight? Pleeease?" I batted my eyelashes at her and did my best puppy dog-face I could. "Don't give me that look! You know I can't resist if you pull that face." - "Thaaanks Mum!" I yelled before running upstairs to my room again, where I threw myself on the bed and pressed my phone against my ear. "You can come." I announced, grinning like an idiot. "I know, I heard it." He chuckled. Oops...
At least it wasn't that embarassing, right? No?

"Do your parents allow you to come?" - "Of course they do. My parents are cool." He said, but sounded a bit off. If I hadn't known him better I probably wouldn't have realised it.
"Okay when will you be here?" I asked, playing it off. I mean, it was probably nothing. He would tell me if there was something wrong.
"Uhm... about 30 minutes?" - "Okay see you then." We said goodbye to each other and I cuddled more in my bed. Since I had nothing to do I thought I could spend some quality time with my bed again...


"Niall... Wake up. Niall!" I shot up. "What?" I asked dazed and confused as I saw Zayn's face "What are you doing here?" He chuckled. Was this a dream? "I'm sleeping here tonight. Did you forget that? We talked not only 30 minutes ago on the phone? Ring an bells?"
"Oh!" Realisation hit me. Right! The phone call... my parents and Greg... the talk... dear lord. Now I was wide awake again.

"Sorry. I just fell asleep. You know I love my bed." He had  hurt expression on his face. "Do you love your bed more than me?" - "Of course not!" I exclaimed and standing up. "I gotta take a shower, now so make yourself at home." I said, before walking over to my closet and rummaging through it to search for clothes. "How did you get in here anyway?" I asked as I found something to wear.
"Your Dad let me in." He replied. "Okay, well I'm gonna go and take that shower." I announced and wanted to walk to the bathroom but he stopped me.

"I need to take a shower too. Can I come with you?" He asked. I couldn't quite make out if he was kidding or not. "Uhm..." I wasn't sure of what to say. "We could take a bubble bath." He said suggestively making my eyes lit up. "Yes! I love bubble baths! I haven't had one since I was like a kid! I'm gonna go let the water in! Hurry up!" I exclaimed excited over such a small thing.

I skipped over to the bathroom, where I set the clothes down and I turned on the faucet of the bathtub, letting the water flow. Zayn came only a few seconds later with new clothes in his hand and I searched through the cupboard for something that made
bubbles in the water.

A little less than five minutes later the tub was full with water and many bubbles. "Close your eyes." I commanded Zayn. I didn't want him to see me naked. "But I'm your boyfriend. I will see you naked someday anyway." He complained. "Yeah someday, but not today." I said and motioned for him to turn around, which he did reluctantly and put a hand over his eyes.

I quickly stripped my clothes and carefully stepped into the big bathtub. The water was very warm. I really should take baths more often, maybe even with Zayn, no I didn't say anything! But it was almost as relaxing as sleeping in my fabouls bed.

"You can open your eyes." I told him and he turned around. "Okay now close yours." He said grinning cheekily. I pouted but put both my hands over my eyes. A seconds later I heard him stepping into the bathtub too and I felt the light waves of the water. I put my legs up to my chest and opened my eyes again looking at Zayn in front of me. Damn! His chest! He looked so sexy. God! Stupid mind, stop it.

"Are you done staring?" He smirked, causing me to blush. If I wasn't so pale he wouldn't even notice me blushing. I played with the bubbles and blew some in his face. He tried keeping a straight face, but after just a few seconds he smiled at me and I smiled back.

"So what did your parents and Greg say?" He asked curiousity shining in his eyes. "Well, like I said. Mum was completely excited, Greg a bit shocked but he went along with it. And Dad didn't mind either. At first I thought he didn't accept me but we cleared everything up and he's fine with it too." I explained to him casually. I thought it would get awkward with him in the bath but it really wasn't. I actually like his company, not that way of course, maybe, it's just... my hormones... ugh.

"See, I told you not to worry." He said, reaching over to ruffle my hair but I playfully swatted his hand away.
"When do you plan on telling your parents and sisters?" I asked him.

He instantly grew serious and avoided my eyes, looking a bit uncomfortable, which made me worry. "What's wrong?" I asked carefully.

"T-There's something... that I didn't tell you."
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A/N: That was awfully written ... grr I'm really not happy with myself but I have to get redy for school I wrote that instead of sleeping on a school's day so please don't judge me.

Also a little Cliffhanger ;3 lolz and Niall finally told his parents! Yayzzz :D

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