"So....," Liam started, unsure of what to say but the silence was nerve wracking. Nobody seemed to know what to say and that was actually expected. Niall had somehow convinced Louis to keep his mouth shut throughout the dinner but that didn't stop the feathery brunette from glaring ever so often at the R&B singer. Harry looked like he'd marry his iPhone any second now. The boy was way too involved in his phone for anybody's liking. Niall just looked uncomfortable, it didn't help that he was sitting in between Louis and Zayn. To make matters worse, both the lads had their hand resting on Niall's thighs- Zayn on the right and Louis on the left.
"Why did you call me here Liam? It's very clear that I'm uninvited," The raven haired man gave a sad smile to everyone in the room making Niall frown slightly. He really didn't want Zayn to go and just as he opened his mouth to protest, Louis squeezed his thigh way too tightly causing him to whimper in pain.
"Don't you fucking dare stop him from leaving," The feathery haired brunette hissed in the blonde's ears making his eyes water because the pain on his thighs was a bit too much. He shoved Louis harshly, sighing when the pressure on his thighs got removed. Looking up at Liam, Niall saw his band mate watching wide eyed while Zayn looked absolutely furious. Harry, on the other hand, still didn't care. Good.
"Listen-," He started before Zayn could get up and punch Louis but it was a bit to late to say anything because the next thing Niall knew, Zayn fists had landed on Louis's jaw causing the shorter of the two to stumble back. But in a few seconds, Louis was on his feet, his fists clenched as he punch Zayn making blood dribble out from his nose.
"Fuck Louis, stop! Do something Liam," Niall yelled, pulling Louis back as he watched Liam quickly scramble to his feet to push Zayn behind. Though the brunette didn't get why his two band mates were fighting, he surely didn't want to see any blood on his dinning room carpet. That thing was expensive for fuck's sake!
"Are you both out of your mind? What was that for Zayn?" The blonde hissed, pushing Zayn's chest, a blush coating his cheeks at the contact.
"He was hurting you," The raven haired man glared at his boyfriend's husband. Fuck Louis for daring to even touch Niall in his presence!
"He's my fucking husband! I'll hurt him all I want, who the fuck are you to interfere?" The husband hissed back, walking over to where Zayn stood with Niall before he was pushed back by Harry. "Niall get your ass back here or I swear to god I'll slap the fuck out of you!"
"Fucking shut up! Don't talk to him like that. He's your husband, not your property," Niall rolled his eyes fondly. He was so tired of Zayn being over protective and Louis being his bitchy self. But today was different, Louis was extra snappy and Niall knew why. Just the raven haired man's presence was enough to set his husband off and of course, Niall had to deal with all the bitchy and snarky comments. He really liked Louis's sense of humor but when all the rude jokes were directed towards his boyfriend, Niall really wanted to strangle Louis.
"Guys stop fighting and let's just eat. I baked some cookies in the afternoon and we should all just eat," A lazy voice mumbled, breaking the tension that had settled in. With Niall's hands still resting on Zayn's strong chest, the raven haired man staring fondly at the blonde but glaring every now and then at Louis, who was definitely glaring back just as strongly, Harry had finally had enough.
"Okay!" The blonde laughed, dragging his boyfriend and making him seat on the chair which he was earlier seating at as all of them waited for Harry to walk in with the so called cookies. Niall had a hunch that there wasn't really any cookie in picture and it was all just a trick to make them shut up.
"Here you go," The highly sweet smell quickly invaded Niall's nostrils and he could nearly moan at the delicious smell. "Eat up Nialler."
The blonde furrowed his eye brows cutely, picking up a cookie and just as he was about to take a bite, the smell suddenly changed to a less pleasing one and made him nauseous. He hurriedly got up from his chair, not noticing the confused glances his ex and current band mates were giving him as he stumbled in the bathroom, throwing up all the contents of his stomach.
He furrowed his eyebrows together once he had decided that it was enough puke for now but there was just one question in his mind. He knew what this was, he had gone through it before. The symptoms were all so clear but Niall had refused to see them, claiming that his partners always used condoms but those things aren't really 100% sure (an/ they really aren't. Two and a half men has taught me that) and Niall was really scared.
But the same question kept on floating around in his mind, even when he brushed his teeth and went back to the dinning room, lying through his teeth by claiming that it was the over eating shit he had done earlier and even though he knew nobody believed him, he was still glad that they didn't decide to question him on it.
The two men once again rested their hands on his thigh, and this time Louis made sure to keep his grip light and even passed Niall his mushroom spaghetti, making Zayn frown at the smile Niall displayed. He was always going to be second and Zayn had accepted that.
"Where's Freddie?" He asked suddenly, just so Niall could focus on him and not Louis even though the child in question was most certainly related to Louis.
"He's with Lou's mum. Now that you mentioned it, did you call and check up on him? You know how cranky that kid gets when he isn't around one of us," Niall smiled slightly, shaking his head with fond. It wouldn't be so bad to have another little toddler around but that haunting question once again popped up in his head and all his happiness was completely gone in a matter of seconds.
"Yep. Mum texted me a few minutes ago, he's actually asleep. Guess he doesn't need you that much, does he?" Niall glared at his husband, watching Liam roll his eyes and mumble something along the lines of 'here we go again,' which just caused the blonde to drop the subject and not retort back with an equally snarky remark.
Niall just focused on his food. Food was great, filled with all sorts of nutrition and even fat, but who gives a fuck right? He sighed in his seat, the question coming back to him and he tried again and again to tell himself that there was teeny tiny possibility that Niall might not at all be pregnant. He hadn't even checked himself for fucks' sake so why was he freaking out, but that question kept on coming back to him again and again.
Who the fuck is the father?
AN/ I don't know where I'm going with this story but eh, the chapters are pretty much alright and worth reading at least once so yeah, I'll probably figure the entirely story line out slowly and smoothly.
Do you want it to be Zayn's child or Louis's? Who do you want Niall to end up with ?
Do you think the boys will figure out why Zayn is so overprotective of Niall?
(I'm seriously laughing loudly at these questioning things I'm trying to do. lmao, how do people do this shit? i'm so fucking awkward!)
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Fanfiction"Why don't you ever stay the night?" "Because I'm married, Zayn." "But he can't love you....like i would." .. Or the one in which Niall just might be cheating on his husband with R&B singer, Zayn Malik. Cover by SLOTHTATO
