fight for you • niam

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Niall came out of the bedroom a little flushed, fixing his top and straightening his hair. He walked out in to the living room. He pouted when he saw their food still sitting on the coffee table untouched and cold. Liam followed after the smaller boy, his shirt missing now and a smirk on his face.

"Liam, look, we left our food out here." The lilac haired boy pouted as Liam walked up to him.

He put an arm around Niall. "Hm, yeah, well I'd much rather eat you." He hummed, nipping at Niall's ear. The small boy blushed brightly and swatted Liam's chest.

"Maybe another time. We need to finish our homework."

Liam rolled his eyes playfully but nodded. "I'll warm up out food. It'll still be good." He said, walking to the table and picking up both plates. He headed in to the kitchen and placed them in the microwave.

Niall walked over to the coffee table and sat down, waiting for Liam. The brunette returned just a few minutes later with their warmed up food. "Okay so for our math class we just have to do this worksheet to let out teacher know what we already know." Niall explained.

Liam nodded, taking a bite of his food. "For my art class our first assignment is to draw or paint something that inspires us most." He leaned over and kissed Niall's cheek. "So can I draw you, baby?" He asked.

Niall smiled brightly. "Of course!" He beamed. He loved it when Liam drew him. His boyfriend was such an amazing artist and of course he never gave himself enough credit, but Niall had his work saved everywhere. He even hung up a few of his favorites.

"I love you," Liam announced with a fond smile.

Niall grinned. "I love you more."

"Ah, but I love you most. And I'm quoting Tangled so you can't fight me on this." Liam chuckled.

Niall stuck his tongue out at Liam. "Fine you with this round. But we'll see who loves who more next time."

The next day they were almost late for the second day of school. Niall will insist it was Liam's fault. Liam however just brushed it off and said they'd make it in time. Luckily they did and Niall just playfully punched his boyfriend before going off to his first class without the brunette.

Today Niall had on long pink maxi dress and white ballet flats. He shuffled in to class and sat in the back. It was only the second day of school and the lilac haired boy wasn't comfortable enough with anyone here asides from Liam.

Sometimes it made Niall sad to remember he was completely friendless before he met Liam. People thought he was too weird. No one wanted to hang out with a gay crossdresser. And he bet the brunette and everything changed. Liam was Niall's best friend now and even thought Niall wish he had more friends he was happy to have Liam.

"Hey Niall,"

The Irish boy looked up and gasped softly in surprise. "Zayn?" He asked. The raven haired lad chuckled and nodded. "I didn't know you were in this class."

"I didn't know you were either. Yesterday I sat over there in that corner and fell asleep." He answered with another chuckle.

"Oh that makes sense then."

"Do you care if I sit next to you?"

Niall smiled and shook his head. "I was just thinking about how I didn't know anyone in this class. But now you're here." Zayn returned the smile, but it dropped he saw Niall suddenly look down at his desk in shame. He turned around to where the small boy was looking before.

He saw two boys looking over in their direction and snickering, most likely at Niall. "Do you have a fucking problem?" Zayn growled, eyes narrowing. One of the boys quickly turned around but the other just glared at Zayn. "Got something to say?" The boy just huffed and turned around in his seat. Zayn let his glare linger for a moment before he turned back to face Niall. He reached over and touched his shoulder gently. "Hey, don't let them get to you. You look really pretty today. I like how your flowers match your dress." He smiled brightly.