Niall Blurbs

Twinning

"Aw! Look who it is! It's my twin!" Harry jokes as he comes and pulls you tightly in for a hug. Niall sets his face in a frown. He hated that you two seemed to be so flirty and so all over each other. All because your guys' birthday was the same year and day.

You grin and hug the curly haired boy. You held him close with a large smile. "Hey!" You giggle as Harry lifts and spins you around.

Niall grits his teeth and let's out quiet, but displeased noise.

"So, are we planning our birthday together this year Haz? I feel like we need to go all out... Coordinate and throw a fucking rager." You nod excitedly, sitting next to him, your full body turned to face his.

Niall was now being annoyed and it was irritating him.

"Fuck yes, Y/N! And we can even coordinate the colours. I vote we do a floral pattern... Make it a black and white party!" Harry nods and smiles brightly at you.

You nod and give him a high five before hugging him, "Oh my twin, I love you."

"Stop!" Niall growls out. "I am tired of listening to you two! Harry, she's my girlfriend you realise?" His brows raise towards Harry, anger starting to take over.

You stand up, "Oi, relax! It's a joke. I love you.. You need to calm down." You say steadily, "Sit down!"

"No, no. It's enough every damn male is thirsty for you attention, but you spend the small amount of time that we do have together with him!" Niall starts to pace and you wave Harry away.

Standing in front of him, your hands go to his shoulder. "I'm sorry. You're right." You get on your tip toes to give him a small kiss. "I love you. And I am excited for this birthday, because I get to spend it with the best boyfriend and with a good friend." You murmur cupping his cheeks. "You're being a jealous boob for nothing. Last I check, I kiss you. Love you. And sleep in the same bed as you. Not my long lost twin. Don't even look like him anyways."

Niall calms down a bit and you pull him into a tight hug, rubbing his cheek gently. "Sorry. I think the party will be fun. But no fucking floral." He mumbles.

You smile gently and hold him close, "No fucking floral."