I was in the kitchen cooking a steak for Niall. He told me it was his favourite but I refused to give it to him raw... Because it's jut disgusting.
I did offer medium rare but he made this being deal about how the meat had to be the same all the way through. I haven't got a clue as to whether he'll eat it cooked or not but I don't really care because the point of me keeping him is teaching him to be human and I was going to start with his food intake because according to him Ed get leaves and raw meat, he'd always leave behind the leaves.
"Here you go" I put the marinated steak in front of Niall
He seemed unsure and when he prodded at it with his finger he pulled a face
"You don't actually expect me to eat this" he looked up at me
"Just eat it" I glared
Niall went to pick it up with his hand but I slapped it away, scowling at him
"Use your fork" I scolded him "it's there for a reason"
Niall put the entire steak on his fork and I groaned in annoyance, how was I supposed to teach him when he almost ha no common sense?
"Give it here" I took the fork from his hands and picked up the sharp steak knife
Niall pouted and folded his arms, narrowing his eyes at me for taking away his food.
I showed him how to cut his food and when I gave it back he put a small square of it into his mouth. He began to gag and he ran off to the bathroom.
I sighed, tired of trying when I began to hear vomiting and coughing noises coming from him. When he returned he seemed pretty ticked off
"Was that poison?!"
"N-no" I stood up in case I had to make a quick getaway "that-that's human-"
"Are you trying to kill me?!" Niall snapped "because that shit is nasty!!!
That hit me like a handful of knifes. If there was one thing I was proud of, it was my cooking and being shot down by Niall made me feel like crap. I'd never been told I couldn't cook. In fact, it was the opposite
"I-I'm sorry"
"It's not sorry!" Niall spat "I get that we kissed but that doesn't mean you can shovel dirt into my mouth!"
"Fine" I clenched my fists and took a raw steak out the fridge
I stomped back to Niall and I threw it at him
"Eat your fucking raw meat then!!" I screamed
The steak hit Niall in the chest and he looked at me alarmed. I grumbled and just went to watch TV. He soon joined me, his voice soft and sincere
"Zayn" Niall mewed
"What?" I asked annoyed
"I didn't mean to judge your meat" Niall mumbled "I just don't like human food... It's gross"
"Well you've got to learn" I folded my arms and looked up at him from my seat on the couch "because sooner or later you'll be released and have to eat salad, cooked food, bread... The lot"
"I know" Niall mumbled and climbed onto the couch with me
"I know it isn't easy" I gave him a supportive smile
"and I know I'm being difficult" Niall returned the smile "but I can't help it... It's who I am, it's what I am"
"It's cute" I chuckled "but... It can get frustrating really quick"
