Three Way Relationship

2-sleepy

Niall's POV

Curling up against Justin, I laughed as Justin Timberlake sung a Kriss-Kross song on the movie.

I had a loud laugh, and didn't care one bit.

By now I was on my sixth Jim Beam, Zayn was on his ninth, leaving Justin only on his second coke.

"I have to pee." Justin sighed, getting up.

"That was attractive." I said sarcastically.

"Might take a dump t-"

"Justin, gross!" Zayn cut him off, laughing.

Justin chuckled, walking to the bathroom.

I scooter over to Zayn, resting my head on his lap.

He raked his fingers through my hair, humming slightly.

"Looks like they're about to have sex. again." Zayn giggled.

I smiled, licking my lips.

"Awe Ni! You took my spot." Justin pouted.

I held my arms out, "Come on, there's room for you."

Justin wasted no time laying just in front of me.

I wrapped my arms around him, kissing his neck before staring at the screen.

"Niall, can you pass me another beer." Zayn asked.

I sat up, accidentally knocking Justin of the couch. Zayn and I gasped.

"Ow." Justin sat up.

"Oh shit, sorry boo." I apologized, pulling him back on the couch.

"You two are drunk." Justin mumbled, burying his face in my chest.

"Just tipsy, babe." Zayn laughed.

"Just a sec," I gently got up, leaving Zayn to pull Justin on his lap.

If you ask me, Justin was like the baby in our triange, although I was the cute one, you can thank my blue eyes and Irish accent for that, we were very cautious for Justin's sake.

Zayn could be a bit like a dad at times, but still they're both perfect.

I walked into the kitchen, grabbing two cans of Jim Beam, and a packet of cheetos. 

Once I returned I realized Justin had fallen asleep on Zayn's lap.

"Here." I sat beside Zayn, pulling Justin's legs over my lap as I handed Zayn his drink.

"He's exhausted." Zayn mumbled, placing Justin's head on his shoulder so Justin could be relaxed.

"School probably tired him out." I murmered, kissing Zayn's cheek.

"Someone messed with our baby today." Zayn's face looked angered.

Justin told us about a few jerks who'd pick on him occasionally, so I was just as angered as Zayn.

We knew Justin hid a lot of what he felt about going to school, but he's admitted he'd rather be home alone than go to school.

"Who do you think it was?" I asked.

"It could be a range of people, Ni. As soon as I find out who it is, I'm going to rip their throat out." Zayn growled.

I rubbed his arm in a calming manor.

"Who do they think they are, anyway?" Zayn sighed, stroking Justin's cheek.

Justin stirred a little, moving so he was in a more comfortable position. His lips parted slightly and light snores escaped his lips.

Zayn and I laughed quietly.

Definitely the baby.

"School will be on break soon, so Justin'll be alright." I frowned.

"I swear as soon as I'm done with my course and graduate school, I'm home-schooling him." Zayn said, very sure of himself.

"Two months until then." I reminded him, smiling.

Zayn looked at me, leaning down and planting a gentle kiss on my lips.

"Ni? Zee?" Justin mumbled suddenly.

We pulled back and looked at him.

His eyes were half open, sleepy looking definitely.

"Yeah boo?" Zayn asked.

"I want a shower." Justin said groggly.

"You look too tired." Zayn stated.

Justin shook his head, "I'm awake. Pleeeaase?"

"You can't say no to that, Zee." I pouted with Justin.

"Fine, go have a shower." Zayn laughed, as Justin got up.

I playfully patted Justin's arse.

"Hey... hands off." Justin chuckled, walking towards the bathroom.

"I'll check on you in fifteen to make sure you dont fall asleep." Zayn said.

"Okay, but if I am you're dressing me!" Justin giggled as he walked in the bathroom. He shut the door semi way. I yawned, staring at the movie.

Zayn wrapped an arm around me.

"He's going to fall asleep." Zayn chuckled.

"I know, and the movies almost over." I smiled.

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Just like we assumed, Justin had fallen asleep in the shower.

Luckily we were used to this behavior coming from Justin.

He loved showering while tired, no clue as to why, but he did.

I turned the shower off while Zayn wrapped him in a towel.

"Justin, up you get." Zayn murmered, kissing Justin's forehead.

Justin frowned, his eyes slowly opening.

"I'm tired." He complained, trying to fall back asleep.

"Hey, you can't sleep here." Zayn laughed, picking him up bridal style.

I made sure he kept balance, since we were in the bathroom. Once out, I went in the bedroom quickly, pulling a pair of Justin's boxers out.

Zayn carried him in, using the towel Justin had to dry his hair.

"Sleep." Justin groaned.

"Wait until you got some boxers on, babe." I laughed.

I headed over, helping Zayn slip on Justin's boxers.

"Why is it, every time you're tired, you seem completely drunk?" Zayn smirked, pressing a kiss on Justin's temple.

Justin sleepily looked up at Zayn.

"Sleep is my alcohol." Justin said mumbling most words.

We laughed, getting into the bed.

King sized bed, and it fit us three perfectly.

I pulled Justin between Zayn and I, wrapping the blanket around us like a cacoon.

"Night, Love you Ni and Jay..." Zayn said, yawning.

"love you two, too." I mumbled, closing my eyes.

"Me three." Justin added, sleepily.

And then we all drifted off.