Love and War (Ziall Fanfic)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7


Knock, knock, knock

I knock on the door waiting for my mum to open the door. "Really? You don't have house keys?" Miley asks me. "I forgot to take them with me" I explain. "You're such a loser" she tells me. "And you're my best friend" I say quick my.

My mum, after what feels like an eternity, opens the door. "You're lucky I'm home, otherwise you would've been locked out" my mum tells me. "Well hello to you too, mother" I say sarcastically. "Hello Mrs. Malik" Miley says politely. "Oh, hello dear!" Mum replied oh so naturally.

We make our way inside and go to the kitchen. "That smells good" I say as I take in the heavenly smell of roasted chicken. "I bet it tastes better" Miley adds. "Oh, it does" my mum says with a wink. "Mum, don't try to be cool, k?" I say dryly. She glares at me as usual.


"Oh lord, that's definitely one of the best dishes to ever enter me" Miley says. I almost choke because that sounds wrong. "Miley, you might wanna rephrase that" I say awkwardly. "Oh.. Ummm. It's one of the best dishes I've ever eaten" she says. "Better".

"Okay, time to go upstairs to partay!" I chant. "How the hell do you have a 'bad boy' image... I don't understand" Miley complains. "How the hell did you become my friend, I'll never know" I shoot back. "You still love me though" she says. "Whatever helps you sleep at night honey" I say mockingly.

"So what are we gonna do?" She asks. "Prank calls?" I suggest. "I don't see why not" she contemplates. "Oh my god! That's a great idea!" She says after a few seconds. "Just one second" she adds. She then takes out her phone, sends a text, then receives a text. "What the hell is that all about?" I ask curiously.

"I know exactly who to prank call" she says, and then I get a feeling I'm going to regret this. "Here, let's call" she says without telling me who it is, while putting it on speakers.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

"Hello?" A familiar voice says.

"This is sheriff Emily from Bradford Police Department" Miley says in a very American accent.

"Oh, uh, how can I help you?" The voice, a thick Irish accent says. Dammit, it's Niall. I instantly regret this.

"We have been notified that you have been up to no good" Miley says again.

There's a long pause, "I had nothing to do with it, I swear" Niall says worriedly.

"Really? 'Cause we were told otherwise" she says.

I hold my laughter, trying not to explode. He sounds so scared, I will not let him live this down!

"I promise, I tried to stop them but I couldn't, they were too much" he defends himself.

I wonder what he's talking about...

"Would you like to give us your side of the story" Miley suggests in a 'professional' matter.

"Yes! Okay, so I was walking down the park, and I see a group of guys standing around something. So I went up to see what they were standing around, and I saw one guy kicking a poor beaver..."

I choke on myself, this is the funniest shit ever.

"And then what happened? You do know that animal abuse isn't taken lightly at all" Miley says firmly.

"So I tried to stop him but they told me to back off before they'd beat me up and I'm not stupid, they were at least 7" he adds.

"Thank you sir for this information. It's really helpful. And one last favour, please remember this code: 2-1-9-6" she says, and I look at her questioningly.

She closes the phone, "What was that code about?" I ask. "You'll see tomorrow" she smirks. "And I'm bored again" I say. "Let's get Demi to come over, we haven't seen from her for a while" Miley explains.

We call Demi, and 10 minutes later, she arrives. "Demi, where the fuck have you been?" I ask. "I was sick for two days" she explains. "Well how come none of us noticed?" I ask. "Too much drama" Miley answers.


Miley and Demi just left, and I head to the bathroom. I lock the door, and decide to .... masturbate, because I haven't in a while and I need to release some stress.

I open my phone and open my hidden videos folder, and open a gay porn video that is already saved. I take my pants off, then my underwear, and sit on the toilet.

I spread my legs wide apart, I mute my phone, and play the video. I start stroking myself becoming harder and harder. I stroke quicker and quicker.

I put my phone aside and start using my imagination. I think of Zac Efron hovering on top of me, and I keep stroking harder and harder. I imagine that he's entering me and I get even more harder.

I keep pumping the hose and I'm about to release, and just before I do, Niall appears in my imagination and suddenly I'm coming into his ass.

I release and even though it felt amazing, I felt weird. I just had one question:

Why the fuck did Niall appear in my thoughts?


__________


This is a terrible chapter I'm so sorry!

It's been a really tiring two days, like you have no idea.

Anyways, as usual, tell me what you think!

But seriously it sucked tho..

Anyways..


Vote<Comment

-Mario :/