Breaking Boundaries [Niall Horan Punk AU] [ON HOLD]

Chapter 20

Violet's POV

I stand in the kitchen, cooking my famous pasta dish. Niall insisted that I just sit down and rest, but I made him sit in my room. I'm making Zippy Ziti and Broccoli. I used to make it al the time back in Florida. I haven't made it in a while, but I'm glad I still have the recipe. I start humming a random song, which turns into singing. I don't even realize I'm singing until I reach a high note.

"Baaaaabe." Niall whines, slumping into the room. I chuckle, shaking my head.

"What now, Niall?" I ask, smiling.

"I'm bored." He pouts, crossing his arms.

"Go play video games with the guys downstairs." I suggest, poking him with a spoon.

"They kicked me out for no reason!"

"No reason?"

"Well I may or may not have cheated."

"Ah. Now shoo child. I have food to make." I slightly push him towards the door.

"Nooooo." He whines, pushing against me.

"Fine. Just sit down and don't touch anything." I sit him down on a barstool and turn back to the boiling pasta.

"Alright f-is that my shirt?" He asks, pointing to his shirt I'm wearing.

"Nooo." I look down, playing with the hem.

"It is!" He exclaims, shocked look on his face.

"No, it's not!" I defend, laughing.

"You stole my favorite shirt!" He stands up, walking over to me.

"It's mine now." I smile, turning back to the pasta. Yay it's done. I put it in the strainer, grabbing the other needed ingredients. Basically it's Ziti pasta with Alfredo sauce, broccoli, tomatoes, cheese, and bread crumbs on top.

"You're lucky it looks good on you." He wraps his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Even if it hadn't, I still would've kept it." I turn my head, pecking his cheek. I walk back to the stove, strained pasta in hand.

"Not fair." He pouts, tossing the cheese bag around.

"Yes it is. Whatever item of yours I want, I get to keep. It says that in the boyfriend hand guide." I say, seriously.

"What hand guide?!" He squeaks, sprinkling a bit of cheese on my head.

"Hey!" I smack butter on his face, laughing at his expression and the sound it made when it hit his face.

"What did I just walk into?" Liam asks, stepping over some cheese on the floor.

"Dunno. I think you just stopped a big mess from happening." I shake the cheese from my head, wiping the butter off of Niall's face.

"Right. Well someone's at the door for you, Violet." Liam shakes his head, walking out. I freeze, looking at Niall with worry. Would Cole really come back? No, he wouldn't. Oh well maybe. I creep my way towards the door. Niall pushes me behind him, slowly opening the door, the baseball bat from earlier in hand. Michael jumps in fright upon seeing Niall with a freaking bat, ready to swing.

"Whoa I come in peace, mate!" He throws his hands up, eyes wide. I push Niall back, pulling Michael inside.

"Sorry, Mikey. We thought you were someone else." He drops his backpack, sighing.

"Good to see your guard dog works." He jokes, making us laugh.

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"Violet?" Niall asks, pulling my attention away from the movie playing on my TV. Michael came by just to drop off the homework I missed. He stayed to eat pasta, but had something to do. He said something about meeting up with friends. Niall got kicked out of the basement again so here we are. His arm is wrapped around my waist, our backs against my headboard.