Ziall-One Shots

Hate That I Love You

Prompt from ziall-shipper-for-life on Tumblr- Can you do a one shot where Zayn and Niall are forced to marry and they totally hate each other but after a few months they come to agreement to be friends after that Zayn sees Niall kissing someone else and gets jealous and shows Niall who he really belongs to?

Zayn's Pov:

"Your the most inconsiderate cunt I've ever fucking met! Do you ever think of anyone but yourself?!" Niall screamed.

"Me how about you?" I yelled.

"God I hate you! You stay the hell away from me tonight! You can sleep on the couch!" Niall stated as he moved to walk up the stairs.

"Hello genius I paid for that fucking bed!" I reminded him.

"I paid for everything else in the house" Niall yelled from the top of the stairs.

"Ha! No you didn't your mummy and daddy did!" 

"Oh why don't you just drop dead Malik!" Niall spat before slamming the bedroom door closed, Don't you just love my husband?

No your not hearing things, Niall is my husband. Now I know what your all thinking, What happened between you too? How long have you been disagreeing? Have you thought about marriage counseling? Have you stopped loving eachother? The truth is Niall and I were never inlove with eachother, And we never got along. Niall and I have always hated eachother ever since we first met, Why did we get married? Well that's simple our parents forced us. It's a long and complicated story that I don't really wanna explain. We've been married now for six months and we can't go one day without screaming at eachother. Niall's always moaning about one thing or another, It's like he takes pride in being difficult. At first I didn't mind the arguing, When we wern't living together it was easy to walk away, Now it's not so easy. I'm sick of fighting all the time, I'm sick of the constant migraines I wake up to, I'm sick of him in general. I sighed as I opened our bedroom door with a plate of food in my hands. 

"I bought you some food" I said.

"Not hungry" Niall replied, I placed the food on the side table. 

"Niall listen, I don't know about you but I'm sick of fighting all the time, We live together and were sharing this room until the burst pipe in the spare rooms fixed whether we like it or not, I don't wanna spend everyday arguing with you, I think we could be really good friends if we tried" I explained.

"I'm sick of fighting too, Running out of sarcastic comebacks" Niall commented with a small smile, I chuckled. 

"Maybe we could try being friends?" I suggested, Niall looked over at me.

"Friends sounds good".

Niall and I being friends worked out better then either of us thought it would. We found ourselves being alot more civil with eachother. We've actually become really good friends. Tonight we decided to have a night out, Neither of us had been clubbing in ages, Tonight I found myself watching Niall alot, My skin began to crawl when I saw him laughing and joking with other people. I'm not sure if it's the alcohol but seeing Niall with another mans hands on him made my blood boil, Niall was grinding against the total stranger loving all the attention he was getting. Finally after what felt like hours of torture I snapped when I saw Niall's lips connect with the other mans, Before I knew it I had stood up and I was marching towards the both of them, I grabbed hold of Niall's shirt and yanked his body away from the strangers. 

"Get your filthy fucking hands off my husband! Yeah mate husband you think he's wearing that ring for fashion?!" I spat. "Come on were leaving" I stated before pulling Niall away before he even had the chance to reply.