Lemonade

3

"So, Niall, how's business doing?" Zayn asked as the laughter died down around their table.

Kim had just finished eating the entire plate of cheese sticks and was now looking for more food to eat.

"Great!" Niall answered, "I had convinced Felix Corp. to sign this huge deal. My dad threw a fuckin' party, mate."

"Hold on," Liam stopped him, "THE Felix Corp.?"

"The one and only."

"Shit, lad!" Harry gasped.

"You convinced the biggest fashion company in the world to work with you? That's fucked up. Congrats!" Louis screamed, blown away by Niall's achievement.

"That's my baby." Kim whispered, kissing Niall's cheek.

"Can't believe you're both still attached to one another even after thirteen years of being together." Zayn piped up as he pretended to gag.

"You're just jealous you're not yet married, Malik." Kim jests.

"I'd rather not be married." he answered.

Kim rolled her eyes before turning over to face Niall, "Baby?"

"Yes, my love?"

"I want more food. Get me some?" she smiled.

"Anything for you, Princess."

Niall turned his head around and raised his hand to call the attention of the waiter behind them. As he slowly walked towarda them, Niall looked over to Kim and asked, "Would you like more cheese sticks or do you want anything else?"

"Cheese sticks, please."

"Nothing else, babe?"

"You can add whatever you want. I really love the cheese sticks, though." she shrugged.

"So cheese sticks and something else?" he questioned and Kim nodded.

Niall faced the waiter once again before telling him that his wife wanted another plate of cheese sticks.

"There's only one plate of cheese sticks per table, sir." the man answered.

"Excuse me?" Niall asked.

"There's only one plate of cheese sticks per table." the waiter repeated.

"I didn't ask." Niall replied, staring at the man in front of him; making the boys around him chuckle.

"I said my wife wanted another plate of cheese sticks. I don't care how many plates of it are assigned in each table and I certainly do not care if there's only one plate available in the entire room. My wife wants more so get her some more." Niall demanded making the waiter freeze in his spot as he stared back at Kim's husband.

"Do you understand me?" Niall asked once again, raising his eyebrows.

The man, with wide eyes, nodded his head before trudging down a path that was probably the hotel's kitchen.

"Damn," Louis chuckled as he shook his head, "he's still got it."

"Got what?" Niall glared at Louis.

"You're still an asshole." Harry finished.

"Always has been." Kim laughed as she hit Niall's chest.

"Hey," Niall argued, catching Kim's hand before it reached his chest, "Don't act like you're not used to this."

"I'd be lying if I said I was surprised."

"Who is, really?" Zayn asked as he gulped down another glass of champagne.

"You grow up an asshole if you're born an asshole." Louis laughed, throwing a grape he got from the fruit basket in front of him across the table

Niall rolled his eyes before turning his head around as he looked for the waiter, "Where the fuck is the douche?"

"If we're being honest," Kim started, "you're the douche."

"Please," Harry snorted, "you would've screamed at him if Niall hadn't first."

"I would not." Kim defended.

"Sixteen year old Kim would have, and we all definitely agreed that you haven't changed one bit."

"I wasn't that bitchy." Kim whispered, pouting at the boys in front of her.

"You were the sorority leader and the frat leader's girlfriend. Nice is the last thing that you are, Kimberly."

Kim gasped, her head snapping towards Niall.

Her husband looked at her and shrugged, agreeing with the boys.

"They're right."

Kim groaned, shaking her head lightly, "You're all assholes."

"You basically grew up with us." Zayn jests.

"No wonder I'm a bitch." Kim rolled her eyes, picking off a grape from the basket and popping it into her mouth.

"Where are my cheese sticks?" Kim asked a few minutes later when the laughter died down.

"God fucking damnit!" Niall screamed, luckily being drowned out by the blaring music. Looking around, his eyes landed on the kitchen door. He stood up, ready to scream at everything and everyone.

"Where the fuck is my wife's fucking cheese sticks?" Niall grumbled, turning around and storming off.

"Hey!" Kim screamed, running off to follow Niall.

"Calm down, bub." she soothed, rubbing small circles on Niall's cheek with her thumb.

"I'm getting you your cheese sticks."

"I know," Kim nodded, "but you don't have to scream at them, okay?"

"You would have."

"We all know I'm a bitch, alright?" she laughed.

"Yes, you are. That's why I love you." Niall whispered, kissing Kim's lips softly.

"Boo!" the boys screamed, throwing grapes at the both of them.

"Fuck off." Niall screamed back, flipping them off.

Kim laughed, flipping the boys off as well.

"Fucking soulmates." Zayn grumbled, rolling his eyes at the couple in front of him.