One Shots [Niam]

He needs me

A/N: I don't think any of this would happen actually. I just felt the need to write it.

SHIP: Niam/Ziall

WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Sexual Abuse, Alcohol, Boyxboy

Niall's Pov:

I awoke from a shattering sound coming from down stairs. I looked over in my bed, Zayn wasn't in it yet. I went to sleep without Zayn assuming he would come home soon but, he never does. My first thoughts were that someone was breaking into our house. But I put the pieces together and thought maybe Zayn was down stairs.

I pulled open the covers to the bed and rushed down stairs. I stumbled into the kitchen and found Zayn. He dropped a glass onto the ground creating the shattering sound I heard from upstairs.

"Zayn..." I trailed off sighing. My shoulders slumped.

He looked up at me. "Hey faggot!" He spoke. Im used to Zayn calling me names and being mean. He always is to me. "I knew you'd come down." He slurred.

"You're drunk." I say.

"Whats new?" He said. "Come upstairs once you're done cleaning this mess up. I want to have a little fun!" He winked at me and slapped my ass as he walked by, leaving the kitchen.

I couldn't do much other then look across the kitchen to where Zayn was standing. I let out a sigh. What has my life become? I worked my ass off my whole life only to love an asshole who wont love me back.

I cant leave Zayn. What would he do without me? Im afraid he would end up hurting me if I left anyway. I guess its just better if I stay with him. I should be glad he just acknowledges me and lets me be with him.

I reach under the sink and pull out a pan and a broom to clean the shards of glass on the ground.

"You don't have to deal with him." I jump at the sound of the voice. I turn around only to see Liam. At first I thought it was Zayn and I got scared he would hurt me or something.

"Its fine really." I said. I sweeped the glass off the ground and onto the pan.

"No its not!" I stand up and walk over to the trash. "He treats you like shit Niall!" He follows me to the trash. "We both know it!" He's right. "Why wont you leave him?"

"I cant." I say.

"Why?" He asks.

The trash bin is empty. I forgot, I took it out earlier and forgot to put a bag in. I pull out the bin and reach on top of the fridge for a trash bag. I ruffle it out and put it in the bin. I try to ignore Liam and focus on the trash.

"Why!" He yells.

"Because! He needs me! If he needs me I will never leave him!" I spit out at Liam.

He takes a moment to step back and look at me. "Niall..."

"Go away Liam!" I shout at him. I put the bag in the trash bin and empty the pan full of glass into the bag. I shove the bin back underneath the sink along with the broom and pan.

Liam's still standing with his arm resting on a counter watching me. I make eye contact and shrug him off. I walk through the kitchen to the door.

"The Niall I used to know wouldn't stay with him." He sighs.

I take a pause. I refuse to turn around and look at Liam. I continue walking to Zayn and I's room. When I reach the doorway, I hear Zayn speak up.

"You ready to please me?" His voice is rough and heavy with alcohol.

I don't say anything. I walk into the room and do whatever sexual act he wants me to regardless of wether I like it or not.