More Than Forever

Not Awkward.

       Zayn sat and watched Niall get dressed. "Stop watching me!" Niall shouted. 

"Jeez, what's wrong with you?"

"I told you last night." Niall grumbled.

"And I laughed, which means I think it's cute that Harry has a crush on you."

"Bite me."

"Gladly, baby."

"Zayn, I cannot find my supras!" Niall screeched, flopped down onto his stomach, and crawled underneath the bed to look for them, "Seriously, I need them."

"Just wear a pair of my boots until you find them. We're going to be late." Zayn suggested.

"ZAYN! I AM WEARING TAN CHINOS! I CANNOT WEAR BOOTS!"

"You are such a priss." Zayn grumbled then tweeted: Niall is having fashion issues! xx 

                    Finally, Niall finished getting dressed--in Zayn's black skinny jeans, black boots, and tight black top. "You look badass." Zayn giggled as he walked Niall out. Niall glared at him then jogged down the stairs and outside where fans greeted him, "Hello, loves!" he exclaimed and signed as many autographs as he could in the little time he had before he had to be at the studio. 

                Once they were at the studio, they rehearsed, and acted silly together. "What're you wearing?" Harry giggled at Niall's butt. Niall blushed, "I couldn't find my supras. My outfit would have been thrown off."

"Oh wow. You are spending too much time with Zayn."

"You don't seem awkward."

"Well, we're in a band together. We can't be awkward." Harry shrugged then took a sip of his Red Bull, "So nice ass by the way."

"Thanks." Niall laughed while stuffing his face with snacks. 

"Babe, you will throw up during chorography if you eat any more." Zayn kissed the top of Niall's head and took his food away. Pouting, Niall fiddling with his tight tee shirt. Harry gazed at him a moment then looked over at Liam who was already on the stage again, "Come on, lads. Let's goooo!"

              "The way that we touch bay-bay the way that you kiss meeeee."

"Wait. You got those lyrics wrong."

"No, I didn't."

"Yeah huh."

"Nu uh."

"Boys!" Paul exclaimed, "Stop bickering! There are about a thousand fans outside screaming for you. Go greet them and be back in here in ten."

"Yes, Daddy!" they all giggled as they strolled outside. 

                "OMG YES!" Niall said in a girly voice as he reached for a girl's teddy bear to sign. "I LOVE YOU!" she screamed. 

"OH MY GOSH I LOVE YOU TOOOOOO!" he shrieked then grinned, "Here, baby. Thank you!"

"OMG HE CALLED ME BABY! NIALL HORAN CALLED ME BABY!"

"Wow." Zayn mouthed while scribbling his name onto a girl's scrapbook. Niall smiled then reached for another fan. She grabbed his arms, "I love you! You know that right?!"

"Of course I do!" he chuckled then kissed her forehead. Her jaw dropped, "You didn't!" she shrieked.

"I DID!" he gave her a hug and rocked her a little. He loved hugging his fans and holding them. He felt like he was saying thank you in a more personal way. 

            After greeting fans, the boys came back inside, drank some water, wiped off the sweat, and got back to rehearsing. "You don't know you're beautiful! The way you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed and when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell you don't know oh-oh you don't know you're beautiful oh-oh-oh BUT THAT'S WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL!" Harry finished then took in a deep breath, "I NEED WATER!" he strut off the stage and went to the consession table. Niall followed him, wanting food.

              "Hey, so....I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable earlier." he whispered.

Harry glanced up at him, "You're fine." he answered.

"I don't feel like I am. I feel like I embarrassed you."

"No one knows but us so I'm not embarrassed." 

"Are you sure you aren't?"

"No." Harry chuckled then shrugged it off, "Don't worry, Nialler. Okay?"

"Okay." Niall whispered then watched Harry leave. 

               Zayn came over to Niall, studying his face expression....like he was missing something or that he was lost? Something of the sort. Zayn put his hand on his fiance's shoulder, "You good?"

"I'm good." Niall murmured then stuffed some food into his mouth, "Just starving!"

Chuckling weakly, Zayn kissed Niall's temple, "You wanna leave? We're done for the day."

"Yeah. I'm ready. I heard Liam say they were all going out though so I guess we are too."

"No. We're not."

"What? Why?" Niall frowned. 

Zayn glanced over his shoulder at Harry, "I just don't feel like it tonight. Okay?" he smiled.

"Okay....you feeling sick, babe?"

"No....just....tired and I want to spend some alone time with you to talk about the wedding."

"Right! I have a few ideas me self now." Niall winked then strut off. Zayn immediately followed. 

             At the flat, Niall was watching tv and Zayn was watching him watch tv. Zayn then sat down, "Let's talk."

"Okay." Niall paused the movie, "Talk?"

"Look, the Harry liking you thing is bothering me. It's why I didn't want to go out with them tonight."

"We can't avoid them, Zayn."

"I know we can't."

"So....you're going to have to get over the fact that Harry likes me. I slightly have. He told me it was nothing to worry about today. I'm just worried I hurt his feelings."

"Why though? You're with me."

"I know....and I'm happy."

"Really?! I don't think you are!" Zayn shouted.

Frowning, Niall snorted, "What in the hell, Zayn?"

"I saw the way you looked at him like you wished he was yours!" 

"I never did no such thing, cunt!" Niall yelled.

               Huffing, Zayn crossed his arms, and shook his head, "You know what you did. You're not even excited about this wedding. You could care less."

"That isn't true!" Niall screamed, "I'm excited and I love you! Why are you being stupid?!"

"I'm not being stupid! I'm being truthful! SAY IT! SAY YOU DON'T WANT TO GET MARRIED!"

"I'M NOT FREAKING SAYING THAT!" Niall sobbed loudly and punched the wall, "You're acting as if I'm a monster!"

Frowning, Zayn quickly took Niall into his arms, "I'm sorry, baby. Shhh! I'm sorry!" he whimpered. He vigorously rubbed Niall's back and hummed to him, "I'm sorry. Forgive me." he pulled away and cupped Niall's damp-with-tears face, "I'm sorry, baby. I'm just stressed." he sighed. Sniffling, Niall shrugged, "It's fine."

"Are you sure?" he whispered. He wiped some tears away and kissed Niall's mouth. Nodding, Niall pulled away before Zayn was finished kissing, "I'm going to go shower." Niall muttered as he shoved past his boyfriend--fiance--friend? 

               Turning around, Zayn frowned, "Niall, don't be angry with me. I hate that."

Saying nothing, Niall walked on to the bathroom, and closed the door.