☯Stockholm Syndrome☯ ➳ Ziall✅

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[Why I always felt like a stranger in a crowd, Ooh that was then, like an alien]

Zayn had been so overjoyed these past few days. He's gotten a taste of the famous life and he can't help, but smile when he goes outside and their fans screaming at his name to sign something or take a picture with him

Zayn gets to take a small break from heading back and fourth to Payno's discovery HQ to discuss what's his next graffiti sketch is going to be, but Zayn needs time to think about what he wants to draw, he doesn't want to rush the process and make something crappy to get a paycheck.

Zayn is relaxing on his hotel bed while is father is sleeping on the other one. He goes on his brand new Apple laptop and goes to Twitter to sign in and actually explores it for the first time. He checks the trending list and couldn't believe his eyes.

#WelcomeToTwitter!Zayn was trending number one and Zayn couldn't hold back the happy tears that people cared about him. His fans are the one that giving him so much positive support that he can't wait to talk to with him.

'Omg! Thank you guys for welcoming me to Twitter! I love every single one of you guys :) Zayn smiles, typing up his first tweet and sending it.

He already got four hundred retweets and two hundred favorites in a matter of seconds. He was in awe of what was happening and started to read the comments.

@ZaynIsGod!: I love you! Zayn, you are so adorable and beautiful

@SexGodGrafftiZayn: I'm so happy you made your first tweet! I hope you won't be disappearing on us! I will trend #WhereIsZayn? If I have to.

@ZaynIsAGiftFromGOD: Can you pretty please do a tweet & follow spree!?

Zayn replied to ZaynIsAGiftFromGOD: What's a tweet & follow spree? I'm new to all this.

@ZaynIsAGiftFromGOD: omffkdoslskejdj OMFG! Thank you for tweeting me! It's where you tweet and follow fans!

Zayn replied: your welcome :) and okay I will follow you and tweet as many of you as possible!

For about twenty minutes Zayn been looking threw the trending tag #FollowingMeZayn! To follow as many people as he can and replied to some of his fans, he's getting a few negative tweets about how he looks and he shouldn't be popular. It hurts Zayn to see bad tweets about him.

@BaddestThot: Why is Zayn popular? He's has no talent lmfaoo.

Zayn replies: I do have talent. It's called graffiti art and why are you a bad thot? Why can't you be a good one? What is a thot?

Zayn began reading this comments on his recent tweet saying he killed the hater with kindness and that made Zayn giggled in victory that he had so many people on his side. He logs out of Twitter and leans back on the pillow drifting to sleep with a smile on his face.

Meanwhile Niall was reading Zayn's tweets and couldn't help, but smile and laugh at his adorableness. Niall tried to spam Zayn with a follow, but he will try again and will DM him, so he can know more about this mysterious Zayn guy.

Niall doesn't admit shame that he wanked off to Zayn's Twitter icon a few times. Niall couldn't resist Zayn in a tank top and tongue poking out drove Niall nuts. Niall was even thinking stalking him to the point of going to Bradford and seeing Zayn up close and personal, but he needed more information about him first.

"Are you done drooling over Zayn's Twitter pic?" Marcel asked entering the room and flopping on Niall's water bed.

"I was not." Niall grumbled, wiping the little bit of drool on his lip with his hand and turns his head towards Marcel, "Why are you in my room?"

"Because I have nothing else to do. I've done all my homework and I don't have any friends."

Niall lifted up his eyes, "What makes you think we're friends?"

Marcel is a sensitively guy and that really hurt his feelings. He isn't popular like Niall in high school, but Marcel always liked Niall before the tattoos and piercings.

"We were cool before you got yourself inked up, now your to 'badass' for me? That's why your mean to me?" Marcel cockily replied.

Niall stood up from his rolly chair and tower over Marcel making him frighten.

"All talk Marcel, but no bite. You don't get to judge what I do with my body or how I act. The old Niall you knew is long gone. I'm not some goody two shoes boy who listen to everything mom and dad said, it was all an act. If you don't like this new me than you can kindly fuck off and get out of my house."

Marcel stood quiet for a moment thinking what to say.

"Keep taking Marcel, I'm waiting for you to run your mouth like you always do." Niall taunted.

"Look, I'm sorry for judging you. I was just hurt that you didn't consider me as a friend. Your my only friend and I don't want to ruin that. I will do anything to make you happy."

"Anything?" Niall says with a hidden smirk.

"Yup."

"Suck me off."

"Anything, but that you hormonal creature."

"Alright, who about you get Zayn to follow you on one his social media accounts, Didn't you say you were old friends?"

Marcel nodded, "Yeah, but he probably doesn't remember me, that was back in middle school and he left me without saying goodbye."

"Maybe Zayn had a reason that he couldn't say goodbye, don't be angry at him for something you don't know the whole truth to." Niall reasoned sitting back down on his rolly chair.

"Wise choice of words."

"I only learn from the best." Niall smirks licking lips, as he puts Zayn's Twitter pic as his screensaver.

"You have it pretty bad for Zayn huh."

"I Don't, it's just a horny feeling I have for him. Things I wanna do to him."

"I don't wanna hear them! Keep your disturbing naughty thoughts to yourself." Marcel warned and Niall just laughed.

"I won't, I will save them for my wet dreams with Zayn later on tonight."

"I'm going to puke, you know how easily I get queazy when you talk about 'sex situation' Marcel air quotes at the end.

"Like pounding into Zayn senseless?"

That made Marcel run of Niall's room holding his mouth so he won't barf all over the floor and Niall just laughed until his he couldn't laugh anymore.

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