Noisy Niall (A Ziall Fanfic/One Shot/BoyxBoy)

 Noisy Niall:

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You don’t have to be rich

To be my girl

You don’t have to be cool

To rule my world

Ain’t no particular sign I’m more compatible with

I just want your extra time and your

Kiss!!!

He sang loudly from the bathroom making his companion, who is someone who wishes some silence and tranquility after the massive tour, be fuming over his loudness at his seat in the living room…and unfortunately, that was me, Zayn Jawaad Malik, his companion for the night. How very unfortunate.

It’s 6 in the evening and we were tired.  I was tired. And Niall just don’t know how or when or where to shut it!  I mean, we just had a big tour, probably one of the biggest yet, and this boy is just so…ugggh! He’s driving me to the edge! I’m very much exhausted and he, on the other hand, is still full of goddamn energy. It seems like he’s not running out of it! In fact, the more it gets tiring, the more he gets pumped up. Like, who does that?! What planet did he come from? Pluto? If it’s still considered a planet, that is. Probably it had something to do with him being Irish or something else, but still! He’s so unstoppable and loud like tomorrow will never exist! If I were to describe this Irish to a thing, he would be this big voice-activated rubber ball which moves constantly and jumps 24/7 non-stop and just talks and talks and talks for eternity! He’s all over the place! Ugggh! He’s just noisy, period! “Noisy Niall” that would be the best label for him. Such a boisterous alien! Pfft!

Wait, wait a second. Tell me I’m deaf or did he just stopped his Initiate-annoying-noises-and-make-Zayn’s-night-miserable Project? Hmmm… that’s odd. There’s no noise! Maybe he did stop his stupid “project”! YES! Finally. Some peace, baby! *deep long sigh of relief*

Can we fall, one more time?

Stop the tape and rewind

Oh and if you walk away I know I’ll fade

‘Cause there is nobody else…

 “Ugggh! For the love of God, not again.” I uttered through gritted teeth.

“Niaaaaaaaaaaaaall!” I shouted despite of myself. I got up from the sofa and stomped my way to the bathroom hearing enough of his shit! This is too much! I can’t take it any longer! If it weren’t because of that game, I wouldn’t be even here sharing a room with Noisy Niall. Stupid Harry! How dumb of me to even fall for his tricks. This is one of the reasons why I hate him sometimes!  He always pushes me to be with him…to be with Noisy Niall.

You see, he found this stupid note I wrote when I was dead drunk one night in September. This was when I’m very, very jealous over Liam being so damn close to Niall. I vaguely even remember what happened back then but as far as my memory can go, something snapped inside of me when I saw them snuggling like couples. For the past 3 years I had been with the boys, I developed a “thing” towards Niall. I’ve always been attracted to him in a way that a “normal straight guy” shouldn’t have towards another dude. I liked him more than a friend or a band mate. I just never really showed it because I’m not really that kind of guy who you may call “expressive”. So, I drowned myself that night with liquor feeling absolutely defeated and rejected. Then, as my emotions kept on flowing over the “Liam gets Niall after all” thing, I wrote that note saying how I hate seeing that boy touch my Niall like that and how I badly wished I was the one he shared that moment with. Since then, Harry was all “what if you got it all wrong” or “maybe it’s not what it looks like” or “you’ll never know if you never try” and worse “you gotta tell him or I will”. In short, he blackmailed me when he found out.