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Niam - Forget About it Daddy

Zayn and Niall arrived home first and Niall went straight upstairs to pick a film out while Zayn ‘got some snacks’.

Less than a minute later, the other three arrived home and upon walking through the door, Liam headed straight for the stairs. Zayn couldn’t help grinning excitedly as the plan went into action.

When Liam got to the top, the others followed him up as silently as they could, just so that they could lock the door behind Liam…

"Zayn, I picked- Liam?" Niall rose to his feet, looking agitated as Liam walked into the room, accidentally slamming the door behind him. "Get out, I don’t want to see you." Niall huffed, crossing his arms. 

“Don’t flatter yourself, I was getting something.” Liam growled, going over to the drawers and retrieving what Harry asked for.

“W-what do you need that for?” Niall asked suddenly, his demeanour changing instantly.

“What’s it to you?” Liam snapped, storming towards the door but when he pulled it, it didn’t open. He tried again, jiggling the handle. “Fuck.” He cursed before full on yanking at it. 

“Oi, you’ll break it!” Louis said through the door.

“Oh, thank God, Louis! The doors stuck!”

“No, it’s locked.” Zayn answered and Niall approached the door.

“Zayn? I thought we were watching a movie!”

“Nope, you two are going two are going to work things out.” Harry told them firmly and Liam almost lost it. Why are they getting involved when it was none of their damn business.

“I have nothing it say to you.” Niall muttered calmly and that did it.

“Nothing to say?! How about sorry for accusing me of sleeping with Zayn!” 

“You what?!” Zayn cried through the door and Niall fumed.

“Piss off Malik!” He screamed, booting the door hard. “Jesus, fuck.” Niall fell to the floor and clutched his foot and Liam almost felt sorry for him and forgot about his anger. Almost.

“Oh and how about apologising for practically dry humping another man in front of me!” Liam’s possessiveness was overpowering his anger and Niall could see it. “I tell you everyday, I always remind you, you should always know,”. Liam rambled angrily. “You. Are. Mine.”

“You don’t own me, Liam.” Niall shot back, attempting to stand up, eventually being face to face with Liam.

“Really?! Because that’s not what you said last night, or the night before or all the other times I’ve fucked you senseless!”
Even arguing, Liam’s words were able to stir something in Niall, creating pressure in his lower abdomen. 

“I…” Niall wasn’t quite sure what to reply. Suddenly, he was slammed against the wall and it shook under the force. 

“So you aren’t mine then?” Liam asked, his voice calmer than before as his hips rolled against Niall’s. Niall didn’t reply as Liam pinned his wrists to the wall, squeezing them painfully tight.

“Answer me, you bitch!” The curse word almost made Niall moan.

“N-no…” Niall stuttered out as Liam applied more pressure to his growing erection.
Liam let go of Niall’s wrists and instead, grabbed his waist, pulling him forward and slamming him back against the wall again forcefully. Niall whimpered in pain and Liam felt slightly guilty. But Niall HAD to be taught a lesson.