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  Fandom:
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  Relationship:
      Niall_Horan/Liam_Payne, Josh_Devine/Niall_Horan, Zayn_Malik/Harry_Styles,
      Eleanor_Calder/Louis_Tomlinson, Niall_Breslin/Niall_Horan
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      Malik, Niall_Breslin, Ashton_Irwin, Michael_Clifford, Luke_Hemmings,
      Calum_Hood, Sophia_Smith
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      Underage_Rape/Non-con, liam_is_louis_and_eleanor's_son, niall_is_zayn_and
      harry's_son, so_niall_and_liam_are_cousins, Cross-Posted_on_Wattpad,
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      Published: 2017-04-10 Updated: 2017-11-08 Chapters: 2/? Words: 2165
****** Uneasy Hearts Weigh the Most ******
by taylorhorliikkk_(oneswhonever)
Summary
     Niall Malik has never had luck with relationships. Dealing with his
     first year of public school, new friends and new romantic
     relationships leave him reeling and wishing things could just be
     different. His definition of different, however, does not necessarily
     include a less-than-platonic relationship with his elder cousin.
Notes
     Hey ya'll!
     Not that any of you lot reading this will recognize this, but this
     fic (similar in concept and execution) was posted under the same name
     by TaylorMaeHoran on Wattpad a few years ago. That's me! I've decided
     to revive this fic, because I really like the concept, but hopefully
     this time around my writing skills will do it justice, as I like to
     think I've improved quite a bit. There will definitely be some tweaks
     as well to the plot, but it's generally the same.
     As suggested in the tags this story will contain cousin incest
     between Niall (Zarry's son) and Liam (Elounor's son). Also as the
     tags have said, Harry and Louis are actually brothers in this. There
     will be some hinting at, and probably some flashbacks, of a past
     incestuous relationship between the two. If any of this bothers you,
     this fic will not be your cup of tea!
     In this story, at least at the beginning, Niall is fifteen and Liam
     is seventeen. Assume that this is the same unless stated in a
     flashback or a birthday or something of that affect. That being said,
     relations between Niall and his boyfriend, and Niam when the time
     comes, will contain underage sex. Again, if that bothers you, you've
     been warned!
     And finally, this first part is super short because it's serving more
     as a prelude than anything else. Real chapters will be longer!
     I hope you lot enjoy this story for whatever purpose it serves :)
***** Chapter 1 *****
                             Niall Malik: 1 Month
                                        
"Easy now, Lou," said Harry gingerly, passing off his son into his elder
brother's awaiting arms. 
Louis snickered, his hand moving behind Niall's head to support it. "Settle
down, Haz. I've yet to break Liam."
He looked at his nephew's scrunched up, red face. He had a few wisps of light
brown hair, that Liam hadn't had at that age. In his opinion, all babies looked
pretty much the same. For his brother's sake, he kept this opinion to himself. 
"He's beautiful, Haz."
Harry beamed like he had birthed Niall himself, leaning over Louis's shoulder
to look at his son. He was so small that it made Harry die a little inside
every time he played with his little toes or Niall wrapped a small hand around
his fingers. Until holding him for the first time, he hadn't understood how a
life could be so precious. He hadn't understood what it was like to truly feel
love for another human being - to want to die over and over rather than ever
see them get hurt. Sure, he loved his brother and he loved his husband, but
this was a whole new level of affection.
It was glorious and he wouldn't trade that feeling for anything in the world. 
"Isn't he?" said Zayn, speaking up for the first time since their arrival at
the brash Tomlinson residence - Louis had an appreciation for the finer things
in life and his modern mini-mansion said it all. Zayn and Louis had never
gotten along, for a variety of reasons. "He's been great, too. Sleeps and eats
perfectly so far."
"Don't expect that to last," chimed Louis's wife, Eleanor, from her spot on the
couch - where she bounced a sleeping two year old. "Liam was like that for the
first couple months, too. Then he became restless."
Harry tutted, looking nervous. "Li's an angel."
"Ah, don't be fooled," said Louis, gently handing Niall back over to Harry, who
seemed relieved to have his child back in his arms. Louis knew that he was
struggling, adapting into the world of parenthood. He was a great father, but
even an off-sounding breath from the baby was enough to send him into a panic
attack. "No child is an angel."
"And you'd know, right?" teased Harry, adjusting the soft blue blanket encasing
his fair child. "No such thing as a bad kid, Lou. Only bad parents."
"Bite me, Haz."
                                        
***** Chapter 2 *****
                              Niall Malik: Age 14
                                        
                                        
"I don't know anyone, Liam. This is just embarrassing."
"Kiddo," Liam sighed, removing one hand from the steering wheel, placing it on
his cousin's shoulder. Niall cringed. He had no problem with physical contact,
but Liam was overbearing, to say the least. "Don't even sweat. I'm gonna be
with you all the time. We've toured the school, you know where your classes and
locker are...you'll be fine, innit?"
Niall sighed, sinking down farther into his seat. "Just don't treat me like a
baby, Liam. I want to at least try and make some friends. You beat up the last
guy I liked."
"That's because he was bad news, Niall. You're better than that," Liam gently
reminded. He could remember his first day of high school, and understood why
Niall was nervous about beginning his. Besides that, his cousin had a point -
Liam was very selective over the people that he actually allowed to speak to
Niall. He didn't want him mixed up in a bad crowd. "Besides, you heard what my
dad told me at the house. He said, specifically, to look after you. I'll be
murdered if I don't."
"You're so melodramatic. Clearly you get it from Lou."
As Liam pulled into his parking spot, permit displayed in the window, Niall
swallowed thickly at the sight of the school in front of him. Since he was
young, the size of the school had been intimidating. He suffered from
debilitating mononucleosis for the better part of middle school, during which
he was home schooled by his papa, Zayn. His illness caused him to be pulled
from school - he would have missed too much of it either way. If Niall had it
his way, he would just be home schooled for the rest of his life. 
But Zayn worked. As did Niall's dad, Harry. They both had good, stable jobs -
and Niall wasn't going to be selfish and get in the way. School couldn't be too
bad, and even if it was, he had faith that things would work out. He had the
drive to make it work.
Niall sighed once again, and slipped out of the car, quietly retrieving his
backpack from the backseat, slinging it carefully over his shoulder. Harry
warned him, time and time again, that he would regret carrying his stuff around
on one shoulder, and to break the habit now. Already feeling his bag being
weighed down with supplies, Niall knew his dad was going to be right. He
slipped it over both shoulders, and waited for Liam to grab his own stuff and
lock up the car.
He jogged over to Niall, ushering his little cousin to follow him towards the
main building. "Stay close, kiddo. You wouldn't believe how easy it is to get
lost in this crowd."
Niall could believe it. He felt so small, surrounded by all these people - some
cowering freshmen who were even smaller than him, and some large seniors who
appeared naturally domineering, and everyone in between. To say that Niall felt
intimidated would be an understatement. He was, however, able to find solace in
the fact that Liam was there with him. No matter how much Niall complained
about being treated like a kid, it truly did make him feel better knowing that
his older cousin was there for him.
He knew that the homeschooling took a big toll on his social skills - or lack
thereof. He couldn't help being sick all the time. Now that he was well,
however, he was ready and willing to meet some new people, so long as Liam
didn't scare them off. His cousin had Niall's best interest in mind, always
did, but it got a tad overbearing sometimes. 
"This place is a zoo," Liam muttered to himself as they entered the building.
Niall took in the sight before him, and swallowed thickly. The school was a lot
less intimidating during orientation, when the only people around were the new
students. Quick routes to his classes were escaping his mind, and he was
rapidly becoming overcome with anxiety. "Some of the guys that I hang around
with have some friends that are your age, and share some of your classes.
Ashton and Michael. They're supposed to be meeting us."
Niall groaned. "Thanks for the heads up. You know I suck at meeting new
people."
"Which is why I thought this would be a good place to start," Liam said,
craning his neck to look for the newcomers. "Ni, I don't know how to tell you
this, but you'll be meeting new people all day long. Get used to it."
Niall sighed, but remained silent otherwise. At least Liam was open to the idea
of Niall making new friends, after all - he supposed he had to grateful for at
least that much. 
Within the minute, they were approached by two boys who were
evidently...attached. Being that he had gay parents, Niall never had an issue
with that kind of lifestyle (he often faced a wicked sexuality crisis of his
own, after all). He was just surprised to see these two openly holding hands in
front of everybody (and getting a lot of attention for it). 
"Hey, Li," greeted the taller of the two, who looked to be the physical
embodiment of apathy. He had a very obvious resting bitch face, and looked as
though he had better places to be. He was lanky and a bit scruffy looking, with
a mix of blonde and brown hair, adorned in jeans that made Niall uncomfortable
to think about wearing - the thought of something so tight made him cringe.
"Sorry if we kept you waiting. Luke was about to beat a guy for taking his spot
in the lot."
"As always," Liam replied smoothly, a smile on his face. He gestured in Niall's
direction, and the blonde flushed. "This is my cousin Niall. Niall, this is
Michael, and Ashton."
The shorter of the two, Ashton, smiled broadly. "It's really great to meet you.
Liam talks you up and down, ya know. He's so happy you decided to come here."
Niall bit his lip, at a loss for words. He was awful at socializing, and
especially being that he had never heard Liam mention any of his friends
before. "It's, uh, nice to meet you, too."
Liam grinned, practically beaming with pride. "Well, you guys can head off to
orientation. It'll be starting soon. I'm gonna go try and catch up with Luke
and Calum." He paused, looking directly at Niall as he spoke. "If you need
anything, you can always text me, okay? Most people are actually really
friendly if you get lost or anything. I'll see you at lunch, kiddo."
He bumped Niall's arm playfully before heading down the hall, disappearing into
the crowd of people. Niall wasn't fond of the idea of being left on his own
with two people that he hardly knew, but he supposed it was better than being
totally alone. 
"Well, come on," said Ashton, gesturing for Niall to follow the two of them,
the smile never fading. Niall's legs were getting weak, but he trailed after.
"Orientation is in the gym. It's supposedly really boring, but they tell you
quite a lot of what you need to know." He paused, and detached himself from
Michael, slowing his pace so that he could walk at Niall's slow speed. "You and
Liam seem awfully close. I wish I was that close with my family. Half the time
I reckon they wouldn't care if I just, I dunno, dropped dead."
"That's ridiculous," Michael murmured, but Ashton ignored him.
"Uh, yeah," Niall said quietly. "He's great. I got sick a lot as a kid and Liam
was kind of my only friend for awhile there. I wasn't in public school."
"Oh yeah, Liam told us about that. He didn't go into detail, obviously, but he
mentioned that you were home schooled. Mono? That's a killer, man. I'm glad
you're better now." 
Within just a few minutes of knowing these guys, Niall could already tell that
they were polar opposites. Michael was rather reserved, sulky; whereas Ashton
was bubbly and could talk about a mile a minute. It was still a mystery to
Niall how some people could be so damn energetic, and especially at eight in
the morning. 
He was unsure whether or not he would find true friends in these two, but he
knew he had to at least try. Before he could respond to Ashton, however, he was
crashed into by someone much taller than him. Due to the illness, Niall was
rather weak, and had been for a good portion of his life. He weighed very
little, and was not very tall - so knocking him to the ground was definitely no
issue. He crashed to the floor, flat out on his butt, and his cheeks and eyes
were instantly burning. Leave it to Niall Malik to make a mess out of himself
in not even an hour of being in a new place. 
"Shit, mate," came an deep, unfamiliar voice from above. Niall looked up, and
through heavy lashes, met the eyes of a tall boy with dark hair and soft hazel
eyes. He extended a hand out to Niall. "I'm really sorry. Didn't even see ya
there. I wasn't paying any attention."
Reluctantly, Niall took the stranger's hand - and within the second he was
pulled to his feet by the warm, strong grip. The touch was like a shock to the
system, and the more Niall looked at the handsome stranger, the more he didn't
want to look away. The fear of being called out for staring was quite to
overtake, however, and he adverted his eyes quickly - suddenly very aware of
Ashton and Michael watching this exchange. 
"Uh, not a problem," Niall said quietly, his cheeks flushing with heat. "I
guess I wasn't really watching either."
After a prolonged moment of silence, Niall looked up - to see the handsome
stranger smiling at him. "No worries. Bumping into you was a true honor, if I
do say so." 
With that, he passed Niall by, heading in the opposite direction. Stunned,
Niall had nothing to say - but Ashton talked enough for the three of them.
"Jeez, if I didn't know any better, I'd say he bumped into you on purpose, Ni.
That was some flirting if I've ever seen it - and don't act like you're not
interested. I saw you staring, loverboy. I'd go for it. He seemed interested."
Interested? In Niall? No way. 
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