In The Nick Of Time

CHAPTER 13

CHAPTER 13

Summary:

"I don't want to know you."

The next morning - is the day Liam could feel his heart gapping.

It stopped raining.

He was standing by the window, staring out to the wet land of the woods and the rain had stopped dripping down the windows. The wind still rattled the windows a bit, but there was no rain falling anymore. He was running out of time. He ran out of time a long time ago, when he couldn't confess to his sins. Someone's blood practically on his hands in a fit of rage to protect his friends, he was a murderer who was chased down in the rain and never found. A criminal on the loose, it chilled his bones and made his flesh shake. His hand tremor here and there again just thinking of it, dazed into looking out of the kitchen window as the two Irish folks walked around behind him.

"Liam." Niall called him through his thoughts.

He looked over his shoulder, "Yeah?"

"You lost over there?" Niall smiled, "You've been running the water." He pointed and Liam turned off the faucet with the now cleaned dishes aside. "What's going through your head?"

Liam furrowed his eyebrows, trying to seem confused but he really wasn't. "Meaning?"

"Oh, come on." Lin rolled her eyes, "You've been out of it since you woke up. Some thing's bothering ya'."

Liam shrugged his shoulders, "Just thinking about things."

Niall cleaned off the counter, putting his plate back down on it after. "Care to share?"

Liam looked up between the two, then back down. "It's nothing to worry about. I've got it all figured out."

The two nodded and went back to shuffling around, Lin finishing off grabbing her own plate and a box of cereal.

"We're out of milk." Niall stated before she poured the cereal in. "There's no point for that."

Lin turned rolling her eyes, "It's a good thing that storm stopped, this place wouldn't have any food if we stood another day."

Niall nodded. "You've got that right."

Liam kept his head down. "Where's Zayn?" He asked suddenly.

"Probably upstairs." Niall waved his hand towards the door, "Sleeping maybe?"

Lin shrugged, "His food's on the stove, like always."

Liam glanced to the frying pan on the stove, while him being distracted the two looked to Liam's worried gaze then to each other. Silently smiling at each other they looked back down when Liam turned forward. "Shouldn't we wake him?"

"Nah." Niall waved it off, "He'll wake when he will." Lin nodded, "He always finds a way to drag himself up in the morning."

Liam shrugged, "What about the car?" He said, trying to get the subject on getting Zayn up. "You said he normally waits a day-."

"After the rain stops." Niall restated.

Liam nodded, there was no way around secretly trying to not be persistent but he couldn't help but show it.

The two stood quiet, Liam turning to the stove.

"You'll bring it up to him?" Lin asked, some thing hidden in her voice.

"I'll wrap it up. So it wont get cold." Liam said, the two looking to each other smirking.

They'd known some thing was up some how, there was always a sudden shift in the air ever since Liam and Zayn had their first argument. Every since then, it's been secret paddle ball between the two. Always throwing things into each other yards to see who'd react and throw it back, just to keep the little connection going. Niall cleared his throat after Liam shuffled the food on to a plate. Babby followed into the room, and not long after a lingering shadow entered