Pairing: Niam (Niall/Liam)
Rating: Mature (first part starts off PG-13, but will include smut later)
Words: 800
Summary: Liam Payne is the newest object of teenage girl obsession. Pictures of him are prime money these days, and Niall Horan lands himself a job right out of college. Stalk Liam Payne and get the best photographs possible of him. Easy enough right?
“Happy birthday Liam! I love you so much.”
Hearing those words somehow woke Niall up out of his half slumber. Finally the person he has been waiting for all night. Now was time to make his move.
“Thank you, Dani. I still can’t believe you threw me such an exquisite surprise party without me knowing!”
There was his voice. Liam Payne. The most popular teenage-heartthrob singer at the moment, and Niall had one job. Stalk Liam Payne and get the best photographs without him knowing. Simple right? It turned out to be much more complicated than Niall ever thought possible.
Tonight he had to get the best picture of Liam and his girlfriend Danielle in some action, so he had been sitting in a tree outside of the club that hosted Liam’s surprise birthday party. Trying to walk across the ground inconspicuously turned out to be difficult, since Niall’s left foot decided to fall asleep while he himself was trying to take a quick nap until his person of interest left the party.
Camera hung around his neck; Niall slowly inched his way forward to get a closer view to the couple. There it was. Danielle reached up on her toes to reach Liam’s lips, her hand rested at his waist. The blonde slowly brought the camera up, ready for the right moment. He pressed the button, knowing this picture will gain him at least a couple thousand.
Then the unthinkable happened. A bright flash came out of the top of Niall’s camera, alerting Liam and Danielle to the disturbance.
“Shit.” Niall really screwed up now. He made his way around the building, quickly trying to get out of sight, but it wasn’t until he was panting in the security of darkness that he noticed his lens cover was sitting back at the scene of the crime.
Once Niall could think normally again, he remembered why he was so nervous to get caught especially by Liam damn Payne of all people. The first thing he would see of Niall wasn’t his camera, but his raging hard-on. Mr. Payne, or Li-Li like the hard core fans would call him, was just too damn sexy. But Niall couldn’t admit that to anyone, since Liam was clearly straight, and clearly in love with his perfect dancer girlfriend, Danielle.
With a moan, Niall unzipped his black jeans in the privacy of the alley, knowing his little ‘problem’ wasn’t going away soon unless he guiltily got off to thoughts of a straight man. Niall pulled down his jeans and his boxers in one quick motion, sighing when his dick sprung free of the restraints.
He wraps his left hand around his shaft, and quickly jerk one off, desperate to leave, but too embarrassed to arrive home with his current situation. While his hand thrusted up and down at incredible speed, he thought of the most recent picture he managed to get of the oh-so-popular Liam.
The singer had lazily walked out of his dressing room, clearly tired after the long show he just performed, because Niall managed to snap a picture of Liam shirtless, and simply in scantily-clad boxer briefs. That photo had earned him 10 grand, and left him considering what to do about his little crush on the biggest superstar of the era…
That little flashback was sufficient enough for Niall to finish, coming with a loud moan. He was glad no one was here to witness this. But just then, his thoughts were interrupted by his phone loudly blaring out the lyrics to Boyfriend by Justin Bieber. He couldn’t help it, he was gay and couldn’t stop from imagining that the song had another meaning.
With a groan, he slid his finger across the screen and brought the phone to his ear.
“Yes, mum?”
“Where are you honey?”
“I’m uh out, at a club. I’ll be home soon.” Niall pressed the end button before his mom had even the slightest chance to start yelling at him.
His parents didn’t exactly know that he had this job. In fact, no one knew he had this job, apart from his boss. According to company rules, Niall was allowed to tell anyone he wanted, but they had to fill out the same confidentiality forms that he did, and his boss warned him that his salary would be less. ‘You wouldn’t be as mysterious’ the older man had claimed.
Whatever, Niall thought easier just to keep this quiet, even if it did mean coming home to an angry mother every night. With the amount of money rolling in now, the 18 year old would be able to afford his own place in no time, anyway.
As slowly as possible, the blond made his way out of the alley, and started his long journey home on foot.
