Niall was pacing the room, biting his lip and shaking his head. Liam had insisted they wait until morning to confront Zayn about what they had heard. Which left Niall to pace the room and comptemplated what he had heard. Liam sat in the bed watching him, and the scene closely mirrored the many times Harry and Louis had sat in a simular situation, Harry pacing the room as Louis looked on in amusement.
"He had to have been kidding." Niall put his hands in his head, not wanting to believe what he had so blatantly heard.
Liam shook his head. "I really don't think so. He was crying Niall. I thunk he was being genuine."
Niall turned to Liam, and the older boy could see tears in his eyes. "**** It Liam, that's not what I needed to hear."
Liam stood and grabbed Niall, pulling the blonde boy into his arms. Niall was crying softly, and Liam was pretty sure he knew why. Niall was so empathetic, he hated being around people who were hurting. The fact that he had been the one to hurt Zayn, that he had been the one to cause so much pain was a huge burden to Niall.
"It's okay Niall. You had no way of knowing." Liam tryed to reassure the blonde boy, But Niall pulled away.
"It isn't okay! He's in there crying, and its MY FAULT!" Niall backed away from Liam. "MY FAULT, Liam!"
Liam stood and reached for Nialls arm, but the blonde boy batted hum away. "I thought he was only gonna fake date me cause he didn't want Louis to spill to his crush," Nialls eyes widened art he realization tha he had Bern the crush Louis would have been spilling Zayn s feelings to. "Liam, how am I supposed to react to this?"
Liam shook his head. He had no advice to give in this situation. He wondered what he would have doen if He hadn't decided he liked Niall back. He doubted it would have turned out well, likely leaving Liam and Niall less than friends rather than more. And Liam knew that Niall would hate being one poor terms with anyone, especially if it was one of the other boys in the band. This situation was basically torture for Niall, and Liam knew that full well.
"Big help you are," Niall muttered. He kicked the wall, but not hard enough to cause any real damage. He wasn't mad. He was just upset with hinself.
"Please calm down Niall. I'm sure he'll be okay." Liam insisted.
Niall turned to Liam, a rare fire in his eyes. He never got this mad. "You don't ******* understand Liam! You haven't lived this nightmare! You can't even imagine how much it hurts to see the persin you love with somebody else! It's ******* torture!"
Liam put his hands in the air. "Look, Niall, I'm sorry, I was only trying to help."
"No, Liam. You don't understand how it feels. When you love somebody, seeing them with some one else hurts so badly you wish you didn't love them. But you can't change a ******* thing, so you just keep letting them throw your feelings to the wind. It hurts Liam. You put me thought that for years. Larry was that way for a long time too. But you Liam, You never felt that blade stabbing into your heart. So stop pretending you know what you're talking abiut, because you have no ******* idea how bad it is!" Niall exploded.
"Niall-" Liam started to speak again, but Niall cut him off.
"I broke his heart Liam." Nialls voice was hardly louder than a whisper, "It isn't just something you can say will get better and guve it time. A broken heart is probably the hardest thing to put back together."
"But there's nothng you can do to help him." Liam reminded Niall who turned a harsh glare on his sort of more than friends now best friend.
"That's easy for you to say Liam. You didn't have to live his nightmare for two years." Niall reminded him.
