Niall Horan The Irish Stalker

Chapter 9

Niall's POV

"Niall!" A voice called me, my head shot up and everyone else's head followed.

I managed to say 'Liam' But no voice came out only my lips moved. He rushed over to me, moving through he crowd.

"Awww!" Jake laughed, as Liam kneeled down to me. "The other boyfriend is sticking up for this piece of shit"

Liam glared at Jake as he looked at me. "Are you okay?" He whispered as Jake and his 'crew' left because of the words they were shouting obviously weren't affecting Liam right now, he was just asking questions like this. 

I nodded and he sighed, "Niall, why don't you stick up for yourself?" Because I'm shit. Who cares if I actually did, it wouldn't work. Nobody cares about me, why should I. 

"Niall, that's not true. I care about you." My head shot up. Wait, I said that  out loud? Ugh, kill me now. I shrugged and stood up.

Liam grabbed my wrist and looked at me, like he was about to say something really serious "Niall promise me something?" He took a breath, "Promise me you won't hurt yourself again" I nodded and started to walk. Didn't know where I was going.  Just going somewhere.

Liam's POV

"Niall" I spoke, he didn't answer just kept drifting off into the distance. "Niall!" He still didn't reply where was that boy going. Where  ever he is, I hope he'll be safe. I just need time to think.

When Niall sang, I was there. I was going to speak to him. I wanted him to know that I was there for him. But when I heard that he liked me back. I was about to explode. I think I may fancy him. I think I might,

When I got to the flat, I shared with the boys I went to my bed, throwing my stuff and ditching the rest of class. I sat on my the bed and soon drifted to sleep while watching a Marathon of Friends. 

When I woke up, Niall sat  on my desk,  just staring at me. "Liam look, there's something I need to say."  I nod my head and waited for the blonde leprechaun to speak. "I like you-but not just like you I really like you"

"Niall, I like you too" I blurted out. He looked at me, his blue eyes got big as if I just told him that I was Hitler. "Really?" He asked as I quickly nodded. 

His head came really close. His lips opened as if he was going to say something, but stopped as he pressed his forehead to mine. 

I can take it, I moved it closer as he yelled "WAKE UP MOTHA FUCKA!" 

"What?" I can't believe he just said that, "I said WAKE UP MOTHAT FUCKA!"  

My head shot up to see bright blue eyes who belonged to Louis. "L-Louis?" He looked at me and glared "Get your lazy ass up! We've got an interview" and that's what I did for the rest of the day.  Get ready then get ready to go to the interview and during that interview was a question I did not except. 

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