~One Direction Oneshots & Short Stories~BoyxBoys~

Love Me~ Ziam

Liam Payne is an average 17 year old kid. He likes math, reading books, going out, just to live life. He also was a smart and charming guy, most would say. And gay. Not to open about it but some people knew, like his dad and other close family memebers. Liam highly respected his dad since he was a police officer and he didn't like people who didn't appreciate what they did. He didn't really consider becoming a police officer but always wanted to know what it was like to be one. That's why he was very excited when his dad gave him the opportunity to ride with him to calls after school. He finally gets to see what it was his dad does on the job first hand.

After school, Liam walks home extra fast so he can get ready to go with his dad. He runs up the porch to is front door and walks in. His dad had his uniform on and gear and was ready from top to bottom.

"Looks like someone's been waiting for a while." Liam says noticing how ready to go his dad was.

"Yup. Like always Liam. Gotta be ready for a call when it comes up." His dad explained. Just then, his dad got radioed in to respond to a call. Some accident on the local street. "You ready Liam?"

"Yeah, lets go."

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After a whole evening of responding to crashes, trespassing, shoplifting and more, they had one last call to go to. This one was a domestic violence. Dispatcher said a teenager called them so it might be a child abuse case too.

When they dove up to the house, they were the first ones on scene. Liam's dad hopped out the car and speed walked up to the house, talking to his radio. Liam stayed in the police car, the police lights still flashing. His dad knocked on the door. A boy opened the door, and fairly quickly too. To Liam's surprise, the boy ran out the house behind his dad. Then an older man came to the front door. He looked mad, angry even. He looked like he was yelling. Liam rolled down the window to better hear.

"You called the fucking police on me?!" The man yelled.

"Look sir, calm down or I'll have to restrain you." His dad said, raising his tone a bit.

"I'm not fucking calming down. Boy I'll kill you! You understand?!." The man barged out the house to pass Liam's dad and tried to spit at the boy. "You ain't nothin'! You hear me? Don't come back to this house or I'll-" he was cut of by Liam's dad tackling the older guy to the ground and putting handcuffs on him. By this time, another patrol car drove to the house and two police officers jumped out the car. They went over to the boy and gestured for him to come with them.

The older man was still screaming threats and curses. The two police officers sat the boy on the curve. It was near Liam's car. One of the police officers jogged back to Liam's dad to help restrain that man. The other one stayed with that boy. Liam got to get a better look at the boy. He had a busted lip and a black eye. Bruises on his face and who knows where else. He looked like he was a very handsome boy without the injuries on his face.

He had a nice head of black hair, tan skin, a nice well developed jaw bone and nice big brown eyes. Liam just wanted to hold that boy in his arms at that moment. He looked so hurt, emotionally and physically. He had tears rolling down his cheek as he told the officer what happened. An ambulance rolled up to the scene and the police officer took the boy to the ambulance. The back doors opened and they sat him on the back of the ambulance. He was being treated for his injuries when the older man was being escorted to the other police car. The paramedics treated him fully and left him sitting there to hold ice to his cheek. Liam ached to go over there and comfort him.

Liam got out the car, noticing he probably startling the boy since he hadn't noticed Liam before, and because his eyes grew a bit bigger. Liam hoped that has a good thing. Liam put on a smile, to make him feel more comfortable. The boy just stared at Liam as he walked closer. Then he looked away once Liam was right next to him.