Take Me || Niam

Chapter Seventeen

Liam's P.O.V

Looking around the dark room I sigh, I haven't been sleeping much lately but I'm also not tired. Also how and the hell am I supposed to sleep now, Niall's just had a fucking panic attack. He looked so vulnerable, it hurt seeing him like that, laying on the floor crying. It hurt even more knowing that I was the reason he was crying. Last night was just a big mess, no denying that. Even in the dark I can see Niall's puffy eyes, and tear stained cheeks. It makes me let a tear slip down my face.

"I'm so sorry Niall." I whisper to his sleeping figure. I can see his eyes moving back and forth rapidly beneath his eyelids. Even though he's asleep I can tell he's distraught. After Niall fell asleep I cried so hard, my shoulders racked with sobs. Niall's never seen my cry before tonight, I was just so stunned by the agony in his voice, afraid if I had left him he would have don't something stupid, I didn't know what to do until he started hyperventilating. Niall's had such a big impact on me, I really do love him, I'd do anything for him. And if I lost him, for whatever reason.. I don't even want to think about that. I don't know what happened, all I said was that Zayn was Niall's ex and I guess he got upset with that, it didn't help that I was annoyed that he was referring to Zayn as a current boyfriend. Last night just proved how fragile Niall still is, and that neither one of us wants to lose the other. I didn't mean what I said, especially about Niall leaving if he wasn't happy. I'd do anything to make him stay with me, for as long as possible.

Niall shifted turning away from me, I pulled him in close so his back was tightly pressed against my chest. A few minutes passed before Niall was bringing his hand to mine slowly unwrapping them from around his waist, maybe he thought I was asleep. He sat up shoulders hunched, taking a deep breath he walked over the to bathroom, turning on the light but leaving the door open. I watched his every move carefully, he was examining himself in the mirror. He ran a hand over his face, shaking his head. He quickly brought a hand up whipping under his eye. I slowly got out of bed, walking towards him. He didn't notice I was standing in the doorway watching him.

"What are you doing, Ni?" I asked making him jump.

"Liam, you scared me." He looked my way giving me a broken smile, it hurts seeing him like this.

"What are you doing?" I ask again, ignoring his first comment.

"I woke up and I was warm, so I got up." He smiled again, it was a fake smile.

"Ni, you don't have to pretend around me. Don't smile a fake smile at me and think I'm going to except that." I sighed grabbing his upper arms gently. He looked down, blinking. "Looks at me, please." My voice cracks, he looks up instantly.

"Liam.." He trails off looking me in the eyes, bringing his hand to my neck rubbing along my jaw line with him thumb. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"I hate seeing you so... Broken. And I feel so horrible knowing that I was the one that caused it. God, Niall, I felt like I was falling apart last night. I didn't know what was happening. I'm sorry." I let a tear slip, quickly whipping it away before he could.

"Hey.. Hey, Liam. Stop." He said trying to get my attention, "I was the one who blew everything out of proportion, I'm so sorry. I love you so much." He continued, giving me a short kiss on the lips, and then bringing me in for a hug. We stood there in each others arms rocking back and fourth.

He pulled us apart and smiled a genuine smile, I gave him a small one back. "That's what I like to see." I tapped his nose with my finger, kissing his forehead, he let out a small giggle making my heart ache, in a good way.