Take Me || Niam

Chapter Twenty Two

Niall's P.O.V

"Niall!" I heard Liam yell from upstairs as I laid on the couch watching some documentary on WWII, I'm very into documentaries at the moment.

"What?!" I yelled back, pulling the covers over my head closing my eyes.

"Where are my dress shoes?" What the hell? how am I supposed to know where his shoes are? I sighed pausing the movie, getting up.

"I don't know! They're your shoes!" I said walking up the stairs putting an emphasis on 'your'. Making my way to the bedroom I hear Liam groan in frustration, I bring my hand up to my mouth before I let a laugh slip out. Stepping in the doorway to see Liam laying on the floor looking for his shoes under the bed.

"I can't find them!" Liam yells making me frown.

"Well, have you looked..." I paused looking around the room. "in the closet?" I raised my eyebrows walking over to it.

"Obviously, Niall. Do you think I'm stupid or something?" He scowled at me.

"Did I say you were stupid? No. It's a big closet Liam, you could have over look it." I sighed, bending down to look through his shoes. "Liam! You've got like 10 pairs of dress shoes right here!" I yelled looking over to the door where Liam appeared, leaning against the frame.

"I know, but I need the ones I usually wear." Liam rolled his eyes crossing his arms over his chest. I narrowed my eyes at him. "They're more comfortable." He shrugged his shoulders making me shake my head at him beginning to look more deeply into the closet. Moving over to where my shoes are, just to make sure he didn't stick them with mine, I take a quick look. Letting out a laugh, after a few seconds, I look over at Liam.

"You sure you checked the closet?" I said from my place on the floor. Liam narrowed his eyes at me. I laughed, pulling out his black leather brogues.

"Shut up, I don't know why they're with your shoes." Liam defends himself.

"Neither do I." I looked at him as he quickly put them on.

"Do you have to go?" I whine looking up at him with big eyes. He makes his way over holding his hands out to me. I reach out and he helps me up, pulling our bodies together.

"Yes, it's just a quick dinner with an old friend." Liam smiles kissing my nose making me blush.

"Who's your friend?" I questioned, wrapping my arms around him. Liam swayed us back and forth, his hands making their way to my hips.

Liam just shook his head quickly saying, "nobody, just an old friend. Her name is Sam." I scrunched my nose up, frowning. "Niall, what's wrong?"

"Why are you having dinner with her?" I question further before Liam can say anything, "why are you dressed nice? Where are you two going?"

"Niall, do you not trust me?" He frowns at me.

"Of course I do. I just... I don't know." I sighed looking down. He grabs my face, warm palms resting against my cold cheeks. He leans in for a kiss making my eyes flutter closed as I lean into his touch.

"I love you, Niall. I love you." Liam says pulling away. "They're's nobody I'd rather spend my time with than you. Nobody I'd rather spend my money on, or wake up beside." My heart flutters and I blink up at him.

"I love you too." I sigh letting my head fall against his chest. "I'm sorry." I say disappointed in myself at the fact that I though Liam would be interested in anyone else, I trust him with everything I've got.