Wicked Little Town.

Act 9

Liam pov

a couple of weeks have gone by and thankfully, no notes have came. Niall has been playing on his guitar and writing again, i'm glad. i feel bad that he stays in the house all day with nothing to do. he won't let me see what he is writing though, he says "its a surprise."

i was sitting on the couch, watching TV, with Niall in my lap and i had this feeling like something wrong. i gently nudged my nose behind his ear to get his attention, "what are you thinking about, baby?" he turns to me but looking down, playing with his nail. "do you want to have kids with me?" i was not expecting that question. "i mean not now but maybe soon?" he looks at me, i still haven't said anything. "n-never mind, it was a silly question." he sadly turns around, what is wrong with you Liam?! why haven't you said anything?! of course you want kids, for gods sake, you have been imagining Niall with a bump for a long time. "i need to use the bathroom." he gets up, great Liam, he is upset now. i guess why i didn't say anything was because my main focus is to get Niall out of this town, i just want him to be safe. i get up, going to the restroom door, knocking on it. "Ni, can you open up baby?" when he does my heart breaks at the site of Niall with red rimmed eyes and fresh tear tracks down his red cheeks, i grab him and pull him close to my chest. "Niall baby, please don't cry, i do want kids, i do! my mind was somewhere else when you asked. please don't cry princess, it breaks my heart to see you like that." i felt my shirt get a little wet. "i'm sorry, i just thought that when you didn't say anything, that you were gonna leave. it was a stupid thought, i know." he says looking up at me, whipping his cheeks. "no, never.. you are stuck with me babe." i say holding onto his waist. "can we sit down?" he ask and i nod, taking his hand and guiding him to the bed, when i sit, i pull him into my lap. i love to have him close and for me to hold. 

"so how many do you want?" i break the ice, he looks up with a blushing face.

"uh i don't know, like 3 or 4?" he says shyly, i kiss him from his neck to shoulder.

"Ni, just the thought of having kids with you, makes my heart soar." i grab his delicate hands and put them on my chest so he can feel my heartbeat. "that's just what the thought of you does." he blushes like mad.

"i love you so much Li." i kiss his cheek.

"i love you too, pumpkin."

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my phone ring when we are eating dinner, its harry.

"hey ha-"

"dude turn on the news quick!" he interrupts me.

"whats going on, is something wrong?" i say into the phone and Niall looks at me worriedly.

"just watch." harry says.

i switch to the local news channel and on the screen is the female reporter and behind her are people with torches and signs that read ."fags, got to hell."

"i am here in town square, with a riot going on behind me and one of the protesters here with me. so tell me what is this riot about." the female reporter asks, the hillbilly man.

"well." he says with a thick country accent. "we here want the fags out of our town, either the easy way or the hard way."

"what the hell." Niall says quietly. "why would they do this?"

"harry, where are you?" i ask.

"i'm with Louis at his apartment, is Niall with you?"

"yea he is but i think its time we leave." i say quietly. "Ni, go pack your stuff." he looks at me confused.