Hi! I'm Niall Malik (Niam/Larry)

Chapter 11- Now Kiss, Punch And Don't Tell

Chapter 11- Now Kiss, Punch And Don't Tell

“Yeah,” Joel cheered, he giggled and said “Now,....Kiss!”

Ice-cream cream spluttered out of Liam's mouth at the word 'kiss'. He knew that Joel was not referring to the mouth-to-mouth kiss, but the thought of making any kind of skin contact with a Malik makes him cringe. He looked over to Niall and saw that he was too, blushing at Joel's outrageous idea. When Liam didn't comply to his wishes, Joel spoke again;

“Kiss him! Kiss Neil!” Joel giggled. “Li-li always kiss me when he did something wrong like when he colour out the lines and when he eats my candies and when Mumma-”

“Yes Joel, I know what I did,” Liam snapped, which makes Joel immediately shut up. He hates it when Liam is mad at him. When Liam saw that Joel's eyes was beginning to glitter with tears and his bottom lips quivering; he knew that water works are coming soon and he had to stop it. Mustering up all his his strength, physically and emotionally, he prepared himself for what he's about to do.

He lean in closer and closer towards the pale oblivious boy, whom is trying to hide the prominent bush on his cheeks, and pout his lips slightly. When he is s few centimeters away from the soft pale surface, he immediately closed the gap. When the red lips made contact with the pale surface, it felt like the time has stop for both boys. Liam didn't expect for Niall's cheeks to be as soft as it looks. It's like kissing the surface of a marshmallow and it even taste sweet. Niall on the other hand, froze when the soft lips landed on his cheeks; the place where the lips lingered burned in a good way and it makes his whole body tingles.

Liam tried to deny it, but he likes the kiss more than he should.

When Joel shriek and giggled, Liam immediately pulled back, his face was red as a beetroot. Niall's face was even redder since he has a paler complexion compared to Liam. Both boys were silence and the only that could be heard is the sound of Joel giggling and laughing. Liam could not believe what he just did and he could not bear to look Niall in the eye. And the worst part of it, was that he likes it more that he should; Niall's cheeks was soft, sweet and he could even smell the green apple fragrance of Niall's hair.

It was creepy. He knows.

It's suppose to be disgusting. He knows that too.

It's a smell and feeling he could never forget. He definitely knows that.

Niall is on could nine made of his Tattooed Angel's skin and lips. The place where Liam's lips was on his cheeks burned, tingled, vibrate, warmed, glowed and any exaggeration you could think of. And he wanted more. It felt different from all the kisses he received on the cheeks from Zayn, Harry or even his Mom and Dad; it didn't give him that special feeling he couldn't grasp. His Tattooed Angel had just kissed him on the cheek.

“Have you finished your ice-cream Joel?” Liam asked his brother who had moved on from giggling at his brother to playing with the spoons. He looked up tho his still blushing brother and nodded, with a huge smile on his face. “Good, cause we need to find your Uncle Lou. You want to play with him right?”