Diary Of A Fanboy

Chapter 2 - Messages and Eavesdroppers

I stormed out of the kitchen leaving behind a surprised mother. I ran up the stairs and into my bedroom, slamming the door shut. I regreted it as I remembered that my mom had told Liam to stay in my room. He ran over to me and grabbed a hold of my shoulders.

"Ni, have you been crying?"

I pushed him away, quickly wiping my cheeks. "N-no." Wow, very convincing. Please, someone give this man an Oscar.

He grabbed me roughly by the shoulder and turned me around, backing me into a corner. "Niall, your eyes are red and puffy and your face is flushed, What have you been crying about?"

I rolled my eyes and sighed heavily, sniffling a bit. "N-nothing just....p-please let me go." He did nothing but tightened his grip on my arms.

"Niall, tell me what's wrong."

"Liam nothing's wrong!" I shoved past him and walked across the room. Clenching and unclenching my fists. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. I opened my eyes and ran a hand through my hair. I sighed and sat on the edge of my bed. Liam sat down next to me. I didn't want Liam around now, I had too many mixed emotions, I loved him but I hated him and I just wanted him to leave me alone for a moment.

He placed his hand lightly on my thigh and looked at me pleadingly. "Just please tell me why you're upset. I don't like seeing you like this, Ni."

I licked my lips and lowered my head. All of a sudden I burst into tears. I have no fucking idea why. I guess this was all just too much to process and my body solved it by crying. Liam pulled me closer and I gladly took the invite. I wrapped my arms around his torso as he rubbed my back soothingly. I dug my face into his neck and bawled my eyes out, drenching his white shirt.

When I was finally done after a few minutes I released my grip and looked up at him. I wiped my eyes and a blush covered my cheeks. "I-I'm sorry, I-I got your shirt wet." He smiled and shrugged. "It's just water, it'll dry."

I smiled shyly and nodded, moving away from him. "Why are you moving?" He asked. I bit my lip and stopped. "Do  you not want me to?"

He shook his head. I crawled back next to him and he wrapped an arm around my waist which gave me so many messages. Does he like me? Is he just giving me a friendly cuddle?

I hesitantly rested my head on his chest and dug my face into the crook of his neck. He tightened his grip around my waist and I didn't dare look at him for fear he might release.

I moved my arms from his waist to his neck as I played with some of his hair at the nape of his neck. A loud bang made us jump away from eachother's grips.

I turned around to see what it was, my mom.

"Mom, what the hell? Were you eavesdropping?" I nearly screamed. I balled my hands up into fists again. I can never get any fucking privacy.

"Umm...uh..n-no, I was just...em...coming to ask if....anyone of you wanted a snack?" She laughed awkwardly. 

"No, we're good, thanks" I muttered annoyed. She had a sympathetic smile on her face before she left. I didn't want to, but I turned to Liam who was as red as a tomato leaning against the headboard. I turned back.

"I-I'm really sorry ab-about that..." I mumbled quietly as I fiddled with my fingers in my lap, suddenly thinking that they were the most interesting thing in the world. I didn't want to make any eye contact with him what so ever.

"Umm....It-It's okay" he said. There was silence.

"We....we should get to bed" Liam suggested as he climbed off my bed. I was about to argue that it was only 10:45 and it wasn't a school night but then I decided not to tell him, it would be quite awkward if we stayed up.