Behind The Lens

3. Lights

Niall, Louis and Harry were piled in the front seat of an old red Ford F-150 on their way to the Finger Lakes in upstate New York and really the moment you get out of New York City, you notice just how diverse and beautiful New York State is; it's a whole different place. The Finger Lakes are filled with bright green leaves and blue, blue lakes at this time of year. And in the winter, the snow creates a purple-blue landscape.

They pulled up along a dirt road, parked the truck and started to unload gear from the truck bed. Niall had already been working up a sweat in the hot summer sun and could feel beads of sweat dripping down his back in the mid-day sun. He lifted his shirt slightly and wiped his brow at the same time as Liam happened to walk past him. "Well, that's more like it!" He said circling the blond "If it makes you feel more comfortable, I could always take off my top as well." Liam said with a huge grin on his face. "I...I..." Niall scrambled to string a sentence together, but his words failed him. Liam laughed. "I'm just here to help you boys move the gear." as he walked over to the truck and lifted the lighting equipment out of the truck. A soft "Thanks" was all Niall could say. Despite working with Liam for a number of weeks now, Niall still found himself stuttering whenever Liam spoke to him.

Louis looked over at Niall who was attempting to keep his composure. "Hey mate, you okay? You look a bit flustered." Louis put a hand on Niall's shoulder. "I've never seen anyone have this much of an affect over you." Niall shook his head. "I don't know what it is about him. I can't quite put my finger on it." Niall looked back over at the truck, absentmindedly watching the way Liam's large muscles flexed and contracted as he lifted the heavy equipment. Liam wiped his brow and pushed his hair back. Liam looked up and noticed Niall starring and the brunette winked at him, causing the blond to blush profusely and walk away only to run smack into the truck. Liam laughed until he realized that Niall wasn't getting up. Liam ran over to the blond and lifted his head up. "Niall? Are you okay. Shit. Niall??" The last thing Niall remembered was Liam's big, golden brown eyes shining into his own before he passed out cold.

Liam quickly opened the truck door and lifted Niall into the truck. Liam placed Niall's head in his lap and very gently stroked his brow, hoping that would wake him up. "C'mon Niall." Niall slowly started to open his eyes only to be met with Liam's golden eyes. "Li..Liam whaa happened?" Niall said, still groggy from the fall. "You fell and hit your head, you might have a concussion. I'm taking you to the infirmary." "Thanks Liam." Niall said in a sleepy voice. Niall cuddled up against Liam without realizing what he was doing and smiled a sleepy smile.  "Oh no, no! You're not falling asleep! You could be concussed" Liam lifted Niall up, buckled his seatbelt, wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him in tight. "No sleeping!" Liam started the truck and headed towards the infirmary, miles away, in the middle of nowhere, (the price you pay for filming in the wilderness).

"Talk to me Niall. Tell me something about you I don't know." Niall nuzzled up closer, making Liam smile softly. "Well I'm..uhhh Irish!" Niall laughs and Liam can't help, but love his ridiculous and musical laugh. "Go on, tell me more." Liam said as he mindlessly ran his fingers through Niall's hair. "Tell me something more than your favorite color or favorite drink."

Niall felt dizzy and woozy, but so safe and warm against Liam's chest. He inhaled his scent and Liam smelled clean, like linen or cotton and he smelled like what Niall assumed was what Liam always smells like. Niall wanted Liam's scent all over his body. He wanted to know that Liam had touched his skin, long after they've made love; he wanted to belong to Liam, be the man who drives him wild with desire.

"Well I'm soooooo super gay, but I'm soooo sick of the ass holes I keep meeting thaaa only wann me cuz of my job." Liam laughed to himself. "But you. Mmmmm Liam." "I what Niall?" Liam made sure Niall was still awake, admiring the blond's lovely long lashes. Niall barely whispered, "you, you're d-dangerous. Look at you; you're gorgeous." Liam was about to respond when out of nowhere a deer ran right in front of the truck. Liam tried to swerve out of the way, but the animal hit them straight on.