Everybody Knows [Niam]

"Terrible Strippers... End of The Start"

Everybody Knows

Chapter 8

“Terrible Strippers… End of The Start”

I know I should’ve looked away. I shouldn’t have been staring like a total creeper, but I couldn’t help it, I froze. That’s what happens when somebody is completely surprised, they stand still in shock. So, I just watched, unnoticed, as Liam carelessly danced around, his junk just swinging out in the open freely. It took every bit of restraint I had to not look down there, but curiosity got the best of me and I ended up giving into it.

Holy shit, that’s pretty-!

“Niall?!” Liam shouted when he finally noticed me. He quickly reached for a pillow from the bed to cover his privates. I was immediately snapped out of my thoughts.  “What the hell? I’m so sorry man! I didn’t see you there!” He scratched his head embarrassingly with the hand that wasn’t holding the pillow as he flashed a boyish smile. Why did I suddenly feel like I walked into one of those cliché pornos?

I just muttered some incoherent noises as my cheeks burned uncontrollably.

I shouldn’t be acting like this, should I? I mean, we’re both guys, right? Shouldn’t I be a little more relaxed about this situation? Or should I be disgusted? Only thing I was sure of was I shouldn’t be blushing like a girl.

“It’s okay.” I mumbled I tried to look him in the eyes, but it was way too uncomfortable to do so, so I lowered my gaze a little bit. Bad idea. Now I staring directly at his abs. God, if I only had half the definition he had. I continued to lower my sight, until I came across the pillow. Like hell, I decided to stare at my shoes for the time being.  “I should’ve knocked before I entered.”

“Yeah, that might’ve have helped.” Liam said thoughtfully. “Anyway, mind giving me a second to get dressed? You don’t need to step out or anything, I’ll be real quick.”

Crap, I really wanted to go out in the hallway. I needed the time and privacy to get myself together and actually start breathing again.

I just observed my worn-down sneakers as I heard Liam shuffle about the room- our room. After about a minute he said he was dressed and it was okay to look up. Lies. He wasn’t actually dressed. The only thing he was wearing was a black pair of boxer briefs that fit snuggly on him and over his package. I did notice though that the boxer briefs had the Batman logo on the left side of them.

“Big difference.” I mumbled sarcastically under my breath.

“Oh?” Liam said with amusement. “I can always take them back off then.”

“No!” I yelled almost immediately.

Liam then feigned offense. “Ouch, I’m hurt, Niall. Usually when girls see Little Liam they can’t get enough of him.” I cocky grin made its way across his face.