Make Me Break (n.h. + h.s.)(Punk!Niall)

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

For the first time ever, the next morning I woke up before Liam. It surprised me as much as it surprise him later, but at the moment it was time for some investigation. I needed to find out what that damn photo was. I quietly climbed out of my bed, making my way into my best friends room. He was sound asleep, and I almost cooed at how adorable Liam looked.

Almost.

No time for admiring Liam while he sleeps, need to find the photograph.

That sounded really creepy....

Liam moved slightly in his sleep, making me jump.

I needed to get this shit done, and get it done quickly. 

Now... Where would Liam put his pants from yesterday?

The laundry, after all Liam is a clean freak... Myself on the other hand could use some work. I think the shirt I'm wearing is clean... 

My eyes finally found what I was searching for, and with the luck of the Irish I saw the small photograph sticking out of the back pocket.

Victory is mine!

Quietly, I grabbed the pants and pulled out the photograph. I held it with two fingers, and instantly confusion covered my face.

Why the fuck would Liam have a sonogram in his pants?

I felt a small sticky note attached to the back, and me being the curious bastard I am turned the sonogram over.

Call me when you can

(673)238-0984

-H xx 

Who the fuck is H?

Heather?

I don't really remember Liam mentioning any Heathers... Or anyone whose name starts with an H...

"Niall? What the fuck?" My heart stopped, and I threw the photo on the ground. I turned slowly, making eye contact with a very tired Liam... Maybe I can get out of this one...

"Morning Li... I was uh doing laundry." 

"You never do laundry.."

"Well... I wanted to today. I thought it would be nice of me to actually do something around here..."

"Whatever you say Niall, just don't mix the whites with the darks." Liam mumbled, falling back down onto his bed. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding, my eyes once again looking down at the small sonogram...

Why?

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I ended up doing the damn laundry, took me a while to do it, but I did. I couldn't exactly not do it cause then my cover would've been blown.

Who knew laundry was so damn easy... I also washed the shirt I was wearing earlier. It smells like spring meadows just thought you should know. 

I couldn't figure out who the hell H was for the life of me. 

And that bothered me.

"Morning Niall, see you're doing the laundry." Liam said, as he walked through the laundry room.

"I told you I was."

"Can you blame me for not believing you? Usually you only say that cause you were snooping."

"Me? Snoop? Yeah right..." I chuckled nervously, throwing a few more socks into the washer. 

"Niall, that's all you ever do in my room. Now wanna tell me what it was you were looking for?"