My Fake Husband.

IV.

Liam's P.O.V.



Seeing Niall cry broke my heart, I didn't know what to do about it. He wouldn't let me into my own room, and I could hear him sobbing. I felt so bad when I saw his blue eyes start watering. It hurt even more knowing it was my entire fault, if I hadn't been so demanding maybe he wouldn't be crying right now. I headed into the bathroom and changed back into my dirty clothes, it was the only option I had because he was locked in my room. I headed into the kitchen and started to make dinner for him, I liked to cook it took my mind off everything, and I couldn't call Harry or Louis they're both working, I'm sure they'd know what to say. I set chicken into the oven, and sat on the couch twiddling with my fingers, I felt awful. I made him cry, and I haven't even known him for a day. I thought about him for awhile, I had to be the perfect husband, even if this was fake. I just snapped on him in front of my boss, and that's highly unprofessional, but I was angry, and it was a perfect thing to yell at him for. I heard them talking about cheating, and that got me mad. I didn't want anyone I dated to ever cheat on me. It was fake though, get that through your head Liam, this is all fake, and you're never really going to marry him. You don't even like guys. Do you? Shit, I think I might be falling for him, I knew this was a bad idea. Louis told me several times not to do it, but Harry said it'd work. It's exactly what Louis said his voice played through my mind.

"Mate, it's not the best idea. I mean you know what happens to actors and actresses all the time, they end up falling for each other. Just don't do it, plus what happens if this guy ends up really liking you? You're not gay, you'll be leading him on. It's not right, think about it. I know you, you even don't think it's right."

I heard the oven go off, and I headed into the kitchen taking the chicken out. Perfect, it was done, I started to make rice, and I heard a door close. I turned around to see Niall standing by the table. "Hey, are you hungry?" I spoke softly because he looked scared, and his eyes were super red. I didn't want him upset, I wanted to see his smile that was there earlier. "I'm making chicken and rice, it's almost done just sit down, please." I stirred the rice until it looked done and placed it on two plates. I headed towards the table and set a plate down in front of him, and sat down across from him. Before I'd even sat though Niall had started to eat. I laughed quietly, before beginning to eat my food. I was half way done when I felt like someone was staring at me, I looked up at Niall. "Do you want more?" He nodded. I stood up before taking his plate. I walked back and set the plate in front of him.

"Thank you." He quietly said, I still felt bad he was afraid of me.

"You're welcome." I paused thinking about this. I was going to tell him I lied, I am in fact gay, I just didn't think right now was the moment so I shook my head. "Never mind." I can't let anything happen between us, once my stupid boss stops being nosy, I'll be able to send Niall off on his own. I didn't want him to think I'm holding him against living a life because of my job. I didn't understand why they had that stupid rule. Sure, I'm 20 and there close to my age, but I am gay I wouldn't date the girls. Even if I was straight, that's wrong. I saw Niall walking past me and I stopped him before standing up and taking his plate. "I've got this. You can go to bed, or take a shower." I stared at him as he walked away but turned around back at me blushing slightly, it was cute.

"Liam?" He sounded reluctant.

"Yeah?"

"Where am I sleeping?" He asked looking at the couch, I can't make him sleep there. I forced him into my house basically. His uncle told him he'd be staying there, and he instead found out he had to live with me.

"Oh..I only have one other room and my best mate Louis is staying here, he's a drama teacher, he usually stays later, because he directs plays and all that at the school we work with." I seriously didn't want to give up my bed, but I simply felt bad if I made him sleep on the couch."You can stay in my bed."

"Liam, really you don't have to. I'm fine with the couch."



"No, I insist, go ahead." I laughed as he walked away. I felt like I picked the perfect fake husband, he didn't seem to have any imperfections. I normally would have gotten annoyed by now, I mean he did cry already, and couldn't handle it. He also had quite an attitude, and people didn't usually snap back at me. I let him though, normally I'll tell people to just leave. I'd tried convincing myself that I was straight and dated a girl named Danielle, she would just do what I said, and she got clingy. She began to annoy me so much I broke up with her, that's how I really figured out I wasn't interested in girls, she wasn't the first, she was just the last. After finishing with the dishes I walked into my bedroom to grab pajamas since I was sleeping on the couch. I didn't want Louis doing some kinky type of things to me while I was on the couch, he thinks there funny, but they're really not that funny, he always did something to Harry, and Harry would wake up mad. I slowly opened my door to see the blond sleeping peacefully. He was cuddling with the blanket, and I smiled. I grabbed myself a pair of pajama pants and a batman shirt. I ruffled my hands through his hair, and he let out a small noise, as I walked out. "Liam?" He questioned. I turned around but he was only cuddling closer to the blanket. I sighed before heading to the couch, and laying down. I hope this works out well. I really did feel something holding his hand. We'd thought about this for awhile, we'd thought of using Zayn as my fake husband, but we really weren't comfortable with holding hands, or having to hug each other or do couple things. Louis wasn't either, nor was Harry. I was simply too close to everyone, they also didn't like that I was a bit demanding. But once Tom told me about his nephew coming, he told me his nephew was gay, but wouldn't show me a picture or anything he wanted it to be a surprise. When I'd bumped into him at the store I only was rude to him, because I thought he was stunning, and I already had this plan with Tom's nephew so I was rude to him, I didn't want to see him anymore, especially if something happened between me and Tom's nephew. I was shocked finding out it was Niall, but also glad. My only hope was in the end of it, I would not fall in love with him. He deserves someone better than me. I sighed grabbing a blanket and falling asleep.

Authors note:

Happy thanksgiving :) I'm really thankful for a lot. I hope you guys are too.