Larry Stylinson One Shots

Make It All Better (Niam)

Make It All Better

Word count: 3,601

Description: Niall needs a shoulder to cry on and Liam just happens to be there. WARNING! Boyxboy smut(;

“L-liam?” I said quietly as I entered his room. He was lying on his bed, face down and when he looked up at me I could see his cheeks grow pink. I turned the light back off quickly and shut the door, then made my way to his bed and sat on the edge.

“Niall? Wh-what are you doing in he-re?” Liam asked softly. He doesn’t usually stutter, only when he’s scared or nervous, or in this case, tired? He sat up when I sniffled. I couldn’t see him that well through the darkness, but I felt his hand on my bare back. “Are you… crying?” He asked.

I shook my head, wiping the few tears that had fallen on my cheeks. I was crying. “Bull,” Liam said, putting both of his arms around me in an awkward side-hug-thing? “What’s wrong Nialler?”

Shaking my head, I sniffled again, then rested my head on his shoulder. “I-I don’t  want to talk about it. Just needed some comfort.” His grip around me tightened when I finished speaking, making me sigh. I really don’t want to talk about it. It’s such a stupid thing to cry about, something that could be easily fixed.

He pulled me under the covers when I shivered- it’s quite cold in the room- and let me snuggle into his side. “Niall,” he said, running his fingers through my hair. “You need to tell me. I want to help.”

“I don’t need help, Liam,” I said, sounding muffled by his shirt. Another tear slipped out but  I didn’t bother wiping it away.

“Did you have a night terror?” He asked, rubbing my back. This is why I love him. He’s my best friend and it’s not weird when he lets me cuddle up to him like this.

I realized he was not going to let this go until I told him and I sighed. “No. It wasn’t a night terror.”

“Then what, Ni? You need to tell me,” he said sternly, still managing to sound sweet, if that’s possible.

Hearing another sound come from the next room over, Harry and Louis’ room, I felt myself tear up again. “That,” I said, pointing in the direction of their room. “That’s what’s wrong, Liam. Zayn and Perrie to. Ever since management decided for us to have a break at this resort, I’ve just…” I couldn’t hold back the tears, though it was harder than I thought it would be trying to stay quiet.

“Shh…” Liam cooed quietly, holding me tighter, still rubbing my back and playing with my hair.

“Zayn has Perrie, Louis and Harry have each other, you have Sophia…” I sniffled a bit. “I-I… Just wish I had someone to.” More tears started to fall and I couldn’t help the small sob that escaped me.

“Sophia and I broke up Niall. A while ago…” I looked up at him and frowned. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell any of you guys. But hey, at least you’re not the only single one now.” He smiled.

He doesn’t get it. Ever since we got together as a band, even before that, I’ve been single. The last real relationship I was in was when I was 15. His name was Jeff and we were together for eight months. I really did like him… a lot. But then he moved and I found out later that he was with some girl named Sasha. I’ve had a hard time trusting people since then and It’s hard for me to find somebody that I actually like and can trust.

“You’ll find her, mate. I promise,” Liam said, resting his cheek on my forehead.

“That’s the problem, Liam. I’m gay.”