Niam One Shots

The Man Who Can't Be Move

Based off of The Man Who Can't Be Moved by the Script. The song is on the side, I suggest listening to it.

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Going back to the corner
Where I first saw you

I messed up, I messed up big time. I made a mistake that cost me the love of my life.  He found me in the arms of another. It was a mistake, I tried t to pull the girl off of me, but it was too late, he saw it for what it looked like. He saw me in the arms of another. And since they were the arms of a girl, it added salt to his wound.

I made a mistake, but I plan of fixing it. Liam, I plan on winning you back, no matter what it takes.

Gonna camp in my sleeping bag
I'm not gonna move

 

 “So I am standing next to a guy who has been sleeping here for the past three days. I know this is not real news, but this guy is not homeless. He is out here for a different reason. Niall, I am sure our viewers out there would love to know what that reason is.”

I grabbed the microphone from the reporter, my grip on my guitar was going slick with sweat. This was my chance, Liam could be watching.

“C-can I give out a m-message out?” Oh, god I’m so nervous that I’m starting to stutter.

The reporter gave me a quizzical look before shrugging. “I don’t see the harm in that. Go on ahead son!”

I took a deep breath and stared right into the lens of the camera. “Liam, I know saying it wasn’t what it looked like will just sound like some lame ass excuse, but please believe, it wasn’t really what it looked like. I was trying to pull her off of me. I don’t love anyone, but you! I don’t know where you are, but I bet you can guess where I am. All I have is some food, water, a sleeping bag, my guitar, and a hope that you will come back to me. I will be here until you come, even if you say it’s over and we’re done with. It doesn’t matter; I just need to see, even if it would be my last!” I finished my message with a few tears streaming down my cheeks..

The reporter gave me a sympathetic smile and wrapped me in a one arm hug. “Liam, I know I could speak on the behalf of my viewers when I say, please come back to the sweet poor boy!”

Got some words on cardboard
Got your picture in my hand
Saying "If you see this boy can you tell him where I am?"

 

“Hey! Hey miss! Have you seen this boy?” I asked a women walking by, showing her a picture of Liam. Hey it was worth a shot.