Smooth Criminal [Niam/Larry]

Chapter 11:Unexpected

~Niall~

My body stayed still as I looked up at bird boy who was rubbing his hand over his lips. "Why did you kiss me? Wait... what did you say?" He questioned as I managed to find the will to stand and shut off the freezing water.

I opened my mouth to speak, but I didn't want to explain myself to him. He didn't need to know what I was imagining. "That doesn't matter and I said Zayn," I answered while grabbing a nearby towel on the towel rack. "What are you doing here?" I started to dry off and walked out of the bathroom to head into my bedroom.

"I was following you and I was able to see your heart rate," Nightwing explained as he followed me out of the bathroom. "It seemed as if you were having a panic attack and I wanted to make sure you're alright. How did you know it was me?"

My head turned around to face him as I got in front of my dresser. "Why would you wanna make sure I'm ok? If I remember correctly you were the one who wanted to put me behind bars back at Payne Enterprise. Oh and I recognized your dark brown eyes because theg reminded me of.... never mind." I turned back around and wrapped the towel around my waist so I could pull down my boxers.

"I guess my covers blown. Anyways I need you alive for you to help me find Liam," Nightwing answered as I managed to pull up a fresh pair of boxers. My heart beat started to race again, but this time from the sound of his name being mentioned. "You really cared about him didn't you?"

"How would you know how I feel?"

"I can read your heart rate through the monitor in my mask," Bird boy stated as he placed his index finger on his small black mask. "But besides that I can't tell how you actually feel."

A sigh escaped my mouth as I walked over and sat at the edge of my bed. "I already tried to get help to search for him, but that didn't end so well. I nearly got punched into next week," I told him as he stood in the doorway, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

A slight chuckle came out of Nightwing's mouth as he heard my words. I sent him a confused stare as if me getting punched was funny. "I know how that turned out," He explained as his voice calmed down a bit. "Superman contacted me and told me everything. He says you wanted him to help you find Batman, but you pulled out kryptonite."

I rolled my eye's at the guy as he held a smirk. "He asked what was in the box so I showed him," I replied as I kept eye contact with bird boy. "How was I supposed to know Wonder Tights was going to lash out at me?"

"Well I guess it was your own fault," Nightwing assured as our eyes still hadn't left sight of one another. "Superman and I have acknowledged that we can't make a move on Bane just yet."

"Why not!"

"Cause he's got the bomb as his trump card," Nightwing explained in a serious tone. Bomb? When did he get a bomb? "Bane can use it at any time he wishes, but if he decides not to detonate it; than we have a total of six months before it goes off automatically."

I rolled up my lips at his information, while it all processed in my head. "So what's left for us to do?" I asked not knowing what to do at this point. If I made a move on Bane he could detonate the bomb and I would be the cause for a million more deaths.

"For now it seems like we have to wait," He instructed as he dropped his arms to his side while standing up straight again. "All the policemen of Gotham are trapped in the tunnels, the main road is sealed up, four of the five bridges are blown up, and the U.S army is standing guard at the final bridge. They don't want anyone leaving the city either."

"Of course the government isn't doing anything useful," I muttered as I recalled what Greg had said. "They never do." A small silence over took us as we stayed motionless in my small bedroom.