Broken Love (Niam)

Chapter 7

Ok I think I'll try to update every couple days but I'm still not sure cause I might forget but like I'll leave a little reminder to myself to update every few days so yeah

I'm finally introducing Zayn and Perrie to the story, butttt I'm gonna let you find out their roles in the story

Enjoyyyyyyyy!!!!!

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Liam's P.O.V

I made my way down the street to my house. It was rather small, but it's perfect for an only child such as myself. I turned 18 only a few days ago, so I'm not exactly ready to live on my own just yet.

I walked up to the front door and turned the knob. 'Great,' I thought to myself. 'It's locked.'

I fished around in my backpack for the spare key I had to unlock the front door. I put the key in and turned. It unlocked.

I pushed open the door to find my adoptive dad, Zayn, and my stepmom, Perrie, watching a movie on the couch.

My dad did adopt me, but with his ex-wife, Cindy. They adopted me at age 5. Shortly after, they got into a nasty argument and she filed for divorce and Zayn got full custody of me. I'm glad they got divorced, though. Cindy was rude and hateful to me. She slapped me across the face more than once, and hit me on my head repeatedly with a shoe if I did something bad. Perrie is a better mother to me than Cindy ever was. She's sweet. She has light blonde hair, and light blue eyes, while Zayn has pitch black hair and dark brown eyes. They're so different but they love each other to death and they rarely argue unlike Zayn and Cindy, who argued every other day. But their last argument was the worst one they ever had. (Flashback) I was still 5. Cindy had just gotten home from work and Zayn was on his laptop, looking at some e-mails. I don't remember much, but I remember that Cindy had checked the mail and received some papers. She took a look at one of them and was shocked. She started screaming at Zayn, something about a "no good worthless piece of shit living in our home" and how "she can't pay for shit with Liam living in our house". Zayn started screaming back at her, "I love that kid like he's my own son. I won't let you put him back in that God forsaken adoption center." And some objects were being thrown around, our furniture was damaged, my clothes went from on coat hangers to scattered out on the floor. It was mostly done by Cindy, though. (Flashback over) Those words still haunt me, even if back then I didn't understand what they were talking about.

My dad snapped me out of my thoughts when he spoke. "Hey Liam, how did your day go? Make any new friends? Do you have a new girlfriend now?"

That last question made me wince. No one except for Harry knew I was gay. I know my dad loves me, and so does Perrie, but I don't know what would happen if I told them.

"My day went good. I made a new friend. His name's Niall."

"Oh. I think I know a Niall. I think when I went to a parent conference one night, one of the dads there told me he had a son named Niall."

"Oh. Cool."

"So are you ever going to introduce me to this Niall?"

"Maybe if he decides to come over to my house one day."

"That's a good idea. He should come over one night. We should invite him and his parents over for dinner tomorrow! Wouldn't that be fun?"

"Yeah. Maybe." i exited the living room to my bedroom at this.

Once I layed down, I turned on my phone and put Niall's number in as a contact and immediately texted him.

"hey niall it's liam my dad said it'd be a good idea for you and your parents to come over tomorrow for dinner at my place does that sound good to you" I wrote out. I pressed send.

I felt my phone vibrate in response almost instantly.

"idk maybe lemme ask my mum" was Niall's response.

I waited for a couple minutes before he texted me again.

"she said yea, ill be over round 6. good?" his text read.

"yeah, we'll be waiting" I typed out and pressed send.

I looked at the clock on my phone. It read 5:04 pm.

I went back to the dining room and ate silently while my parents were talking. After dinner, I hopped in the shower and took a longer-than-usual shower. I don't know what it was that was making me do this, but I couldn't stop thinking about Niall. I remembered the way he was talking at Starbucks. His eyes flashed a bright blue as he was thinking, and his cute accent popping up every now and then as he was speaking various words. I didn't realize what I was doing till I heard a knock on the bathroom door.

"Liam? Buddy? You ok in there?" my dad called out.

"I'm fine, just thinking about some things." I responded.

I got out of the shower, slipped on a new pair of underwear, and jumped in bed. I don't remember what time it was when I got in bed, but I didn't fall asleep till around midnight. And when I did fall asleep, Niall's bright blue eyes were stuck in the back of my head.