The Library Boy {Niam}

Chapter 1

Did you know that you learn everyday? Wether it's about rain or sunshine, you're learning? You learned how to walk and speak, how to love and hate even, you learned from your mistakes and now do it the right way, but did someone ever learn you how to live? Like show you how to look at certain things differently? Learn you how to love the rain instead of hating it for getting you soaked?

Niall, my husband, has learned me that there's positivity in every single thing on this earth. He learned me how to dance in the rain, instead of running and get under a roof as fast as possible. He learned me to let go of things that won't work out.

And most of all he learned me to Love.

I'm 80 years old, sitting here, in a chair behind the desk in the old library where we first met, writing about him because he'll always be my biggest inspiration.

I'm Liam Payne and I welcome you to my life story.

I woke up by his alarm making the awfull noise that annoyed literally every person walking around on this earth. According to me, that sound just ruins your whole day, specially when you had a morning temper, just like me. 

My hand connected to the snooze buttom harshly as I slowly sat up deciding that it was probably even a better idea to just stand up instead of hearing the horrible noise twice. I swung his legs over the edge of my bed and looked around the massive bedroom. It was modern, burgundy and white the basic colors.

I dragged myself into the bathroom and sighed softly, taking off my boxer as I stepped into the shower. I had been too lazy to shower last night. I normally shower in the evening, so I can sleep longer in the morning.

After a normal morning routine which included getting dressed, doing my hair, eating breakfast and brushing my teeth I walked over to my desk to get my bag and phone. I noticed Harry texted me. I laughed softly. This guy could be ridiculious sometimes.

I met Harry when I was 14 years old. Our dad's had some bussiness together as we eventually ended up going to Harry's dad's birthday and that's where I met him. We had fun straight away and eventually ended up on the same highschool and here we are now, still good friends.

I got out and locked my door, hopping down the stairs as I met Harry downstairs in the lobby of the apartment building. "Ready for another day of teachers talking bullshit?" Harry smirked. Really, this guy also had a sensitive side, but that didn't mean he couldn't pretend to be harsh. I am the only person who really got to see Harry's sensitive side really.

The boy with the curly brown hair, emerald green eyes and adorable dimples wore stylish clothes and drove around in an expensive car making him appear differently to the outside world then he really was. "Ready? No. Forced to go? Yes." I groaned, walking through the rain on a fast pace as I stepped into Harry's car settling int he passagers seat, locking my seatbelt eventhough it was only a ten minutes drive. My own car was broken and Harry would drive me to school this week untill it was all fixed again.

Harry laughed softly and turned the key as the car came to life. "Say, remember our deal at the party last week?" He asked as he started driving. "No?" I said, trying to remember, but not quite sure what to think. "You challenged me to go make out with the hottest guy in the club, so I did, but I never got to challenge you in return." Harry chuckled.

Harry challenging me. That was defenitly gonna be something lame. Harry smirked, something that somehow concerned me because it meant Harry wasn't thinking, which meant he had something in mind already. "I challenge you to stay with me in your old house in Wolverhampton for six months. We'll join the highschool there and you're only allowed to use $2500 a month." My mouth fell open. Was he joking?

Harry's grin only got bigger. "You knew what the deal was. You'd buy me a new car if you didn't accept the challenge." Damn, why did I ever agree to this? "Fine." "I didn't hear you." "Fine!" I groaned. Harry laughed softly, looking back at the road.

"Why Wolverhampton?" I asked, still not understanding why Harry would come up with such an idea including himself into it. "Well, I've always wanted to just snap out of it for a bit." "And with that you mean going to the middle of nowhere for six months?" I sighed, clearly annoyed by the whole idea. "Yeah, I'd like to stay in Wolverhampton for a while and this was the only way to not end up alone." He said.

I  looked out of the window, resting my chin on his hand. Before my dad's company got much bigger and made way more money me and my mom and dad used to live in Wolverhampton. The house was slightly bigger then a normal house, but not full of luxury as his apartment. My parents hadn't sold the house because my mom claimed it had important memories as now Harry decided to make use of that. 

"Admit it though Liam, you wouldn't mind going to another school." Harry said softly, still having that smile on his face that right now annoyed the hell out of me.

"That's probably the only thing positive about this whole challenge."

Oh if I only knew back then what was yet to come.

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