It was the truly the best day ever for Niall. He and the other boys had spent several minutes sobbing after they had lost. Simon Cowell had believed in them so much that he decided to put him and four other boys into a group. This only made him cry harder, but with joy. Niall pulled himself together and met with his new group. The first member he noticed was Liam Payne. Those chocolaty-brown eyes with that swooped over hair-do. Though he was dreamy, Liam had caught him staring, and he had to quickly avert his eyes away from the brunette. This had made Liam very suspicious.
It had been a year, their record label everywhere. ‘What Makes You Beautiful’ now a national hit and ‘Up All Night’ was one of the top albums of the year. It was their first tour; Niall had hidden his feelings for the British fellow, Liam, for this long. Not even making a move while he slept in the same bed as him. Niall stretched, looking over at the cutely sleeping Liam. Realizing what day it was, he jumped out of bed. “Liam! Harry! Zayn! Louis!” he shouted with that strong Irish accent, running through the hotel room.
“Gee, Niall… Calm yourself,” groaned the sleepy Zayn. The others groans in agreement. Until Liam shot up out of bed, “Our first concert…”
Niall nodded excitedly, running to the fridge and pulling out left over pizza from last night. “Does anyone else want some?” He asked out loud. All but Liam had answered no, “Sure. I’ll take some. Bring over it here, we’ll eat it cold.” Niall’s pale face flustered easily as he grabbed the box and walked over to Liam’s—their bed. The blonde stuffed his face as usual and Liam ate with grace.
*~*Seven O’ Clock – One hour before show time.*~*
The wardrobe ladies had been picking out their outfits, Niall standing practically naked with the other four. That’s when he had noticed how notably fit Liam was. That six pack… Niall’s mind trailed off, thinking of what lied beneath those blue, boxer briefs. The blue matched his eyes, a bright blue, elegant. Niall wore his Irish flag boxers, which looked a bit silly, but he was more proud of his country than any other man was.
After they had gotten dressed in their snazzy outfits, they headed out to stage. They were silent at first. But they soon became loud and as cheerful as any other normal day.
Liam was the first to sing, his brown eyes staring right at Niall as he sang his solo, “You’re insecure, don’t know what for. You’re turning heads when you walk through the door. Don’t need makeup, to cover up. Being the way you are is enough.” Niall’s face turned redder than a ruby. Had Liam figured out his crush on him? Was he doing this to make fun of him? Whatever he was doing, it wasn’t helping his crush.
*~*After the concert*~*
The perky blonde had a bright red blush on his face after singing, his heart pounding up a storm. They all went in for a group hug when he got stuck next to Liam, the blonde clinging to Liam a little extra long. Which made brunette a bit curious, but he shrugged it off, taking the blonde by the hand and pulling him into a huge hug. Niall sighed against the large chest, for being so young, Liam was so fit, and he loved it.
*~*Next concert destination*~*
“Boys, we’ve decided to split you up,” the manager had called out. The boys faces looked horrified. “Oh! No, no, no, no! I meant your rooms. There’s only one bed in each hotel room here.” Zayn had brought Perrie along on this concert tour, so he decided he sleep with her in a room.
Liam looked at Niall, “Hey, Ni. Want to bunk with me?” He smirked a bit, grabbing the Irish man’s sweater sleeve and tugging at him. Niall nodded, trying to act as if everything was normal.
Louis shrugged, “Let’s go, Harry!” He shouted cheerfully, grabbing the curly haired one and pulling him to the room next door.
Niall licked his lips out of nervousness. “Alright, since that’s sorted out, rest well.” Their manager said, walking out of the room. Zayn had left with Perrie, Louis and Harry left with each other… That left him and Liam as planned. The brunette walked over and shut the hotel door, “Niall, you know I know.” Liam blurted out bluntly. Niall’s bright blue eyes widened, “Excuse me?” That’s when Liam pushed the blonde one back onto the bed, “You heard me,” he huffed, straddling the small one. Niall blinked up at him, “Yes, Liam, I did. But—“ Liam started to laugh, interrupting Niall. “You’re cute, Niall. The look of confusion on your face was priceless.” Liam fell beside Niall, looking up at the ceiling.
This man was kind-hearted and gentle, but he was a bit of a prankster sometimes. This just made Niall love him even more. Love?! No… Like. He just liked him… for now. The blonde chuckled, sitting up, “You had me there for a moment, Liam,” he sighed. A sudden growl emerged from his stomach, a light blush covering his cheeks. “Ni, are you hungry?” That was stupid question, of course he was hungry! Niall nodded, “Yeah… Really hungry.” Niall usually ate everything, but the plane they were on didn’t have good looking food.
Liam got up from the bed and grabbed the phone on the night stand, calling room service, “Uh, what do you want?” Niall shrugged, “Whatever they have that sounds good.” Liam nodded and ordered all the things on the menu, which were quickly brought to their room. Niall’s mouth dropped, mouth watering, “Li-Liam... I think I love you!” He meant it as a joke, but his mind knew it was true. He chuckled, “I could decide, so I ordered everything. Let’s eat!” It took them thirty minute to finish off all that food, thanks to Niall. Liam had gotten full after two sandwiches, and Niall had finished off the lobster, salad, ka-bobs, steak, and deep fried shrimp. Additionally there was dessert too, which was a whole cake! Liam licked some frosting off, but Niall ate the whole cake to himself.
The blonde flung himself on the bed, groaning from the meal. “Ni, you didn’t have to eat it all!” Liam laughed, moving to sit beside his friend. Niall nodded, “I know, but once I start, I can’t stop.” Liam shook his head, laying beside the other. “We should be getting to bed.” Niall nodded, “Yeah, we should.” The boy sighed, “Ughh... I can’t get up… Liam! Change me!” He demanded jokingly. He smirked, “Oh, I would, Nialler.” Liam winked, getting off the bed, “But I need to change myself,” walking to his bag, picking it up and going into the bathroom. Niall slowly got up, getting into his duffle bag, and pulling out a pair of sweats and white t-shirt. He was just pulling on the sweats when Liam came out, a slight blush staining his face as he pulled the waist band up. “Ah, which side do you prefer?” asked the sleepy Irish accent. Liam shook his head, “Either.” Niall shrugged and flopped on the right side of the bed, crawling under the covers. Liam turned off the lights and sliding in beside Niall, both of the boys quickly dozing off.
