Daddy Direction ~Niam~

Chapter 13 "We'll work this out."

Hey y'all! Sorry it's been so long! It's been a crazy past month! Anyways, enjoy the new chapter :)

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~later that night~

~Liam’s POV~

I sat backstage, watching the chaos that normally unfolds before a show. Lou rushing around fixing hair, Louis and Harry running around goofing off and pissing the guards off, Zayn checking himself in the mirror or practicing into his mic. And Niall was off with Bekah and Lux, playing in the corner. I sit silently as Lou fixes my hair, watching Niall play with the two little ones.

Niall has been avoiding me all day. Ever since that little… thing, in the hallway after breakfast. Every time I’ve tried to talk to him he comes up with some reason to avoid me, fake phone calls, hearing someone call him from another room, Bekah waiting for him, whatever. It’s kind of annoying, but I can’t say anything since I did the same to him for two weeks…

I understand he’s probably just freaked out and/or confused as to why the hell I would kiss him… And before you ask, yes I kissed him, it wasn’t some freak of the moment thing… I actually wanted to kiss him… And I have no idea why. I’m so confused over it. And with Niall avoiding me and refusing to talk through it with me it just makes me all the more confused.

“Louis, Harry! Get your asses back here! You have 2 minutes till show time!” Paul yells as he and Alberto chase after a giggling Harry and Louis as they dart through the dressing room, running towards the stage area. Everyone laughed softly at them, relaxing a bit. That’s why everyone loves them, they help remove a lot of nervous before a show.

Minutes later Paul come back in and told us it was time to circle up backstage and get ready to go on. Everyone slowly but surely shuffled out of the room. I stayed back a bit and let Niall say his goodbyes to Bekah and walk out before I followed. As I was walking out the door I heard a little voice call my name. I turned back to see Bekah running towards me. I bent down as she ran up.

“Unca Li! Daddy said he want to talk to you after the show!” Bekah said and gave me a hug before running off again. I stood slowly and blinked. That was random, but okay... I walked down the hall and finally met everyone behind the stage. The lads were already in our circle, waiting for me. I squeezed in-between Louis and Zayn. We said our words of encouragement, had our moment of silence to just calm and get ourselves pumped up, and sang “High-ho” from Snow White like we’ve done before every show since we got together. We lined up at the stage entrance and stuck our earphones in as the music started up.

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~after the show~

I ran off stage, panting slightly and a huge grin plastered on my face. I grabbed a water bottle from the cart backstage and wiped the sweat off my face with the bottom of my shirt. I felt a couple slaps on my back and heard a few “good jobs” from my passing band mates. When I looked up to give them smiles they were already gone. The only people around when I looked up were a couple random stage hands and when I looked over, Niall was standing in the door way the hallway, his head was down and his hands were shoved in his pockets as he fumbled with his feet.

I sighed and took a deep breath. Knowing he was waiting for me. I slowly started to make my way towards him. I had no idea what I was going to say to him... To say I was a bit nervous would be an understatement. I stopped in front of Niall and shifted my weight. I stood there awkwardly, not knowing how to start a conversation. I cleared my throat which made him look up in surprise.

"L-Liam! You came!" He said with a bit of surprise and smiled shyly. I nodded in reply.

"Your daughter said you wanted to talk..." I mumbled. And he nodded.

"Right... Umm, can we talk somewhere more... Private?" He asks looking around at the different stage hands running around backstage. I nodded and he grabbed my hand and pulled me along through the halls to one of the private dressing rooms. We hardly ever used those considering we always gathered in the band room instead, but still they kept the rooms stocked in case we decided to use one.

When he pulled me into the room he shut the door behind us before turning to face me, his cheeks having turned a slight pink between backstage and here.

“What did you want to talk about?” I asked, having a good idea of what he wanted…

“Well, umm. I-I don’t really know how to talk about this… I wanted to talk about what happened earlier… I don’t like this whole ignoring each other thing…” He mumbled as he stared at the floor. I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck. I looked around at the empty room before reaching forward and grabbing his hand, pulling him over to the couch and sitting him down next to me so we were facing each other.

“I don’t like the whole ignoring thing either… But I figured you were upset with me after the way you ran off this morning so I just kind of let you have your space.” I told him as he looked up at me.

“I thought you were upset with me, and that’s why I had ran away and tried avoiding you...” He told me and I smiled a little.

“Well now that we know neither of us was upset with the other, why don’t we talk this out and try to figure everything out, yeah?” I asked and he smiled a bit, nodding. “Where do we start?” I asked. And he shrugged. I frowned slightly and ran a hand through my hair.

“I just want to know something first…” Niall mumbled and I nodded. “Did you kiss me? Or was it just a freak of the moment thing…” He asked and I let out a deep breath.

“To be honest. I kissed you. I wanted to kiss you. In that moment I just really wanted to kiss you…. But I don’t bloody know why...” I said honestly. He frowned slightly at that before looking off with a thoughtful expression.

“Would you do it again? If I let you that is…” He asked quietly, looking up at me shyly.

“In a heartbeat…” I replied softly and he blushed.

“Why? You’re not gay… I’m not gay… We aren’t…” He stated, trailing off with a frustrated sigh, looking down at his hands.

“I don’t know why… And I know we’re not… I guess… Just… God I don’t know. I feel so stupid right now.” I growled slightly and tugged at my hair as I leaned back into the couch. “I’m just so confused right now. A few days after Danielle called me I started feeling like this and I’ve just been so confused. And then this morning happened and… God I’m so stupid!” I groaned, rubbing my face. Keeping my hands there.

“You’re aren’t stupid…” Niall mumbled quietly, almost too where I couldn’t hear him. I peeked at him threw my fingers. “You aren’t stupid Li. I’m confused too… B-But that’s why I’m here now! So we can work everything out together.” He said as he pulled my hands away from my face and smiled at me. I smiled slightly back and nodded.

“Okay. Yeah… We’ll work this out…”

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Thats it! That's all i got right now... Sorry it's really short and it's really crappy... I've had a bit of writers block and I've had a VERY busy past month.. Anyways I hope I can get the next chapter up soon :) 

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