Starstruck ↬ Niam Horayne (COMPLETED)

009| Paris

LIAM

My eyes fluttered open and I saw the small blonde boy curled up to my chest, everything rushed back to me all at once. We didn't fuck or anything we stayed up telling stories, then finally fell asleep at like three in the morning. I pushed a strain of his blonde hair behind his ear he looked so beautiful. 

How was he gonna react when he woke up?

Probably was gonna be pissed at me. I sighed shaking him softly, "Niall," I cooed at the small Irish boy beside me. I finally saw his precious sea blue eyes, he rubbed them then squinted at me. He let out squeal pushing me away from him.

"What the fuck?" He cursed at me, I sighed.

"Don't worry," I said he just stayed there staring at me. He touched his lips then looked back at me.

"We... Kissed." He whispered. It took him awhile to process, "We kissed?" He looked up looking at me. 

"Uhm..." I blushed lightly, "Have you ever been to Pairs?" I asked changing the subject.

"Paris?" He asked looking at me, I nodded a grin playing on the corners of my lips.

"Yes, Paris." He thought for a moment. He shook his head laying his blonde head on the pillow. "Looks like I'm gonna take you," I pressed the tip of his nose, "to Paris."

"You can't just-"

"Oh, but I can." He smiled shaking his head reaching the over to the end table next to my bed that I placed his phone on. 

"No, you can't." He shook his head. "Plus, I bet my parents are worried sick." He said clicking the phone app curling back into my chest, "Why do you keep your room so cold?" He asked scrolling through his contacts clicking on one.

"I don't know why-" He shut me up as he put his hand over my mouth.

"Shush. I have to call me mum." He said rolling his eyes, there's the Niall I know. 

"Hey mum," He said I heard the woman on the other end 'where are you, I thought you were going to be home at eleven.' She seemed pissed. "I... Uh-huh... Yes, yes, I know. I'm still- I'm seventeen for heaven's sake... Whatever I'll be home whenever I want." He snapped. If I ever talked to my mum like that I would've been thrown down the stairs. "Whatever. I love you too. Bye." He ended the call looking up at me.

"You seem like you don't like your mum," I said looking down at the smaller boy.

"No, I love my mum. Just... Lately, she seems to favor my twin and my older brother over me and stuff. So, back to the conversation about Pairs?" He changed the subject rather quickly. 

"I have a private jet that can take us," I said with a shrug. 

"You're shitting me." He deadpanned.

"I shit you not my friend." I smiled at him we both laughed rather loudly. 

"Li... Am...?" Lauren said walking into my room confused, "Who's this cutie." She nodded over to Niall. 

"A friend, can you go get his clothes out of the dryer by the way?" Niall stood up walking over to Lauren.

"Excuse Liam's manners, I'm Niall, you must be his girlfriend the famous Lauren." I looked over at the boy confused and rolled my eyes. 

"I'm actually his 'girlfriend' our management wants us together. We're actually best friends." I mentally faced palmed. "Anyways, I'll go get your clothes hon." She said leaving the room.

After Niall got dressed we headed off towards my jet, off to Paris.