Niam is ever-lasting.

Chapter 2

As we head into our apartment I believe that Liam has basically just told me that he has feeling for me too, but I can't believe it. This whole time he was smiling and putting his arm around me romantically. I shake my head. My body is filled with electricity, even after we let go. We go down the street and decide to not visit the boys. No words are spoken between us. He lets out a huff as we go up the elevator. He takes off his jacket. His shirt is tight enough for me to see his body. His figure, he's so masculine. I just want to cuddle with him. We head down the hallway to our apartment and open the door. We both sit on the couch and I rest my head on his shoulder. 

 "What are you doing!?" Liam says.

"Laying my head on your shoulder. You don't like it?" 

"Not really. I don't have feelings for you like this, Niall."

But, the way he acted got me confused. He winked! And held my hand!  Well he just held it out of the store. He didn't hold it on the way to the apartment. I get angry and throw the pillow at him. I'm mad for what he has said. He played me aqnd acted as if I were acting. Which in this case I wasn't. I storm off into the bathroom and lock the door. He was kidding? He made me believe him. For a second I thought i was accepted. *knock knock* I let out a tear, and not the tears of joy. *knock knock*

What do I do? Do I open and accept his apology. Do I confess to him my feelings? You would think he would say something to try to get me to open it. *knock knock* I turn on the faucet and rinse my face. I try and erase the tears that keep falling down from my face. I get a tissue and blow my nose. I can't believe it. I feel like a teenage girl. I sit on the toilet seat and rest my forehead on my hands and look down. I don't know what to do. He opens the door with a key. Really? A key? They had to make a key for the bathroom door? He looks at me.

"I'm sorry." He claims.

"Sorry, Liam-" He cuts me off.

"Yes, I'm sorry it's just that," He pauses.

 I look at him, raising my eyebrows. He takes a deep breath and looks at the shower curtain.. Not knowing what to say. *RING, RING* his cellphone rings. The best time. Saved by the bell. He's safe this time. But, what about next time? Maybe he's embarrased like me. Not wanting to tell the boys,mangement or the fans. The fans. What will they say? Will they be okay? Will they support us or send hate? I know some will. 

"We have to go." Liam says.

"Why?"

"One direction meeting. A concert tomorrow."

I don't want to go. I wan't him to complete his sentence. He won't complete it in the car or tonight. Maybe. I hope he does and I hope it isn't something bad. I hope it's good. I hope it's great. We're in his car. He looks at me. I was expecting him to finish his sentence when he says.

"Wanna get yogurt?"

Yogurt? Yogurt? I basically told you I wanted you and you ask me for yogurt? I do want some. I like yogurt, but yogurt? Really Liam?

"I'd love some."

He smiles and turns the car around. We go through the drive-thru to 'Freeze Louise'. I like that name. It's catchy. He orders two yogurts. He orders my favorite one. He knows. He gives me a smile and a wink and drives foward to give the money.

"It's on me." He says.

"You don't have to, I have a ten-"

"Its on me."

As he gets the yogurt, he puts his down and gives the other one to me. He refrains from eating with a spoon so I grab it and throw it out while he asks for a fork. I love his phobia. He parks and closes his window. I scarf down the yogurt in ten minutes. He's still eating his. 

"Do you like the cherry?" I ask.

"Yes. I love cherrys." He replies.

I give him my cherry. Not because I don't like them. I give him the cherry so he could tie a know with the stem. It's attractive.

"Did you know that if you can tie the stem of the cherry into a know, you are a good kisser?" I ask.

 He puts the stem in his mouth and in two mintutes he takes it out in a knot. That turns me on. I can't help, but bite my lip as he tries it on his cherry stem. I just want to kiss him. Although, i am worried. What if he's straight? He could be as straight as a stick for all I know. I want to take my chances,but I can't. I'm gay for Liam. Liam is the only boy I'll ever love. I hope I'm the one he only loves. He is going through a hard time after the breakup with Danielle, but that was months ago. He must've forgotten. He was the one to break up with her, so it couldn't have hurt him that much. I get our cups, that have no yogurt, and walk out of the car to throw them away. As I turn back, Liam speeds off. I laugh as he comes back. He's a jokester. I get in the passenger seat as we head off for the meeting. I still love him. Even though he rejected me an hour ago. Thinking about living life without Liam makes me sad. I want to date him,get engaged, marry, and adopt kids. Is that to much? What if we never get to talk about this and put it behind us. I will never be the same. I won't be the happy me without the hugs and seeing Liams smile everyday. We park the car. I don't want to get down and see the boys. They're going to question me. Not even Liam has asked and he's the problem. It makes sense. He doesn't want to talk about it. He must feel the same. Oh, just shoot me. Well, not literally.

-End Of Chapter Two-

AN: Hey guys. This was an okay chapter. I made it in a super short time. I'm still deciding where I'm heading too. It's called writers block.

 Anywho, I might write another chapter tonight or tomorrow. Please Vote if you want Liam to feel the same. Comment for any mistakes. I'm to lazy to check the spelling errors. I'm REALLY sorry that this is short. Bye guys :) love you! X