Three is Better Than One

Niall

Liam was crying.  No, Liam was sobbing.  And he was sobbing during MY SOLO.  But, why would he be doing this, why would he cry over me?  Why?

Unless...Harry was right.  What if Liam really does have feelings for me? 

My heart was an empty hole,  I didn't know what to do.  I wanted to run over to him and hug him until the tears stopped, but I couldn't in the middle of a song.

Moments ended, and we flew backstage for our costume changed.  I threw my clothes on as fast as I could, then pulled Liam away with me to the bathroom nearby, so we could talk.

"What's wrong, mate? You okay?"  I asked, my voice pouring out quickly, full of concern.

Liam stared at the ground, fidgeting with his feet.  "I don't know."

"I'm here for ya, talk to me, please."

Liam mumbled something inellegible to himself, still looking down.

"Look at me Liam, look at me."  I slowly moved his face up, his deep brown eyes bore into mine intensly.

A few tears fell off his face. "I-I, don't know Niall.  I don't know what to do.  I don't know how to feel."

"What do ya mean?"  

"I can't tell you Niall.  I just...can't.  I can't okay."  His voice rose with frustration, and he broke away to leave.

"Wait, Liam!  Talk to me!  I want to help you.  You mean the world to me, mate."  I grabbed his arm.

Liam sighed.  His eyes were puffy from crying.  He closed them softly.  "That's the thing, Niall. All I'll ever be is your mate."

He raced down the hall, back to where the other boys were changing.  I stood there, my eyes wide, shocked.

Did that just happen...did Liam admit he has FEELINGS for me?

This is insane.  Liam...likes me? What the hell?

But Liam has Danielle...but Liam is straight...right?

I have to figure this out before we go back on stage.

"LIAM!" I screamed.  "COME BACK."

He stopped.  "What, Nialler?  What..."

"You have feelings for me."  I said slowly, drawing out every word.

"I...don't know what I have."  He walked back to me.  "What do you feel like for me?"

His question took me off guard.  "What?"

He smirked.  "I said, what do you feel like for me?"

"You're my best friend."

He took a sharp intake of breath.  "Oh."

"Wait, I'm not finished yet." I sighed.  "I'm only eighteen.  I'm confused, I don' t know what I feel, I--"

Liam grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me.  I didn't know what to do.  I never kissed another guy before.  Not that it was much different from kissing a girl, but still.

He wound one hand around my waist, and kissed me sweetly.  I somewhat kissed him back.  I was so confused.  My emotions were flying up in the air.  I liked it, but I didn't know how to handle this.

He pulled away.  "I had to do that, just once."  Then ran back to get changed.