Our Love Will Conquer (Larry Stylinson AU Angel!Louis Fallen Angel!Harry)

Chapter 11

Fuck this fricking world, okay!

I have over 1000 reads on so many stories, and all are over the 100. You are so amazing, I love you all. You’re so great.

I don’t wanna know how many Skittles boxes are lying under my bed and on my ‘beside table’ which is actually a low shelf.

Elounor Shippers are murderers because they caused many of the Larry Shippers to die. They are murderers.

Bullying causes depression. Depression causes suicide. Suicide is murder. Bullies are murderers.

That is one of my favourite sentences, to be honest. Right after ‘What the frick frack motherfuck.’

Emm … this will be mainly a Niam chapter because I love you.

Anyways, enjoy!

Liam had been protective of Niall ever since they had been friends, also during his time in Heaven when he was still an Angel.

Liam just always saw the need to protect Niall, even though the Angel with the Irish accent had quite the attitude. Liam just knew deep down that Niall needed someone who looked after him and protected him. Niall himself maybe didn’t know that or didn’t want that, but that’s how it was.

Five more Angels had been captured apart from Louis and Niall. They all had white wings, nothing too special. There were two more Fallen Angels and about ten Demons.

The Demons were really interested in Louis and Niall because their wings were different, shining silver and golden instead of the plain white ones.

Neither Liam nor Harry let them touch the wings though. Those were their Angels. No-one could touch their wings.

After Nick’s little speech Niall and Liam had gone back to their cage. In the wall there was a door to a small room with two beds, a bathroom, a table with two chairs and a window with silver bars in front of it.

Niall sat on one of the beds, Liam on the other. The Angel was clutching his dyed blonde hair while Liam cleaned his silver sword.

“This is your fault, you know,” Niall broke the silence. Liam knew he tried to sound angry, but he didn’t really succeed. Niall couldn’t hurt anyone except it was about the ones he loved.

Liam smirked and said, “You always blamed me on everything.”

Niall’s scowl softened. “Yeah, I remember. In Heaven, when we were teenagers and got in trouble for putting that smoke bomb in the girl’s bathroom. It was your fault though!”

“It was your idea!” Liam laughed.

“You let us be caught,” Niall countered, now with a big smile on his face.

Liam smiled back. Niall looked prettier and cuter with a smile instead of that constant scowl. He just wished he could see it more often.

Niall’s smile died on his face and he looked down on his hands in his laps. His wings shuffled and from that Liam could tell the Angel was nervous. Niall’s wings always had their own mind when he was nervous, what Liam found endearing.

“No, I can’t be back to friends with you. You’re a Fallen Angel,” Niall said.

“Well, we’re doing better. I’m not just a Demon to you anymore,” Liam smiled weakly.

Niall just nodded before he laid down, staring at the ceiling above him. Liam sighed and put the sword into its sheath before he placed both on the table. He sat down criss-cross-apple-sauce and stared at Niall.

“Niall, come on, talk to me. Stop ignoring me. It’s been so long …”

“One thousand years,” Niall interrupted.

“What?”

“You left me one thousand years ago. Harry left me one thousand years ago. Alan died one thousand years ago. Louis was born seven hundred years ago. He’s still so young, and you want to corrupt him already?” Niall asked angrily.

“It’s the best for him and you fucking know it! You’re not allowed to feel love or feel hate, but still, you feel both. You feel the love, the hate, the desire, I know it. Don’t tell me that you never thought about it since you found out that Angels could have all of it.”

Niall kept quiet. The thing was … he had been thinking about all this. Hate, love, desire … freedom. But he had vowed to be loyal to Heaven and its entire people. But then again … he had to admit that the sound of love and all that sounded quite nice in his ears.

“Niall, stop lying to everyone,” Liam said as he walked over to Niall’s bed and sat down next to the Angel. “You want all this and you fucking know it. You want to be free, Niall. Just stop those lies, stop lying to yourself and just give in.”

“Shut up, Liam,” Niall said but it wasn’t violent.

“You know that it’s great, right? You imagine love, right?”

“Liam, shut up,” Niall said again.

“If you would just …”

“I told you to shut up,” Niall said as he grabbed Liam’s shoulders, pushed his back on the mattress, climbed on top of him and smashed their lips together.

Liam’s brain cut short. All he could register was, Niall was kissing him! He wrapped his arms around the smaller boy’s waist, running one hand over his soft bright golden wings. Niall’s hands were holding onto Liam’s short light brown hair and his wings fluttered like a hummingbird’s.

“You never do what I tell you,” Niall grumbled against his lips.

“Well this,” Liam breathed, “is a very effective way to shut me up,” before he reattached their lips back together.

The Angel had to admit that this was feeling amazing. The way his thin lips fit together with Liam’s plump ones raced electric shocks down the Angel’s back.

Niall let Liam flip them over so Niall was lying underneath the black winged boy. Liam still held his waist but one hand came up to cup Niall’s cheek as the latter tilted his head for a better angle. The blonde boy wrapped one hand around Liam’s broad shoulders, the other one settled where his wings met his back and he scratched there, making the black wings shake.

Liam bit down on Niall’s bottom lip so he would open his mouth and Niall did, letting Liam slip his tongue in and deepen the kiss.

They pulled apart panting and they rolled over so they were lying on their sides, facing each other. Niall placed one of his hands on the taller boy’s chest, feeling his heartbeat underneath the shirt.

“I always thought Fallen Angels didn’t have a heartbeat anymore,” Niall whispered.

Liam pulled him close and wrapped one arm around his waist while he placed the other on in Niall’s hair. He kissed the Angel’s forehead.

“Well, your teachers should stop saying stuff like that without even really knowing the truth. But you know that I love you, right?” Liam replied.

Niall nodded and took a deep breath. He didn’t really have the courage to say it back. He had to forget everything else for this. His father, his siblings in Heaven, Louis. But then he looked into Liam’s warm chocolate brown eyes and smiled slightly.

“Yeah, I know. And I … I love you too.”

Alone seeing Liam’s beautiful smile made Niall be sure that saying those four words was definitely worth it.

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Love me? I need love.

This chapter made me think that maybe I should get ‘Hearthealer’ down from ‘on hold’ and put it on ‘slow updates’

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