|What Happened to Niall| Niall Centric

Chapter 3 -»Liam Payne«-

I tried not to make it obvious that I was eavesdropping.

I knew it was wrong to do, but I couldn't help myself when it was not only Mum and Dad but also Nicola whispering to each other in the living room.

I was sitting at the kitchen table with papers in front of me. It was the school work my mum had made to keep me educated. I loved it, I didn't see how Nicola didn't. But maybe it had something to do with the fact that I wasn't allowed to go to school and she was. Well I actually wasn't allowed to exist but that wasn't stopping me.

"It's like the Horan incident all over again." Nicola stressed and my attention was back on them.

Mum was sitting on the couch with her eyebrows pinched together in stress. Nicola and Dad on the other hand were pacing back and forth. At the rate they were going, if they kept that up, they would burn holes into the carpet.

I put my book up so it blocked my face, it was an old one of Ruth's but she wasn't exactly using it anymore. I was overcome with sadness at that thought. I missed her.

"So what are we going to do? It'll only be a matter of time before they come here." Dad stressed and Nicola nodded.

"I know." Mum muttered but Dad kept going.

"Where are we supposed to hide him this time without getting caught? They're probably on high alert by now."

"I know." Mum said a little louder, Nicola didn't agree this time but Dad kept going.

"I can't lose another child like this Karen, I won't. We have to do something before-"

"I know!" Mum screamed, standing up. I jumped in my seat as Dad and Nicola's pacing finally stopped. "Don't you dare bring her into this." I could hear the tears in her voice as I gently set the book down. It was time to intervene.

I pushed the chair away from the table gently and closed the book. When I rounded the corner I saw my Mum hunched over slightly as she covered her face with her hand. It was heartbreaking to see.

"Mum, it's going to be okay. It always is." I said and everyone looked to me but I just ignored them and walked up to Mum, engulfing her in my arms. "We'll find a way." I whispered into her hair.

"You heard...look Li, we're going to make sure nothing happens to you. Don't worry." Nicola spoke. She looked older than she was with the stress on her shoulders. I gave her a gentle smile and let go of mum with one arm to extend it outwards as an invitation. Nicola instantly walked into my arms and I sighed shakily. Sometimes it felt like I was the older sibling.

"I know, you guys always do." My mind was spinning and my stomach was doing flips as me and Dad made eye contact. He knew what I did. The officers were most likely going to find me like they did with Ruth and Niall Horan. They were going to find me and then kill me like every child out there that wasn't a first born. It made my blood boil because what right did they have to take all those innocent lives?

"I should be heading to bed, it's been a long day." I muttered and let go of two of the most important people in my life.

"Of course. Goodnight sweetheart." Mum whispered and smiled tightly at me. She was still worrying, she probably would for the rest of her life as long as I was around. She kissed my forehead and that made me relax just slightly.

I smiled back as best I could before walking out of the room with my head down. This was my fault, the stress and anxiety in the house-it was because of me.

As I passed Dad, he gently patted my shoulder. "I love you Liam, I always will." He muttered. I looked up at him but he was already walking away.

"Goodnight bud, see you in the morning." Nicola said lightly and I nodded.

"See you in the morning." I walked into the kitchen to pick up my stuff before walking down the hallway, towards my bedroom.

I kept my head down and walked fast past the door almost exactly across from my own. I didn't want to see the reminder of who was once here. I didn't want to feel the aching hole in my chest deepen at the sight of the small sign that read: Girls Only and just below that in smaller writing: (Go Away Liam). It was written with a purple crayon in a messy scrawl.

No one had the heart to take it down because it was one of the last things we all had of Ruth.

I walked by without looking up. I quickly opened my door, being sure not to slam it, but I couldn't have shut it any faster.

I dumped the books and papers on my bed and sat down at my desk. This was something I was comfortable with.

I opened my laptop and quickly opened up one of the apps I had made for an occasion like this.

With just a few clicks, I had hacked into the government info site easily. It was like they didn't even try to protect it.

I skimmed through the article on how someone got busted for harboring more than one child, it didn't mention a name but with some more digging I found 'Tomlinson'.

It was almost too easy to get their address and phone numbers.

"Way too easy." I mutter to myself as I program a 'Louis Tomlinson' into my contacts. If my plan was going to work then I needed Louis' help.