The Library Boy {Niam}

Chapter 13

Once again I’ll apologize I’m late with updating. I’ve been really tired lately, but I’ve been to the hospital for bloodsamples so I hope I find out more soon.

More importantly… I went to see the Where We Are Tour yesterday! It was absolutely amazayn and fabulouis.

It’s unbelievable guys, I’m still hearing a beep right now. Niall and Liam claimed my country screamed loudest and I absolutely believe em. At One Direction concerts they turn the volume harder because of the screaming (if you didn’t know that, you do now (;) and even then I still couldn’t hear what the guys said over the screaming or hear what they sang properly. Crazy right? (:

I’m working on a concert vlog, so will post the link with the next chapter if I think about it and manage to make it properly with the camera I got now. Enjoy the chapter! (;

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Niall’s Pov.

I’m worried. What am I saying? I’m freaking out. I bite my nails as I look out of the window waiting for Liam to return. I know how Riley can be.. One again I grab my Phone. The screen lights up but there’s no message.

Trying to kill time with reading normally works, but it doesn’t now. Once again I grab my Phone and try to call Liam, but he doesn’t pick up. Again. After being restless for another hour I’ve had enough. Sure I’ve never been at Liam’s house before, but I do have the adress. Anyone might call me stupid for doing this, but I grab my coat and leave into the rain walking to his house.

It takes me about 30 minutes. I’m not that fast after all. Completely soaked I’m standing at the front door as I ring the bell. It’s Harry who opens the door, face falling straight away and it only makes me more nervous. “I-is Liam here?” I shiver, walking inside. “Niall I think it’s better if you leave.” Harry tells me hesitant.

“No, my boyfriend didn’t come back after going back to my ex-boyfriend to tell him to fuck off because he stood on it and he didn’t return ever since and I’m freaking o-“ “Haz, oh.” Liam walked into the hallway, glaring at me. I ignore it and walk into his direction, wrapping my arms around him. “Are you okay?” I ask him, only to get pushed off, nearly slipping.

I stare at him in horror. “We’re done.” I swallow. “W-what?” “I know everything Niall. Get the fuck out of my house.” I don’t even know what’s going on, but I can already feel the tears building up in my eyes by how rude Liam is being to me. “I don’t understand..” I say softly looking at him.

“Are you going to leave or do I have to drag you out?!” Liam screamed at me as Harry stepped in between. “Liam calm down.”

I hear Harry as if he can drive me home, but I already dissapeared into the rain.

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About a week past and I’m still having a really bad cold that’s ruining my lungs even more. All I’ve been doing for the past week is crying, staring out of the window waiting for Liam to show up and trying to understand. I’ve gone to Riley but he just laughed in my face and didn’t say anything.

The guys came over when I was asleep so grandpa sent them away and I don’t have their Phone numbers and to mention I’m not in the state to get there either.

Maybe nothing even happend. Maybe Liam just needed an excuse to dump me. How could I have believed that someone like him would want someone like me? I’m ill, he can barely take me anywhere. I’m skinny, not muscled. I’m ugly, not handsome.. I’m everything he doesn’t want, he just had to realize it.

He won’t return my calls or my textmessages. He won’t explain. He won’t do anything. 

“Niall, your friends are here!” Gramps calls out making me look up from my book as I see Harry, Louis and Zayn and smile weakly. “Heey.” Louis says. There’s alot of tension and I don’t want it to be here. “Heey..” My voice sounds hoarse and I swallow, biting my lip afterwards. I’m still making use of the studs, but breathing gets so hard sometimes I guess I’m going to have to go to the next step anytime soon.