I Can't Change - Larry Stylinson

Chapter Ten

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WARNING: LIGHT SMUT AHEAD! 

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The darkness of night had begun to fall over their hill, the hues of faded fuschia and tangerine fringed the rising hills to the west, and already stars were beginning to poke out through the navy cape. I leaned my back against a stone, my body weary from the long day of play. Crickets chirped loudly and rhythmically, and I felt my eyelids growing heavy. All of the boys had gone to sleep already, but I felt the need to stay up just a bit longer. 

The gentle crack of the fire hissed in front of me, keeping away the slight damp chill in the air, and absent mindedly I shivered, a grin pulling at the edges of my lips. Any thought of Harry began the light smiles and butterflies raking up his stomach. There was an idyllic and calm air around me , one that I hadn't experienced in a quite sometime. 

The sound of a nearby sleeping bag rustled gently, before I was watching Niall raise zombie-like from his huddle, blinking wearily at me. I waved a little at him, before he grinned, then yawned, looking at the sleeping figures of Zayn and Liam on either side of him. 

"How long have I been out?" He asked groggily, and I smiled, looking down at my watch. 

"About... 20 minutes." I whispered, chuckling throatily, silencing myself quickly to assure I didn't awake any of the boys. 

"Oh... well I guess this is a good time to talk to you about something." Niall whispered, rubbing his blue eyes once more as though he had slept a good 10 hours, before standing. "Follow me." I blinked warily, almost turning him down, I was too tired to talk, but the meaning in his eyes, I sighed and pulled myself to my feet quietly, trekking down behind him, down to a deep gulley in the hills, where a small stream burbled gently over rocky crevices, glinting under the now nearly full moon. Niall looked over his shoulder at me as he sat down beside the stream, smiling gently as I creakily followed. He patted my back, and I stared at him awkwardly.

"What is it, Niall?" I questioned curiously, before hugging my knees to my chest, staring blankly down at the water, sticking a finger in the cold rush. 

"You're in love with him, aren't you?" His voice was rather simple, cracked a little, and I was so caught off guard my breath hitched and my head snapped up from its resting place on my knees. I felt my mouth pop open and my cheeks bloom pink. 

"W-What are you talking about?" I shot back quickly, not even convincing myself with how haggard my voice was. He smirked, that was all he needed to confirm. 

"Oh come on, Lou, I see the way you two look at eachother. It's like hearts are literally flying from your eyes, and god you can't keep off eachother these past few days." Niall choked out a laugh, pushing my shoulder lightly. My face burned crimson, and I looked down at my knees in silence. A few moments passed, and I thought about it.

I really was in love with him.

With that thought, butterflies raked up my stomach, heated pressure pushed at the back of my eyes and I grinned stupidly. Niall noticed this and instantly threw his back with laughter, standing up, throwing his arms up to the sky. 

"I KNEW IT!" He quite literally howled at the moon, spinning in circles, being Niall. If even possible, I blushed even further, pushing his knees, chuckling.