My Best Friend (Niam)

Chapter 9

Liam's POV:

"It is morning already? Oh God, kill me. I want to keep sleeping" that's what I thought when the sun's rays hit me on the fucking face. Last night I had slept with Niall, Niall every time he wakes up he opens the curtains wide open.

I took the sheets and covered my head completely, in that moment I realized that I was in bed alone, but my comfort didn't last long as my cell phone started ringing. Reluctantly I took it and noticed who it was. When I noticed that Sophia was again I threw the cell phone against the wall causing it to break into pieces, now I must buy another.

Since I was awake I decided to get up to take a cold shower, that would relax me a bit. When the water touched my skin immediately my tears came out, it was like a signal to tell them to go out and play.

I just still didn't understand my luck in love, everything was so shit. Whenever I go out with a girl they end up hurting me, I was always one of those people who always get attached to someone in a very fast way. And I hate that.

I think the only people (besides my family and Harry and Louis) who has never betrayed me is Niall. That clumsy blonde, with his blue eyes, his pretty smile and his little body are the only thing you can need in bad times. While my tears were lost in the water that fell on me, a smile escaped my lips as I remembered the little one.

When I came out of my relaxing shower, I dressed up with the first thing I saw, I straightened my hair a bit, put on my shoes and went out to have my breakfast. While I was going down the stairs I got a delicious smell of bacon, I admit that I love bacon.

Upon entering the kitchen I found the little Irishman squeezing oranges in a juicer.

"Hi," I whispered as if I were a small child. In that I remembered how small I felt last night when he wrapped me in his arms.

"Oh, hello, good mornin" Niall looked at me and then continued to make the juice, squeezing and squeezing many oranges, I didn't help him since I am a complete mess in the kitchen, so I just sat on a stool, although sometimes I helped him in cleaning and others only made it worse. Like that day I was watching the football game and Niall was upset with me for messing up the sofa and making it a mess. "I hoped you like what I'm preparing."

"What is it?" I asked intrigued.

"It's called a full Irish breakfast. Eggs, vegetables, bread, bacon, cheese, ham, mushrooms, in short, many things." I smiled when noticing his skill in the kitchen, if there are two things that Niall can do well are cooking and studying, is almost a mistress of home.

"It sounds delicious" in that moment I surprised myself when I noticed that I was detailing every part of Niall's small back, his shoulders, his hip, his waist, his lower back and that small but provocative butt, wait, I said that?

"You food" Niall placed a plate with a lot of food in front of me, a glass of orange juice and a cup of tea, typical of the United Kingdom.

"It looks delicious" I said when he sat in front of me with the same as me "God, you're the best in the kitchen, why aren't you a chef?" I said when my tongue was dancing for the taste of the food, so delicious.

"I've thought about it several times, you know?"

"Yes, one day you decide to do it with pleasure to help, you would be your own boss" Niall gave me one of his beautiful smiles and I corresponded, nobody could be a son of a bitch with this boy.

"What will you do today?" He asked me as I helped him clean the dishes, it was all I could do after that Irish breakfast.

"I have work here."

"Wasn't the interview enough?" I laughed at the anger in his voice.

"It's just for today, calm down, then I'll continue on my break, but I'll wait for the day and I'll come at 4:00 PM. I'm just going to do some vocals for the new album."

"Well, I'm going to work anyway. " Niall began to dry the dishes and glasses with a handkerchief when I finished removing the dishwasher.

"I told you it's not necessary for you to work."

"I know, but you know how I am."

"Yes, you're stubborn" Niall hit me with the handkerchief while we both laughed.

"Moron."

"I love you, too" saying that I noticed how a slight blush spread across Niall's cheeks... I think I still don't assimilate that he likes me, and I think I take refuge in ignoring him just to not face it.

When we finished fixing everything Niall accompanied me to the door.

"I hope you have a lot of fun."

"And you with your clients," he laughed and hit me on the shoulder.

"And Liam, I saw your red eyes, she's not worth the wood, okay?" I grimaced in embarrassment and lowered the eyes a little, but then I felt his arms around my shoulders and I immediately surrounded his waist "Later we'll see a marathon of horror movies."

"Are you brave now?"

"I'm only afraid of horror movies, silly" Niall was still hugging to me and I to him, and the truth is that I didn't want his grip to go away.

"And the pigeons, the clowns, the small spaces, the thunders and the darkness." Niall blushed as I told him each of his phobias. "I must go, good luck."

"You, too." I slowly separated from Niall and got into my car, put a station on the radio and I said goodbye to Niall with his hand, which he did with one of his tender smiles. I honestly do not know what I would do without my best friend.

All the way I was humming a song from The Weeknd while I was thinking about Niall, I do not know why but Niall today is very involved in my head, I want to keep him close, I want to hug him, I don't want him to be separated from me.

I don't know what he is doing to me.