It's a secret. (a Niam fanfic)

Chapter 1 :p

   Big beautiful brown eyes, an absolutely toned body, hair that makes you want to run your hands through repeatedly and well a car. Those are the things in my current vision. My neighbor is washing his car once again and I'm staring once again. And no, I'm not all up in his face, I'm looking through my window like any regular shy hormonal teenage boy. But before I continue to go any further, the boy I'm gawking over is Liam James Payne, and me.. well I'm Niall James Horan. Coincidence huh'. 

      I cant help but turn away. He is just so amazing yet I hate him so much. Yes you can call it a bitter sweet relationship. Well not so much the word "relation ship", more like his hurtful words and and my constant glares. He's one of those..how do you say it.. popular boys by day and sweet and loving boy at night. He hangs out with the bad-boy Zayn Malik, so I guess his ass hole is contagious.  

      But I remember when Liam and I were actually friends and when he was actually nice. We use to hang out all the time and it didn't matter to him that I was attracted to boys, but once the 8th grade all those good times just disappeared. And I find it funny that all those good times disappeared when Zayn appeared. He called me names like the "gayster" or the classic " Irish creamer". Then Liam joined in on the mocking. He says that he doesn't want to be friends with a fagot. He doesn't know that those words hurt then and they still her now. But now I hide my feelings. Instead of running to the bathroom and letting the water works flow out of my eyes I just build I wall, metaphorically of course. I keep just attempting to pretend that what they do doesn't kill me on the inside.

      But let me not go into the gruesome details of them physically abusing me. It was OK when it was just them two, but when more people join into the "all you can abuse buffet" its hard to attempt to ignore them. But in 8th, 9th, or 10th grade I wasn't attracted to him at all, but over that one summer, I personally think puberty hit him like a bus. He's now a sex god and a complete jerk, best of both world right..wrong! He's the captain of the foot ball team, and all the girls throw themselves at him, oh and did I ever mention he's smart too. So that means he doesn't get in trouble for bad grades, and when I'm out with my one and only friend Chelsey, he just happens to be out, and I just happen to once again mentally abused.

        You can say Chelsey is pretty kick-ass so no one really bothers her. And when any one tries to mess with me she's there to defend me. But don't get me wrong I can fight for myself, but fighting for yourself daily can be tiring. With-out her I think I would be lost and my life will be pretty boring. She dyed her hair bright red and she's thinking about getting her belly button pierce. I totally support that, not only because she's my best friend, but..I think its hot. I still find some girls attractive. You can say I'm 75% gay. So technically bi-sexual. I choose no to get into details.

      Oh my sweet God. Liam is rinsing the car of and is abs are shining in the sun. That's it I'm going outside. But then I'll look like a stalker..wait I will bring my camera. I'm really into taking photos (and eating food but that's a different story) and I have one of those old school new school cameras. I run down the stairs and head outside. You can say I'm the type of person to do stuff with out thinking. I go outside and feel the cool morning breeze hit my chest. Wait, its hitting my chest, damn it l, I forgot to put on a shirt. This can be a good thing and might see my abs. Yes I have abs because in my free time..which is practically all the time I work out at a local gym. But he still might yell out "put on a shirt, your gayness is showing" or something of that nature.

     Alright I see Liam, there are so many naughty thoughts going on through my head right now. Since he lives right across the street, threes a likely chance he wont taunt me or abuse me. But , there is a chance he might. Well, I'm putting myself out there and whats the point of going inside now. He already see's me.

      I try to act non-chalet and find a scene to take a picture of so I make my way to my back yard and I actually find a nice picture to take. I think about three from different angles. I make my back to the front of my house and pry I wont get messed with.

      I guess my prying paid off and he just drying off his car. But on the other side of my mind, how long does it take to wash and dry a car. His work usually pays of, but gees! I found another really nice picture to take so I take it. The neighbor to my left, has a really old class convertible and when I print it, it will look vintage. I snap about 3 once again from different angles. I see that Liam is finish and he's heading to the back.

      I sit down on the step, admiring what a nice day it is. I know its corny but I have to admit, I love being outside. I would be outside more often if wasn't for the taunting, teasing, or punches. I sat down for about 5 minutes and then decide that breeze ..is a little too breezy. I get up and to go inside and  quickly after, I feel water on my back. Apparently Liam thought it would be funny to spray me with water. I try to get inside so I wont get my camera wet, but the door is locked. CRAP. I pull and tug on the door but no justice. But then a miracle happened. He stop spraying me with water. THANK THE LORD. As I try to catch my breath, I see Liam crossing the street over hear. My attempt to open the door again still failed.But then I heard a click. HELL YEAH. Then I feel a hand on my bare shoulder.. Oh no.

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