It's a secret. (a Niam fanfic)

Chapter 2 ;)

    I felt his hand on my shoulder and I started to cringed. I was afraid to get beat up... once again. I just started to recover from my last beating. But that's another story for another time.  Well for some reasons things feel different, When ever him or Zayn, or any body else in school beats me up or call me names, he looks sad. Like not he lost a foot ball game sad, more like killing someone sad.

Liam: Hey Niall

Niall: Umm.. h-hi Liam

Liam: Why do you seem so tense Nialler?

Niall: Umm, ermm,.. wait.

Liam: What?

Niall: Did you just call me.. Nialler.

Liam: Yeah, remember I use to call you that all the time.

Niall: Yeah, use to..

Liam; What do yo mean.

Niall: Don't act like you don't know.

Liam: What are you getting at, don't you see I'm trying to be nice to some one like you!!

Niall: Some one like me, now that's harsh, even for you (*tries to make way into his house, but Liam pulls him back*)

Liam: No no, I don't mean it like that, I'm sorry, let me explain myself.

Niall: Don't try to act some what decent after you been such an ass towards me.

Liam: Niall PLEASE... let me-

Niall: NO and why should I let you explain yourself. YOU DON'T TALK TO ME, WE DON'T HANG OUT, AND AS IF YOU LOST YOUR MEMORY IN THE LAST FIVE MINUTES, YOU MAKE MY LIFE A LIVING HELL ( he yells)

Liam: Don't yell at me like that Niall.

Niall: Why cant I, you probably gonna hurt me no matter what I do.

LIAM'S P.O.V

     Niall yelling at me made me so. so. so fu*king mad.  I grabbed his arm and I raised my hand and turned it into a fist. I pull my hand back and throw my hand forward to punch him. But then my hand slows down. I see him start to tear up. And attempts to block his face. I let go of him. He looks at me with eyes bright blue eyes. His eyes are full of fear..hate..with a hint of passion. But that passion will never be towards me. Wait did I just say that. say that...

     I look at him and came closer. He flinches. His fear is building up even more. Is that what I do to him. He looks at me like if I'm a monster, he hates me, I can just tell, with all the hate and fear I see when I stare into his eyes. I feel awful, just awful. I have to make him forgive me. I don't love him, but I  just need is forgiveness. Ugghh, I don't know how to feel.  And in the moment I kiss him.  My eyes are close but I have a feeling his eyes are open.His lip are soft and moist. I attempt to gain dominance in this kiss. He wont let me enter. I was hoping this kiss will be passionate, but Niall just tries to end it. He pushes me away and just stays there.

    Liam what are you doing, Niall yells with fiery. I just back away, me just realizing that he's not wearing a shirt. There go my hormone's. I wonder into the street not looking any where else but at Niall. I don't know how to feel. I back into the street, and then I hear car honked, knocking me out of my trans. Zayn's is in her car lwith a concern face. "Dude, what are you doing". Um uh umm, I was just messing with Niall. You finally got him back, Zayn says with a mysterious look on his face, Well its too late to call them off. What do you mean Zayn..