You Want Me? Beg For Me [Niam]

~Day 6~

Day 6: 11/18/12
(back to Niall's POV)

It's Sunday.

The day I'm going over to Liam's house to 'work on our paper'. Mrs. Willow is gonna be proud of us.

I'm actually going to tell him about my past. I really don't want to for obvious reasons, such as privacy, but Louis is right. I'll get over Tyler faster and Liam might not hurt me.

And because I have this feeling that's telling me to tell him.

So here I am in front of his house at 6:45 in the afternoon, looking like a stalker.

Actually when I was walking here I had this feeling of being watched. It felt creepy and when I turned around I swear I saw someone. I could've just been paranoid but I still ran to Liam's house. It's only ten minutes away from my house.

I go up to the door and ring the doorbell. I can hear a chime go off in the house and soon the door opens.

A lady opens the door and she resembles Liam so much that it doesn't take a genius to know its his mom.

"Hi I'm Niall Horan. I'm Liam's friend," for some reason saying that I'm Liam's friend makes me feel disappointed "I'm here to work on a paper with him. You must be his mom."

"Hi Niall, yes he mentioned you. I'm Karen his mom. Come in I'll just call him down." she smiles warmly at me and ushers me in.

Liam's house is pretty big and lovely.

"You have a very lovely home Mrs. Payne." I compliment her and give her a smile.

"Call me Karen dear." she tells me.

"You have a lovely home KAREN." I put emphasis on her name.

She just laughs "I like you Niall. I'll go get Liam."

I nod and she heads upstairs to get him. I wait for a few minutes until they both come down.

Liam is just in blue sweats, green shirt and white socks. He's rubbing his head as he comes down. He sees me and smiles. I smile back to which his smile gets wider.

"Well I'll leave you two lovebirds to get to work." his mum winks at us.

We both blush "Mummmm!" Liam whines.

She chuckles and leaves.

"My mum is a bit embarrassing." he explains.

I nod and he leads me into his room. I enter his room and am creeped out.

His room looks almost exactly like mine. Except the colors are green and blue. Other than that, the same. He's a stalker.

"You can sit on the bed, I'll sit on the floor." Liam says.

I go over and sit down. He takes out the green notebook, pencil and says "Well I already did my part. You can start in yours."

"Ok, thanks for you know, starting on this otherwise Mrs. Willow's going to have a heart attack." I say with a smile. He chuckles. I start on the paper.

It takes me about twenty minutes to finish my part. We then work on our definition of sadness.

Finally we're done with our paper. It's now or never.

"Niall can I ask you something?" Liam asks nervously.

"Uh sure." I reply.

"Can you uh, tell me about your past and Tyler?"

I let out a sigh of relief. I don't think I would've been able to start this conversation.

"I don't mind. I'll tell you about my past...and Tyler."





Liam's POV

As Niall talks about his failed relationships, I think about how mean they were to him.

What kind of person makes his partner suffer? Especially one like Niall?

But when he explains how Tyler abused him, I clenched my hands in anger. How dare that asshole abuse Niall like that?! He had no right to! Oh hells no! That ass ain't getting away with this!! Time to bring on the Payne!! see what I did there? No? Well then.

I look at Niall and see the pain in his eyes and I want to hug him really badly.

I know he'll push me away but he needs a hug right now. I get up off the floor, sit next to him and carefully hug him. To my surprise he hugs me back tightly. He really needed this hug. His touch sends shivers down my spine and sets my stomach in a butterfly frenzy. Why?

He stops talking when he gets to the part when he found Tyler cheating on him.

That ass will pay.

"Niall?" I whisper.

"Yes Liam?"

"Why do you still have a picture of him if he hurt you?" I wonder thinking back to Thursday.

"I don't know. I know he hurt me but I still keep it. I guess as a reminder of my past."

"Niall you need to let your past go. There's no use in dwelling in the past."

"I know, I know. That's why I told you about my past." he mumbles.

I smile. He trusts me, at least a little bit. Baby steps.

We stay in a hugging position for a few minutes before there's a knock on my door.

"Boys? Dinner is ready. We're having spaghetti." my mum says.

Instantly Niall jumps up and heads for the door. Stops halfway and turns to me "Come on Liam! Let's go eat."

He's smiling widely. I smile get up and follow him downstairs until we get to the dining room. We sit down and my mum puts a plate in front of us.

"Thank you Mrs. Payne." Niall says politely.

"Niall.." my mom says in a warning tone. What did I miss?

"Thank you Karen." oh that. He must be sod oak is she has him calling her by her first name.

"Your welcome dear. Dig in. Oh and Liam? Nicola and Ruth won't be home until tuesday. They're at some sleepover." she informs me before leaving to the living room.

"I like your mom. She's nice, kind, loving and a great cook." Niall tells me.

"Thanks Niall. That's sweet of you."

He just nods and starts eating. He stuffs the pasta in his mouth, leaving a mess of sauce around his mouth. Childish. But it's cute.

This may sound creeperish but I don't care. As I eat, I steal glances of him. He chews his food happily and enthusiastically. I never seen someone be so excited about food. His cheeks turn a pink color when he doesn't get enough air because of the amount of food in his mouth. His eyes, they sparkle joyly, as if the food is his life. Which it probably is. The way his mouth chews the food, is captivating. Ok now that was just weird. But it's true. Soon he's done with his plate.

"Liammm?" he asks.

"Yes Nialllllll?" I mock him.

"Can I um get seconds?" he asks embarrassed.

"Of course. When it comes to food you are welcome to anything." I reply.

He smiles a beautiful smile at me, making my heart skip a beat. As soon as he gets up his phone rings. He answers.

"Hey mum...now?...Liam's house...sorry forgot to tell you...eating...ok...bye." he hands up grumpily.

"What's wrong?"

"I have to go." he says with a pout.

I have to control myself from kissing him until his perfect lips are numb and swollen.

Come on Liam. You got this. You're a big boy, you can do this. Resist the urge. Resist the Irish charm!!

"O-ok. See you at school Niall." I reply sadly.

Good boy Liam.

Shut up inner self!

"Yeah. See you. I had a great time. And thanks for listening to me." he thanks me.

We hug goodbye, I swear God or a leprechaun is giving me luck today. Thank you!!!

Niall lets go, and leaves saying goodbye to my mum as well.

As soon as he's out the door, I feel depressed. It's like he sucked the happiness out of me when he left.
I head up to my room after cleaning up the kitchen.

This morning I had dealt with my feelings and realized that I did like him. What about the challenge? What if I win and break his heart again?

But the question is....




Do I care enough enough about him to take that risk? And even more important...




Do I love him?