Love Vs. Lust (Niam Mpreg)

Chapter 1

The sun was shining over the boulevard. Everywhere there were happy people enjoying the warm weather. Children played by the fountain at the square, their parents drunk something in the pubs and everyone enjoyed the music of the artists that were playing.

On the square there was a boy with dyed blond hair, you clearly saw it was colored by the brown roots on the top of his head. In front of him laid his blue snapback with Derby, his favorite team, on it; written in yellow letters. In his left hand Niall, that was the name of the lad, held a guitar. Niall strummed on his instrument a little to warm up. The bloke with blue eyes was enjoying the light in his face and smiled cheerfully to the people.

When Niall had practiced enough, to his feelings, he began to sing the first notes of his favorite artist; Stuck in the moment by Justin Bieber. The blond boy sang every note and lyrics with feeling. People stopped to listen to Niall and were touched by his soft voice with a clearly recognizable Irish accent. Many coins were thrown in the snapback; every time Niall saw it he nodded and grinned friendly.

Fortunately, people were not averse towards Niall. The dyed blond haired bloke wasn't so rich and the only income he had were his performances on the street. Niall washed his clothes in the river that resulted at the end of the city, the blue eyed boy could sometimes shower at the place of a friendly, but very old man. Yet, Niall loved his life. He loved the fact the people liked his voice and some were even a little bit a fan of him. Although, the blonde Irish boy didn't know why they liked to heard it. Niall doubted often his own voice, and sometimes the boy didn't want to go to the square because he loathed the attention very much.

There was also another reason why the young street musician hated it often to perform on the square. Some days there were guys jeering and even physically battering him. Every time it happened when the pubs locked and when there were no other people on the street anymore. Niall left lately early to avoid the boys.

"Thanks," the blond haired boy with brown roots nodded. "Are there some requests?"

For a time there was silence in the audience. Niall saw how people were thinking about which song they liked. The blond-haired boy also realized there was a big taboo around music. People often judged others to which artist they listened and thus Niall knew the audience first thought about what they would say. The boy with ocean blue eyes was curious about the songs that would be proposed; that way he could form an image about the person. A musical taste often said far more than people thought about the person.

To break the silence a little, Niall strumming on his guitar. The blond-haired boy hated it when it was quiet, he loved sound around him. Usually, that of music. The street musician saw how the people appreciated it he cared for music.

"I have a request," Niall recognized the voice but couldn't tell exactly where he had heard it before. "I want you to keep your mouth shut."

The crowd immediately changed their facial expressions from happy, cheerful to surprised and disgusted by the boy. The person who did the special request, stepped forward. Niall froze. He recognized the lad. Niall looked him straight in the eyes, the blond-haired boy refused to let his fear show. Although, Niall felt his heart beat, he felt his hands tremble and how hot it was. But, the ocean blue eyed boy was doing at that moment something brave.

"Thanks for requesting," Niall didn't avert his gaze. "I'm going to play a last song. Here's Say something from Christina Aguilera."

At that time, Niall looked straight into the eyes of the person who teased him constantly. The blonde boy with the brown roots started singing, it was heavenly. Niall hit the high notes of the song even higher because he wanted to show the bloke what he could do. The blue-eyed boy saw how the bully his fists clenched, how angry he was by Niall's action. Niall smirked. When the song was in the end, the street musician stared again in the eyes of the guy.

"Thanks," Niall bowed. "It was nice to see you here."

The blue-eyed boy waved again, then he started to pack his things. Today was the day that Niall could take a shower with the old man and could eat delicious food. Niall walked quickly towards the house, regularly the boy looked over his shoulder. He wondered whether the bloke which he had challenged would follow him. Relieved Niall took a deep breath when he arrived at the house. The boy didn't follow him. Niall knocked hard on the door.

"Neil!"

Richard, the old but friendly man, always said Niall's name wrong. Niall didn't correct him, the blond-haired boy knew he had a good intention. Niall shook the hand of Richard, then the boy walked inside.

"Thanks for letting me come," Niall thanked the old man every time. "I appreciate it."

"Do you want to do something for me?"

The blond-haired boy heard the cane on the floor tapping, Niall observed how the old man walked towards his closet in the living room and took his wallet. Richard then walked painfully back. The old man took some money from the wallet.

"I forgot to go to the store," Richard explained the situation. "Would you just go?"

Niall nodded his head. The blond-haired boy didn't want, because of the guy who he challenged. However, he felt he had to go. Richard had done so much for him that he couldn't say no. Niall took the money and the list of supplies that the old man needed. The blond-haired boy greeted Richard fast, then Niall went back toward where he had come.

Niall stepped brisk. In the meantime, the dyed-haired boy hummed a song to control his nerves. Niall knew he still had to go through a dark alley to go to the store; it was the shortest way. Niall didn't want to go too far around. When he walked through the alley Niall heard his own footsteps echoing which made it all even scarier.

Niall was almost at the end when he felt a hand on his mouth suddenly. The dyed blond haired boy wanted to scream, but his assailant pressed even harder his hand on his mouth. Niall felt himself pulled into a side street of the alley, a place where no one came much. The blond-haired boy was pushed on the icy cobbles of the street. Niall felt a stab of pain through his knees and saw not much later blood oozing out.

"Do you really think that you can talk to me like that?"

Niall knew immediately who had treated him; it was the boy who Niall had challenged. The blond-haired boy realized immediately that he shouldn't have done this. Niall immediately gasped for breath when he got a kick in the stomach.

"I shouldn't have done it," Niall begged, hoping to obtain mercy. "I know, but-"

"Shut up!"

This time Niall got a huge smash from a fist in his face. Blood poured from his nose, his eyes were swollen. The blond-haired boy felt the sting of tears in his eyes, but refused to let his emotions show. Niall folded into a fetus, he covered as much as possible his face with his hands and his belly with his knees to avoid serious damage.

"I have something better in mind," the other boy, who Niall unrecognized, muttered. "Look."

The street musician heard one of his assailants unbuckling his belt. Niall felt the sweat flowing down his face, he knew what was coming but refused to do it. Niall knew they would then still murder him and he didn't want to die like that. The blond-haired boy was pulled back up through the bloke he had challenged.

"Suck!"

Niall felt the lad grabbing him in the hair and then pushed him closer to the private arena of his friend. The boy blunt Niall in his knees so that he fell over. Now the street musician was at the same height of the male part. Niall was preparing for the worst, he closed his eyes.

"What do you think you are doing?"