Love Vs. Lust (Niam Mpreg)

Chapter 2

Niall's POV

Tears streamed from my eyes as yet another male, strong and bold, voice bellowed through the dense dark alleyway. I attempted to look up, only for everything to be blurry from the excessive amount of tears that filled my eyes.

"What did I just say?" He said, slightly louder. I jumped at his deep voice and wiped my eyes, edging away from the two current bullies, one standing with his private out and the other with his jaw dropped. I only assumed they knew the man.

Once my vision cleared up, I looked the man over, it taking a minute for me to fully realize who he was. He was Liam Payne, founder of Payne Inc. Payne Inc. is one of the largest producers of everything. They have so many branches, computers and laptops, housing, dishing, jewlery and many other things. Mr. Payne lives in a house and the end of the street, one of the biggest houses in London. I walk past there once or twice a week to clean my clothes. But I honestly never thought he would be saving me.

Liam began to strike blows at both bullies face. Each one harder than the next blow. I tried to stop myself from sobbing because nobody likes a cry baby, but slowly tears kept streaming from my eyes.

Silence fell over the alleyway once again and I slowly glanced up at a panting Liam. Sweat beaded on his forehead, shimmering in the faint glow of the street light, the odd street light out of the dark alleyway. Liam was in a track suit, like he had been going for a run.

I watched him as he walked towards me, his hips swayed and his feet crossed one another. He offered me a hand.

"You okay mate? His raspy voice was not expected but I just nodded and took his hand. He lifted me up and we got awkwardly close. He just chuckled and took a step back. "Sorry mate, I get comfy with people easily, especially with attractive people." My cheeks flushed bright red and before I knew it I was giggling. I bite my lip hoping he wouldn't have heard that but just my luck he had and surprisingly started giggling with me.

"I hope you don't call me a stalker but some days I watch you perform. Is that clique? I know there is a line in some movie-"

"Twilight, when Edward is in Bella's room and he watches her sleep." I interrupted him because he was smirking as if he wanted me to interrupt. I looked down to hide my blushing. He was a very hot looking man and here he was saving my butt and having a conversation with me. 

"Uhm so I was just out on my run-" I was right. "and saw this, are you okay?" No.

"Yes." I lied. I just was almost forced to give a guy a blow job and saved all in a matter of three minutes, who would be okay. 

"Mmmm I don't like liars, where were you going? I could escort you." Lie, lie, lie.

"Uhm I was on my way home, I-I am just capable enough to get home." I mentally hit myself. What the hell did I just say?

"Again lies, like i've said i've been stalking you, I know you live under the bridge and I was really hoping to one time save someone like you because I have to ask you something. Would you like to stay at my place? It would be an honour if you would." He asked, giving me big brown eyes. he was asking me to stay with him? Shouldn't I be begging for a home? But now that it's been given to me I don't know if I should say yes without knowing the catch, because I mean there has to be a catch, for someone to give you a roof over your head, shelter without a catch is rare or maybe he's being actually nice and letting a poor homeless man into his home, or should I say no and have him begging or maybe if I say no it'll be a true relief  to him not to have to house a homeless man. I looked around and muttered a quiet 'yes'.

I smile spreads across his face giving me the shivers. 

"Great, this way, don't want to miss dinner now do we?" He takes my hand and drags me across unfamiliar streets, me having to run to keep up with him.