Maybe It Was Meant To Happen ~ larry mpreg au ~ book 1

39. This is the worst Valentine's Day I've ever had

NIALL

Niall was laying on his bed feeling sorry for himself. It was fucking Valentine's Day and he was alone in his room eating ice cream from the carton, like a teenager who didn't get invited to her prom, it was pathetic.

Not that he had ever had a romantic Valentine's Day, but at least the last two years he had gone out to have fun and ended up meeting someone who had taken his mind off a certain brown hair boy, at least for the night. This year he hadn't even been in the mood to do that, so he stayed all day in his room with only food to keep him company.

Ever since he told Harry and Louis the truth about what had happened between Liam and him, which was a little over a week ago, Louis had been nagging him to tell Liam what he really felt, but he couldn't, he was too afraid of rejection. So he had just avoided him like the plague and whenever they bumped into each other in the flat, he just ran and locked himself in his room.

It was Valentine's day night and Liam was out, which probably meant he was on a date with that Gabby girl and they were probably end up kissing and god knows what, and Liam was eventually going to fall in love with her and forget about Niall completely.

Sometimes he wished nothing had ever happened between them, and that everything had just stayed platonic. Niall's heart hurt a hundred times worse now than ever, because now he knew what it felt like to kiss Liam and to have him hold his hand and say nice things to him. Having that and loosing it was the worst feeling he had ever experienced.

Why did his love life suck so much? Why couldn't he have something like Harry and Louis had? Right now, Harry was probably giving Louis that promise ring he bought the other day when he was with him, and Louis was probably crying because of Harry's cheesy speech about how much he wanted to be him forever and blah blah blah.

Niall sighed.

"This is the worst Valentine's Day I've ever had" he mumbled.

He finished the chocolate ice cream and turned the lights off, thinking the sooner he fell asleep, the sooner the stupid day was going to end.

He was tossing and turning in bed trying to fall asleep when he heard the front door of the flat opening and then closing and he heard footsteps, but it was only one pair. At least Liam hadn't brought that girl to their flat, that would have been the cherry on top of the worst day ever.

Liam's footsteps stopped right outside his door, Niall could see his shadow under the door.

"Niall" Liam said and knocked on the door softly.

What the hell did he want? Tell him about how great his fucking date was?

Niall didn't say a word, he stayed frozen in his bed waiting for Liam to go away.

"Niall open up please" Liam insisted.

Niall stayed silent, he didn't want to see him, not today.

"Come on Ni, I need to talk to you" Liam said and knocked again.

"Go away Liam" Niall finally spoke.

"I'm not going anywhere until you open the door".

"Good luck with that" said Niall.

"Please Ni, I need to tell you something" Liam begged.

Niall didn't know what to do, should he open the door? What did he want to tell him? Was he going to say: Thank you for a nice month I found someone else so have a good life?

"I don't care, leave me alone".

"Please angel" Liam said softly

Niall's throat tighten. Liam had called him that only twice before, and both times that simple word had given Niall hope that maybe the thing they had could be going somewhere.