Chapter 10:
Niall’s POV
I get out of bed and run out into the living room, grab a coat and start for the door. ‘Niall where are you going this late?’ my mom asks.
‘Liam’s. Can’t talk. Be back soon’ is all I say before running into the breeze of that spring night. I’m wearing black sweats, a white v-neck, a thin sweater jacket and white supras and I honestly could care less if anyone saw me. Liam had to know. I read over the message again, and again, and again trying not to freak out. I never liked Danielle just because she’s always been bossing Liam around making him go places I know for a fact he doesn’t like. I get sharing with your couple is a nice thing to do but not like that.
I get a call from Louis:
‘Niall I just saw you cross the street out of my window. Stop what you’re doing and think for a second. If you tell Liam right away you’re going to freak him out, he has to either find out by himself or we all go tell him but what you’re doing is crazy’ I look over to Louis’ house and see his shadow coming from the door. I hang up and go to him.
‘I don’t care what you think, he’s my best friend and I think he should know if that bitch is backstabbing him after all the love he’s given her. Call Harry and Zayn we’re all going to talk to him. Tonight!’ my voice sound so serious but pissed at the same time. I look at my watch as Louis and I race to the park and wait for the guys to get here. 10 pm.
After about 20 minutes we are all there. Thankfully we don’t live too far away from each other. I can see them all wearing the same look as me. Sweatpants, shirt, shoes. Harry is the only one with pussy cat pajama pants on. We all stare as he walks towards us. Each of us holding back a laugh.
‘Yeah yeah laugh away we have bigger problems’ he says. Making my eyes rage with fire. I can feel myself getting hotter and not because I’m sick, but because of the anger!
‘I say we just tell him, if she denies it than we have proof.’ Zayn says. I look over at his phone as he shows me the text Justin sent him.
-Hey Zayn hope you’re not too comfortable with your faggy new friends. Tell them I said hi and tell that new Liam kid to tie his girl up or I’ll have to bang her more than once this week-
‘That low life cunt bastar-‘ I start to say. Until Harry covers my mouth.
‘Stop swearing it’s not nice.’ He says reading over the text.
‘That bastard called us fags. Stupid son of a-‘ He says. Until Louis regains control and shuts him up.
‘I thought you said no cursing. At least I have an excuse. I’m Irish’ I say
‘Ok ok enough with the text, now how are we going to tell Liam?’ asks Louis.
‘I think we should just go with Zayn’s plan and go over there and tell him. We are his friends he has to believe us, right?’ says Harry and I nod my head.
‘But what if he overreacts, we can’t have him breakdown. Who’s going to stay the night wit him?’ Say Lou
‘I will. He’s been there for me and I’ll be there for him. It’s the least I can do after staying with me for almost 3 weeks in the hospital.’ They all nod and my suggestion and we start for his house.
I’m still furious how could anybody do this to Liam. Toy Story loving, puppy dog eyed, caring, gentle, perfect voice Liam! If someone were to break my heart I’d be ok because I know somewhere out there, my princess is waiting for me. No matter how many walls I built or excuses I put the girl will break them all down and conquer my heart. But Liam has no walls; he hasn’t wrapped his heart with barbwire or put it in a cage like mine. He just gives it all; he loves from the heart and not the eyes; he does anything for that one person who’s showed love back. He doesn’t deserve to have it broken. I do because I struggle with it. But not Liam.
