Light On {Niam Love Story}

Fifteen- [Part One]

A/N: 'Sup, babes? First off, check out that cover! Obviously, it's a new one. It was made by a friend of mine, 'oneddesire', who I mentioned in Chapter Thirteen, I believe. If you guys have time, you should definitely check out her fic, Bulletproof, because it is literally the definition of perfection. Anywhore. Meant to squeeze out this earlier, but it's all good because it's long? As you can see, this part has been split into two. I know I did this earlier, but I didn't want to rush, or make the story too long, because I DO want to make a sequel. Do you guys want one? 'Cause I do. Anywho, the song for this chapter is Notes in Constellations by Chiodos because...Chiodos is just perfect, okay? This is dedicated to 'UShouldSmileItsFun' because I love her fic, and I swear I almost fainted when I saw she was reading this. Oh, yeah, I thought I should warn you about this chapters - because it contains 'OMG NOUIS AND ZARRY FEELS', okay? There is also a bit of mature content, but nothing too detailed. Enjoy, babes! x

"But I've melted away, like snow, into the ground. I told her, I've gotta go. I've gotta go."

Louis slammed on the breaks almost as fast as his eyes blew wide open. Before he could have any other drivers blare their horns at him, he swerved to the side, sending his car into the grass and gravel at the side of the road. He yanked his keys out of the ignition, and for a couple seconds, just stared at Niall. Like it was some kind of morbid joke.

"Niall?" he whispered, and grabbed Niall's chin, causing him to flinch. "Niall...what?"

Niall swatted his mate's hand away, and tried to look away, "You heard me. Do you really want to make me repeat it?"

Niall's voice cracked and his words were slow. He was shaking - not violently, it looked as if he were on a simple caffine buzz. He was noticeably biting his lower lip, and fiddling with his skinny fingers. His eyes were downcast, like he was ashamed to meet his friend's gaze.

Louis, ignoring all of Niall's soft sniffles, grabbed the blonde's face, "Niall, tell me right now - who the hell did this to you?"

"I-I don't know," Niall whispered, as tear after tear streamed down his porcelian face. "I don't know."

Louis almost choked, "Niall...Niall, did this happen the night you left the club early?"

Niall remained silent. It was bad enough having the memory constantly weigh on his mind, but did he really have to talk about it? He hoped Louis would just let it go.

"Answer me, Niall."

Niall buried his face in his hands, trying to avoid the question as long as possible. But when Louis grabbed his wrists and forced him to look up, Niall lost it, "Yes, okay?! Fucking yes! It happened the night we went clubbing! Are you happy?!"

No matter how much he didn't want to, Niall cried.

"I'm sorry," Louis muttered quietly. "Niall, please don't cry. I'm sorry."

Ashamed, Niall sniffled and wiped the tears away. Unfortunately, they just kept falling. When Louis tried to pull him in for a hug, he was roughly shoved away - so hard, he almost hit the door behind him. But, for a reason he could not explain, he regained himself, and practically launched himself to Niall, wrapping his arms around the blond - so tight, Niall could hardly breathe.

"L-Lou," he gasped. "I c-can't-"

He let out a long, high squeal when he felt his best mate's lips meet his own. But that didn't mean he pulled away. Oh, quite the contrary.

Liam didn't love him, Harry loved everyone - so what was wrong with kissing Louis?

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Harry had waken from his unconscious state, to find Liam had gone.