Chapter 44

Chapter 44:

 

-          Liam’s POV –

 

Day 59:

Niall grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the line. I thought he was going to stop once we were in the garden but he didn’t. He kept running; pulling me with him. My heart was starting to pound out of my chest.

Why is he here..?

I tried to get a look at his face to see what he was thinking but he was too far in front of me. He was squeezing my hand so tightly. That little voice in the back of my head was telling me that he was claiming me as his. I found myself blushing at the idea.

I opened my mouth to speak but the words wouldn’t come out. I sped up so that I was finally running beside him and he shot a sideways glance at me; his eyes finally meeting mine. He quickly averted his gaze and we suddenly ran behind a line of food vendors. We slowed down and Niall pulled me into a side alley between two buildings. Once we were out of sight he slammed me up against a wall and pinned his hands on either side of my head. His eyes locked onto mine. We were both gasping for air.

“Wh-What’s going o-“ I started but he cut me off.

“Yo.. ca... ch..se..er...” He panted. He clenched one of his fists next to my head.

What..?

“What? I didn’t hear y-“ I started. He punched the wall next to my head.

“You can’t choose her over me!” He yelled. His face had twisted into a pained expression. My eyes widened and he fell forward; resting his head on my shoulder and staring down at the ground. Everything fell silent for a moment and I could hear nothing but our heavy breathing and screaming far off in the distance. Niall slowly unclenched his fist.

“Don’t leave me...” He whispered. “...I can’t take you leaving me.”

I heard him draw in a choked breath and I realised that he was crying. My heart felt like it was about to break. My body started to move on its own. I slowly raised my finger to his chin and lifted his head so that he was facing me again. Our eyes met and I felt my heart stop completely. We were so close. We stared back at each other then I saw Niall’s eyes slowly drift from mine down to my lips. He tilted his head slightly and started leaning in.

This can’t be happening.

Niall closed his eyes and I did the same as he leant even closer. I could feel his breath on my lips and I started leaning forward as well.

“LIAAAAMMM!! NIAAAALLLL!!” I heard a female voice scream. I shot my eyes open to see Niall already pulling away from me. He grabbed at his hair and screamed out.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” He cursed. He looked ridiculously pissed. I glanced over to where the voice had come from and saw at least forty fans charging towards us. Niall quickly turned to face me:

“It’s too dangerous for the two of us to be out together, I’ll meet you back at the house later.” He rushed before cursing again under his breath and running off down the alley in the opposite direction from the fans. It took me a second to pull myself together before I realised that I had to run as well. I bolted down the alley after him and out into a courtyard area. I span around; searching for Niall, but he was already gone.

“LIAAAAMM!!” I heard a bunch of girls scream from behind me. I span around to see that another huge group was coming towards me from my right; the first group now coming up from inside the alley behind me.

Shit. Where the hell did they all come from?!

I had to get out of here before someone got hurt. I groaned.

Everything’s going wrong, as always.

I caught sight of a first aid office to my left and I sprinted for it; bursting in through the door and locking it behind me. I barricaded my back against the door while gasping for air and looked up to see two medics staring back at me.

Whoops.

I explained my situation to them and they agreed to let me stay while they called security to disperse the fans. I was trapped for what felt like forever. I clenched my jaw. This wasn’t where I wanted to be right now. I wanted to be back in that alley with Niall; continuing whatever it was that we were about to do.

I just wanted to get home.

-          Niall’s POV –

Day 59:

I ran out of the alleyway to see another group of fans coming at me from the right. I scanned the courtyard and saw a path leading to another attraction directly in front of me on the other side of the courtyard. I sprinted forward; jumping over a set of park benches as I ran, and headed off down the pathway. After about ten minutes of running I finally reached the park exit. I was about to run through the gate when a hand grabbed my shirt and pulled me behind the ticket booth. I turned around to see someone that I’d never expected to see again.

Amy.

 

-          Liam’s POV –

Day 59:

I finally made it home at around eight thirty that night. Traffic had been backed up all throughout the city because of a blackout on the east side, which, by my luck, my cab had to drive through to get back home. I’d had to wait for ages for the parks’ security to get rid of all the fans before I could leave, and when I’d finally escaped; I’d managed to get stuck in traffic for three hours.

Good job Liam.

I slid open the front gate and walked up to the house; pausing on the doorstep with my hand frozen on the doorknob. Niall’s face from back in the alleyway flashed through my head. I gulped.

...what am I about to walk into..?

My heart started to pound out of my chest as I jerked the handle down and stepped inside. I heard laughing coming from the living room and I rounded the corner to find Harry, Louis, and Zayn happily chatting away on the couches. Harry smirked back up at me:

“How’s Niall?” He teased. My eyes widened.

How did he know- Wait a second.

“...he’s not home yet?” I asked slowly. Harry furrowed his eyebrows.

“Isn’t he with you?” He asked; puzzled. I started to feel nervous.

“No... We got mobbed at the theme park... he was supposed to meet me back here.” I mumbled.

“Oh, so then you two didn’t...” Harry trailed off; looking disappointed.

“Didn’t what..?” I asked. Harry ran a hand through his hair and sighed.

“You know what, I’m just gonna say it. I told him that you went to the amusement park with Sarah but then I accidentally let it slip that Sarah was your ex; which he apparently didn’t know, and he freaked. He bolted out of here the second that I’d said it.” Harry said bluntly. I actually took a staggered step back as I took in what Harry had just told me.

Niall had run out after me once he’d heard that Sarah was my ex?

“Wait, wait, wait. Why the hell would Niall freak out about that?” Zayn cut in. Louis shook his head and waved a hand at Zayn dismissively.

“Oh god Zayn, give it a rest. No one’s got time to catch you up on this shit right now.” Louis groaned. Zayn shut his mouth and looked almost hurt. He pouted and sank back into his chair; folding his arms across his chest. Harry chuckled.

“So then you two didn’t..?” He continued. That little voice that had been whispering to me in the back of my head this entire week was telling me that Niall had been jealous. I clenched a fist; refusing to let myself believe it.

“I told you. We were mobbed.” I gritted through my teeth. Harry sighed and shook his head:

“Well, why don’t you call him and find out where the hell he is then?” He asked. I reached for my phone. It was actually a good idea. I unlocked it and hit Niall’s number on my favourites list, then held the phone up to my ear and waited. Seconds later we all heard a feint ringing coming from upstairs. My heart skipped a beat.

Is he here..?

I turned and bolted up the stairs towards where the sound was coming from. I followed it to his bedroom and rounded the corner, only to find his phone buzzing away on his bedside table.

Shit.

I don’t know why, but I walked over to his phone and unlocked it to see my number pop up, probably out of habit. My eyes widened the second I saw the screen though and I collapsed onto his bed; dropping his phone beside me onto the mattress.

Niall had that picture of the two of us staring into each other’s eyes on the balcony set as his wallpaper.

That little voice from the back of my head was now full on screaming at me. The words that Niall had said earlier in the alley started circling my head:

“You can’t choose her over me!” “Don’t leave me...” “...I can’t take you leaving me.”

I grabbed at my hair; trying to refuse to let myself get my hopes up, but that voice in the back of my head was too strong.

Everything clicked.

Niall loved me back.

I sat there on his bed; frozen, for what was probably hours. I couldn’t breathe.

The idea that Niall loved me back had always seemed like an impossible concept to me, and now that I'd found out that it was true, I just couldn't get my head around it.

Eventually I stood up and made my way downstairs and into the living room. The other’s had apparently gone out or something, because the house was empty. I sat down on the couch and waited for Niall to walk in through the door. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was already quarter to eleven.

Where the hell is he..?

I laid down on the couch and stared up at the ceiling; Niall’s face now the only thing left in my mind. Eventually I ended up drifting to sleep.

Niall didn’t come back home that night.