Running Away (Sequel to The Runaway)

Chapter 17

****Liam's POV****

I knocked on the guest room's door and hoped Niall didn't hate me too much and would open it for me. I stood outside the door and waited, resting my forehead against the panel and I heard the door click. I blinked in surprise and slowly turned the door knob and peeked in to find Niall sitting on the bed and looking at me. 

"Niall," I whispered ad he shook his head as I came in and sat next to him. 

"You hate me," I confirmed as he refused to meet my eyes and he took a deep breath and shook his head. 

"I could never hate you, even if I wanted to," he said, looking up at me for a brief second. I brushed back some of his loose blonde wisps and had no idea how I was going to force my angel Niall to go to go to a mental hospital. I wanted to do anything to prevent it, but I wanted Niall to get better and I feared the only option left was to get him real, professional help. 

"I don't want to make you go...really I don't Niall, but I love you too much to see you like this. I want my old Niall back; the Niall who was sarcastic, lazy, food and sex crazed, and who always knew how to lighten the mood," I whispered and Niall looked at me with raised eyebrows, but an unimpressed smirk. 

"Is that how you see me? Lazy? Sex crazed? Well...can you blame me for the sex part?" he asked and I rolled my eyes playfully as I kissed him quickly. 

"This doesn't make me change my mind Niall," I said softly, but seriously and he sighed with a slight nod. 

"Well what if I-" he started, but I shook my head as I gave him a kiss. I was surprised Niall wasn't angrier with me, but I didn't question it. 

"It's just a test anyways right?" Niall asked and I smiled slightly and nodded. I told Niall he was getting a test done...and he was...sort of. I had already called the institution and told them what was happening to Niall and they immediately decided that Niall needed to be admitted, but I told them it wouldn't be that easy, so they staged a test. It killed me to lie to Niall, but it was for the best. 

"Yep," I said, guilt eating away at me. I was already hurting enough knowing I was going to have to be alone without my beautiful Niall and now I was hurting because I was lying to him!

"You're not going to make me sleep alone now are you?" I asked, pecking his lips with a kiss and he shook his head quickly as he helped me up, shut off the lights, and took us down to our room where he quickly climbed in and patted the bed for me. I slowly climbed in as Niall flicked off the lights and he hugged me tight. 

"Think of how much you'll miss me and all this cuddling and stuff," Niall mumbled, his lips pressing clumsily to my neck and making my heart tighten and twist in pain. I closed my eyes tightly as I gently dug my fingers into his back. 

"Stop it Niall," I whispered and he looked up at me before kissing my jawline. 

"I'd miss you," he whimpered and I bit my lip as I looked down at the boy who had tears in his baby blues now and causing tears to erupt in my own eyes. 

"Stop," I practically begged and he buried his head in my neck and intertwined our hands. 

"I'm sorry, I'm just thinking realistically," he mumbled, only making the pain ten times worse considering the fact that he didn't know that tomorrow night he wasn't going to get to come home, and this was our last night to be together for...who knew how long. 

****Niall's POV****

I could tell Liam was uneasy, but he had nothing to worry about. Liam had signed me up for the test, and I knew that after I took it, I'd prove to everyone that I was sane and fine! Then maybe Liam would finally agree to get out of town for a while! I only had so much time...

"You still awake?" I asked quietly and Liam nodded gently as he let his hand run along my arm. I knew Liam wasn't going to get any sleep, and I couldn't sleep knowing he was so stressed out about absolutely nothing. 

"Go to sleep," I whispered softly as I brushed my fingers across his soft cheeks. 

"I could tell you the same thing," he grumbled, opening his eyes and looking at me with a slight smile. I stretched and gave Liam a kiss and he hugged me tight. I snickered softly and Liam gave me a look before he commented,

"What?"

"I could take your mind off of things for a little bit if you wanted," I grinned and Liam just eyed me before it turned into a playful eyeroll. I knew he was seriously trying to fight a smile and I rested my head up on his chest as I kissed his neck. 

"In a bit Niall, I'm going to go get something to drink," he said and I whined as he began to move. 

"No! Stop! You're so warm and cozy," I complained and he groaned as he held me tighter. He kissed my head and ran his fingers through my hair while he looked down at me and I saw absolutely nothing but unconditional love in his eyes and I wanted nothing more for him to be able to see the same thing in my eyes. 

"You know that I love you more than anything right? I really do. I know I say it over and over, but I really mean it," he blubbered and I kissed him quickly to stop him from starting a domino effect of cries. 

"I know Liam, I know. I love you just as much," I said, holding his face and making sure he saw it in me and heard it in my voice. 

"Why are you so perfect?" Liam growled, tearing my shirt off and pushing me down on the bed. 

A/N: I tried not to make it too terrible for you, but it's kind of bitter sweet because it's sappy Niam, but Liam also had Niall already admitted to the mental institution...maybe he'll change his mind?