niam one shots

love, your lover

   niall was opening his locker as slowly as he coud monday morning. he really didn't want to believe that it was time for school again, but as he held his schedule for the school year in his hand, he knew it was true. 

   "mate, what's that?" his best mate harry pointed to a small folded sheet of pink paper already sitting in his otherwise empty locker.

   "i dunno," niall replied, posting his schedule up on the door with a magnent then grabbing for the note. 

the sparkle in your eye

the warmth of your skin

your breath on my neck

that shakes me within

     love, your lover

    "mate, that's kinda creepy," harry exclaimed from him. "who is it from?"

   "i don't know, you dolt! maybe that's why it says 'love, your lover'?'' niall smacked his friend over the head.

  "i wasn't thinking, sorry! who do you hope it is, then?"

   niall gazed across the hall to the boy that had caught his eye so many years ago. "you should know," niall murmured. liam was laughing at some joke that one of his mates had told. danielle, his girlfriend, hung off of his arm. she was giggling a bit as well. "but that will never happen. i gotta get to class, bye haz."

   harry still stood in the hall, long after niall left, staring at liam.

-

as i lie in my bed

your name running through my head

all i can think of is you

and all that you do

   love, your lover

  niall had another poem for him when he arrived back to school the next day. it was on blue paper this time, and it looked to be folded a bit more carefully. "are you sure these are even for me?" niall muttered to himself. or, he thought he was murmuring to himself.

   "oh, they're definately for you, lad," harry promised from behind him. niall jumped almost two feet in the air at the sound of harry's voice.

   "jesus, man!" niall almost yelled. when he received several angry glares, he quieted down. "how do you know that?"

   "because i know who's doing this. and they are most definately for you. just wait a bit. you'll find out soon," harry promised again.

   niall wasn't fond of promises. every time someone had ever promised something to him, it was broken. he gazed down the hall one more time to see liam's smiling face as he looked at his girlfriend in his arms. niall sighed.

   "there's no point in even finding out if it isn't who i hope," niall bit his lip at how cruel that sounded, but it was true. there was no point if it wasn't liam. niall had been in love with him since the second grade.

   "niall," harry scolded, "you've got to give them a chance. just because it might not be who you have a crush on-"

   "it's not a crush, harry!" he burst, tired of hearing his friend's words. "it does matter! i've been in love with him for almost ten years!" niall stormed down the hall and into the school yard.

   he didn't want to deal with harry's bullshit or liam's smiling face or danielle's giggles. he was done.

   "hey," a new voice said quietly. niall looked over at liam payne who was sitting down beside him. "i saw you storm out. are you okay?"

   "why do you care?" niall sniffed, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes. he had known and loved liam forever, and now, when he's trying not to break into sobs, this is when he notices him? "just go back inside, liam. it's gonna rain."

   "which is why," liam paused, looking up at the sky, "you should come inside with me. and how do you know my name?"

   "everybody knows youe name," niall rolled his eyes. "just go inside. i'll come in in a bit."

   liam looked uneasy. "it's really about to pour, niall. please come inside and we can hide in the bathroom and chat?"

   "h-how do you know my name?" niall asked, stunned.

   liam paled. "i-uh... louis and harry are friends? harry talks about you all the time," he said nervously. liam wasn't sure if he was ready to give up his secret. he wanted to, but he couldn't.

   "sure," niall snorted. "go inside, liam. i want to sit in the rain and sob for a while."

   liam sighed dejectedly and looked up once more. "i'll hold you while you sob if you come inside with me? and i won't ask questions."

   all niall ever wanted was for liam to hold him. so he didn't protest when liam stuck out a hand to help him up.

-

   niall didn't get another note the next day. or the next. after a week, the notes had stopped comepletely. he didn't know whether to be relieved or upset. niall decided to be relieved, since he still found it a bit creepy.

   niall's mind still flashed back to when liam held him. he fit so right in the elder boy's arms, like it was meant to be. and as far as everything when with niall, it was.

   but liam still held and laughed and smiled with danielle in the hallways, and he figured all hope was lost. that is, until liam was alone one day. louis and zyan were around him, sure, but danielle was gone, and niall couldn't have been happier.

   "i need to talk to you," liam begged as he approached niall in the hall. "come with me."

   liam pulled niall into the school yard, which was empty. "look, i know i really have no right to say anything because i haven't talked to you but once, but i really, really like you niall," liam stammered. "i've wanted to talk to you forever. i just never had the guts to do it. i was the one sending you the letters, niall."

   the blond snorted. "are you sure you've got the right boy? or, gender?"

   "i know i've got the right boy. it's you, niall. it's always been you," liam promised.

   "please don't promise me anything," niall said sadly. "every promise is easily broken."

   "then i won't promise. i'll just do this."

   liam grabbed niall by the neck and connected their lips.

.-.

   i've got two more to do. idk if i'll do them tonight, but if not, i'll do them tomorrow

   i've got a major headache, i'm sorry

   [i want my lovely back]

  i'm pathetic sorry

   1081 words

   (18/06/14)