I'll always want you!

~*Chapter 15: Niall*~

AN: Niall's bedroom

I sat on my bed devastated. How'd this happen? What was Liam gonna think of me now after my mother called me whore? Oh, god, I hope he didn't believe a word she said. My hands started to shake again, and I almost started to cry again. I couldn't lose him even though I knew we'd never be more than friends but he truly did seem to care about me. I felt like I was in a box and everything was muffled. I could hear Harry and Greg talking. I looked over at them. What was Harry saying? Something about the cottage on his parents' property. Liam was standing next to me waiting. I was trying to stand up.

Oh my gosh , we were gonna have to walk by mother again! What if she starts calling me names again?

"Niall, come on sweetheart, let's go Greg's gonna walk out first and talk to your mum. Come Ni, it's ok. Let's go," Liam said as he helped me to feet. Harry came up and gave me hug. "Me and the arsehole have got your bags." He says nodding toward Louis making Liam and laugh. "I'll see you back at my house,ok sweets?"

I just smiled and nodded my head yes. I just wanted to be alone with Liam. I had to make him understand I wasn't the things my mother said I was.

As we walked out of my room and down the hall, I saw Greg standing over our mother. She was passed out on the sofa. Perfect. Why couldn't her arse have been passed out 30 minutes ago? I'm not surprised...this is just how my life goes. Another serving of shit served on a platter just for me. The Niall special this week, I guess.

Next thing I knew I was sitting in Liam's truck. He was standing outside talking to Louis and Greg. They all looked so pissed off. I was the cause of all of this,or should I say my drunken mother was the cause. I don't want anything bad to happen to her but but I also can't have her in my life.

Liam opened the door and hopped in his truck. Once he had started truck he turned on some music. I think he was trying to give me time to gather myself without there being an awkward silence. My god, could he be more perfect?

I had no idea where we were going. I was finally able to open my mouth to speak. "Um, can we go somewhere quiet to talk, Liam? Somewhere we can be alone if that's ok?

I noticed Liam tighten his grip on the steering wheel. "Of course, Niall. Is there anywhere you have in mind, sweetheart? We can go anywhere."

Just then an idea popped in my head.

"The canoes down at Griffith Park. I've always wanted to just sit in one and just think...it seems so peaceful," I said staring out the window. I was so afraid he just wanted to get rid of me.

"Niall, please look at me sweetheart," Liam ask using his hand to turn my face toward him.

"You've never been in a canoe?" Liam ask with that drop-dead smile of his. He made my heart hurt, but for all the right reasons. Oh please take this pain away Liam, please.....

I let out a small laugh. "Nope, but I've always wanted to go. Pretty stupid huh?"

Liam's smile got even bigger. God it was contagious, because next thing I was smiling back at him.

"What? What is it? I asked him, wanting to know why he was looking at me like that.

"It just that I get to take you on another first today. I need to write down all the the things you've never done before but want to do, Niall," Liam said as he took my hand in his. I decided I wouldn't try to pull my hand away this time. I was just gonna pretend we were together and this was the perfect first date. It was just me and Liam, together.

"Why do you need to know that?" I asked, confused but very curious as to where he was going with this.

"Well, because I wanna be the person who gives you, your first. I want to experience them with you so I can see that beautiful smile of yours light up every time you do something new. I wanna make all your dreams come true.

"Oh..."

Wow...I wasn't expecting that at all. Maybe Liam was different, and he might just be interested in more than what I was giving him credit for. Then again, maybe he was just interested in a friendship.

The thought of Liam and I never becoming closer than friends almost made me sick and ready to cry again.

As Liam pulled into the parking lot of Griffith Park, my heart started to beat faster than ever. Was I don't know if I was more nervous about the canoe ride or talking to him about my mother? It was clear he wasn't going to bring it up until I was ready to talk about it. I needed to do this. I HAD to do this.

"Gosh Liam,I never even asked if you had plans today. Im so sorry. I feel like shit now, just assuming you'd be able to spend the day with me," I said as I realized he might have actually had things to do today.

Liam let out a laugh that moved through my body and sent chills up and down my back. "Sweetheart, I'd much rather spend the day with you than run errands all day. I just need to swing by James Avery to pick something up and that's it. I'm yours for the whole day.

He looked at me and gave me a wink. Yep, my knees felt weak as I tried to walk down to where they rented out the canoes. Oh shit, with how my stomach was feeling, why the hell did I pick this? It just popped in my head...canoes. Jesus, watch me hurl right on him. Good going Niall, picking a damn canoe ride. Argh!!

As he was renting the canoes and getting our life jackets, my mind kept going back to what he said a few minutes ago. He needed to stop at James Avery? I wonder who's he's buying jewelry for. He said he didn't have boyfriend. Maybe it was his mum's birthday coming up or his grandmother's. It was driving me crazy! Why was it driving me crazy? It really was none of my business, but it was still driving me insane, wondering who the hell he would be buying jewelry for.

Just then I felt his hands on my shoulder he leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Are you ready to go on your first canoe ride, Ni?"

Yep, I knew it the moment I leaned back and felt his strong chest against my back, I was so fooked. I didn't even care how this might look to him. The feel of his hot breath on my face and the touch of his hands on my body... I needed to lean against him before my knees gave out. He turned me around and lifted my face up toward his. He smiled, leaned down and kissed...

....My forehead! What the hell! Shit! Why didn't he kiss me? I wanted him to kiss me so badly and earlier he tried to kiss me, but I stopped him. What changed?

Maybe it was what my mum said. Now I really felt sick,as he was walking me over and help me in the canoe.

Holy hell, don't let me puke dear lord...just please don't let me puke.

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