"Liam," I groan, trying to make him stop so I can stabilize myself. "Liam, please," I whine again.

"Sorry, were you saying something Nialler?" Liam inquires. He pulls away so that he's just resting his chin in my shoulder and I can't feel his breathing against my neck any longer.

"I love you and all, but I needed you to stop or I wouldn't have been able to support my own weight anymore," I explain. I don't mind you holding me, though. Feeling your heart racing in time with my own... I actually have to force myself to focus on the matter at hand.

"Sorry, Niall," Liam mumbles, removing me from his grasp and taking a step back.

I spin on my heel and take a step forward, crashing into his chest while snaking my arms around his waist. "I didn't tell you to let go," I point out when I look up and see the confusion on his face.

After a few minutes of just standing there in silence, enjoying being in Liam's arms with him  in mine, Liam sighs. He unwraps my arms from around himself, taking my hands in his while moving away from me slightly. "I'm sorry, Niall, but it's time for me to go," he says.

"It's alright," I reply, struggling to keep myself together.

"I love you, Ni." Liam smiles at me, but it doesn't reach his eyes

And I'm sure my expression mirrors his. "I love you, LiLi."

Long after the love of my life has gathered his things and left, I'm still standing in the middle of his room. I can feel the warmth of fresh tears streaming down my face, leaving a trail of wetness on my cheeks and salty taste on my lips. There is no way I'll be able to handle another year of feeling like this.

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(a few days later)

"@Real_Liam_Payne and @DaniellePeazer are the cutest couple ever twitpic.com/nhP32sfg9a*"

"@Real_Liam_Payne u nd danii r so flackin adorableee"

"@Real_Liam_Payne ur gf is rlly pretty"

"How's your vacation @Real_Liam_Payne @DaniellePeazer?"

"@daniellepeazer @real_liam_payne just get married already xo"

I slam my laptop closed to spare myself the torture of reading Liam's twitter mentions again. I love Danielle for taking all the hate from the more eccentric fans, but I can't stand seeing the comments from the fans who adore her. Especially the ones who agree with that last tweet, which is a lot according to the number of Retweets and Favorites it has.

It doesn't help that Li and I are at that part in our relationship where we share everything. It would probably be harder to stalk his mentions if I didn't have access to his twitter account, y'know? It's easier to see the supportive tweets to Li and Dani than the ones about 'Niam'... There are some, though. If there weren't I would probably give up on twitter all together.

"What are you doing in here, Nialler?" a voice asks from the doorway to my flat.

"I could ask you the same thing, Hazza," I retort, turning to face the curly-haired intruder.

"I need someone to talk to and you were my first option," he tells me.

Me? Why me? Harry always goes to Louis or Zayn... "Are you and Lou fighting?" I raise an eyebrow at him, emphasizing my confusion.

"No, no..." Harry hesitates as if he's not sure what to say. "How do you... Cope... Not being open to the public... You know, about being gay and all...?"

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