-Liam's POV-
Looking down at Niall's sleeping body, I couldn't help but think this was the perfect ending to the perfect day. I got to see him as a merman (which, techinclly speaking, is like seeing him naked), we cooked some food together, I learned a bit more about him, we snuggled and he told me he loved me! That was the best. Even though he only meant in the platonic way, I put it in the way that I liked him more than a friend. I didn't love him yet, it was too early to tell, but I could defiantly see myself falling in love with that little blondie.
After Niall had fallen asleep, I shut my laptop, and leant over him to place it on the floor, before snuggling back into him. I didn't think Niall would have been very comfortable in his clothes, but apparently he was comfortable enough to sleep in them. I could always lend him so other cloths in be morning too, even youth they might be a little big on him. Smiling, I pressed my lips onto the top of his head, before tugging him even closer. We were so close that you couldn't fit a peice of paper inbetween our tangled bodies. I felt his steady heart beat on my chest, and felt his strong arms around me, I smiled biger. Shutting my eyes, I let sweet unconious take me over.
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I would love to say that I woke up with the sunshining, and the birds chirping, but that would be as far from the the truth as you can get. What actually happened was, I was sleeping blissfully, when Niall accidently kicked me in the stomach. I'm pretty thankful it wasn't lower down, though.
"Ughhh... Ni..." I groaned, clutching my stomach. He continued sleeping.I glared slightly at him, but it immdeatily fell from my face. His hair was devilishly sprewn over his forehead, and he honestly looked like an adorable baby penguin.
"Yer starin'...There somethin' on me face?" Niall asked, keeping his eyes closed. His morning voice was rough and scratchy, with his Irish coming through extra strong.
I shook my head, "No, nothing. Just admiring the beauty in front of me." My voice oozed with senicerity.
A small grin brook over Niall's face, and he cracked his eyes open, to showcase those wonderful, vibrant baby blue eyes. "Yer just bein' nice."
I shook my head agian and smiled. "Nope. I don't lie."
Niall must've decided that was the end of that conversation, and moved on. "Sorry about falling asleep on you last night."
"It didn't bother me one bit." I laughed, "You're quite the warm and comfy person."
Niall's cheeks flushed in a bright red. "S-Sorry..."
I smiled at him. "Ni. It's fine. You wanna barrow some clothes? I'm just gonna hop in the shower, I would offer you but...-"
"I'd turn into a merman." He finished for me. "Thanks for letting me borrow some clothes though."
I shurgged, and detanlged myself from him. "No problem Nialler."
I walked into the bathroom, and turned the water on. Well I waited for it to get warm, I stripped out of my clothes that I had fallen asleep in, then got into the shower when it was hot enough. I quickly soaped my body and washed my hair, and then stepped back out.
Wrapping a towl around my waist lowly, I looked around for my clothes. "Crap..." I muttered, I forgot to bring in my clothes. Thinking about it for a few seconds, I decided to just go with it, and walked out.
"Li- Oh" Niall squeaked well looking my body up and down. Normally, I didn't really boast about my body, but I couldn't help but smirk when Niall's eyes raped over my abs, arms and down to the low slung towel. His eyes shots back up to my face with bright cheeks.
"Liking what you seen?" I asked, smirking more.
Niall winked, then nodded thoughtfully. "I think I'd give your body... An 8."
I mocked hurt, and grabbed my chest. "Ouch, Ni, that one hurt."
He shurgged, "the truth hurts, love. Anyways, can I borrow these?" He held up a pair of old jeans, and a plaid shirt.
I shurgged. "All yours. Though, the shirt might be a little big... The pants are old, so they might fit you."
Niall nodded. "You mind if I use the washroom..? I also gotta go pee..." Laughing, I moved out of the way to let him go in. "Thanks."
"No problem." I said, getting changed into some light ripped jeans and a grey top. I messed my hair up slightly with my hand and just decided to leave it there. I picked my bag up from my chair (I had a spell on it, to always appear there anytime after 10PM... It's a tricky one, but I had mangaged to do it) and put my text books in. According to my shedule, I had geometry with May, Niall and Zayn, then anthroplogy with Niall and Louis, Modern World History with Zayn and May, then P.E. (swimming) with Harry and Niall. After that, it was an afternoon of getting to 'stubly' staring at Niall's bare and sexy chest. Yummy naked Nialler. I tossed in the text books I needed just as Niall was coming out. "There's some ceral in one of the cupboards if you want some, or there's some leftover salmon if you want that, in the fridge."
"Thanks," he said, fishing through the cupboards, look for ceral. "Loo's free incase you couldn't tell."
I laughed softly, and went into the bathroom, to brush my teeth and actually brsh my hair. If you could call it that. All I really did was roughly pull the brush through my hair a few times, and then I was done.
Niall was putting his bowl in the sink when I walked out, and grabbed an apple from the fridge, and bit into it. "Ready to go? We've got geometry first period."
Niall groaned loudly. "You're kidding me, right?! I hate Maths! And, I have to go get my bag and textbooks... Damn it."
Smiling at him, I muttered under my breath "Ianuae Magicae sacculo" and, after a few seconds, Niall's bag appeared in front of us.
"Dude! That's freaking awesome!" He exclaimed. "What'd you say?"
"Ianuae Magicae sacculo" I repeated louder. "It means 'teleport bag' in Latin."
"You speak Latin?" Niall asked, picking the bag of the ground, since it had fallen.
I gave me a 'are-you-kidding-me' look. "Niall..." I said cationusly, as if I was speaking to child. "I'm in a Latin class. One that you join me in."
He laughed. "I know. I'm in that class, but I still don't speak Latin. I usually sleep." I shook my head disaprovingly. "What? I'm no wizard, I don't neeed to speak Latin."
Putting my bag on my own shoulder, I ushered us out, closed the door behind me and began walking to our first class together. "How are you suppose to pass the class?" With that, Niall stopped, and turned around to look at me with the world's cutest puppy dog face. I closed my eyes, knowing how this went the last time. "No way. Nu-huh."
"B-But... Y-You don't want me to fail, do you Lili?" He asked, his voice was oozing cuteness again.
I groaned loudly. "Niall..."
He puffed, and I cracked an eye open. He had stopped with the puppy dog face. "Fine. I'll fail and it'll be all your fault."
"You won't fail if you do the work, Ni," I pointed out, stopping in front of the door. It was still a couple minutes until class, so we were the only ones there. Apparently nobody wants to be early for geometry. Understandable. I may be smart (I'm not boating) and all that, but even I hated that class. I suppose that having Nialler in the class would make it a little more bareble then it usually would.
He pouted more. "Well... Whatever!"
Just then, May rounded the corner well getting a piggyback from Zayn. "Onwards my peasant!"
"I'm not your peasant! Damnit May!" Zayn said, slightly angry, slightly amused.
May-Ev glared at him. "Oi, prissy pants. You're talking to the woman who's foot is at your penis. I won't piss me off." As if to prove her point, May moved her foot so it brushed over his friend.
"Fine, fine." Zayn said, "I don't need you hitting the jews. I may not be able to make child with them, but I can still use them for fun- OW!!" Zayn's voice went very high-pitched at the end, as May had roughly hit him with the back of her high heel boots in... His friendly place.
"That was very rude, Zayniekins." She said, disaprevoingly, but in the voice a mother would use to address their child. She hopped off of his back, then smoothed out her top. May was wearing- what looked like to be- one of Zayn's plaid shirts, one of her thight vests, some skiny jeans and really funky high heels. Oi, I'm allowed to pay attention to this stuff. I'm gay. Well, bi. But still.
Zayn shot her a look, and groaned in pain. "May... That wasn't... Funny..." He panted out in pain. "You have no idea what it feels like to be hit in the jewels."
May gave him a serious look. "How do you know I'm not male? I could have balls. In fact, I do."
My eyes widdened, and Zayn's jaw dropped. "Wh-what!?" Niall asked, both eyes wide, and jaw dropped.
"They're higher up, idiots." She said, guestering to her chest. Oh. "Now, class? Yes."
Zayn's face turned slightly pink, before nodding and entering the class with May behind him.
"Holy crap, I thought May was serious and that she was actually a guy for a second there." Niall muttered, walking into the class and taking a seat at the back, behind Zayn.
I sat beside him and behing May, nodding. "Yeah. Can you image May male?"
"We should call her something like Marcus from now on." Niall snickered slightly.
I shook my head, but was refrained from answering him because the techer had walked in. Time for my favourite lesson. Not.
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What. The hell. Was that? I was just about read to kill myself. 65 minutes of the most annoying class every. Yes, it may be shapes, but it got freaky when you were in uni level. I was most definatly not taking that next year.
"I understood none of that." Niall said, as we walked out with the rest of the class.
May furrled her eyebrows. "How could you not? Math's easy." The three of us guys gave her a weird look. "What?"
"You are kidding us, right?" Zayn asked, stopping.
May stopped as well, and shook her head, letting her curls fly. "No, I'm being serious."
Niall shoot her a look. "Absuloetly not! Math is just... Wrong!"
"It's not that bad..." I trailed off, trying to help May out.
Both NIall and Zayn looked at me as if I was crazy. "We have class anyways, Zaynie, and you get to carry me." May said, smirking, twiriling her finger in the universal sign lanuage to turn around.
"I don't remember me carrying you to every class being part of the deal." He said, but turned around anyways.
"What deal?" Niall asked, confused.
May stiffened on Zayn's back. "No deal, nothing. Onwards, peasant!" She said, quickly. Zayn complaided with a backwards wave, they were off into the disapeering crowd.
"Come on, Ni. We're gonna be late for our next class." I groaned remebering what we had next. "We've got Anthropolgoy next."
Niall's face light up, and we began walking quickly in the direction of the class. "I actually like that class."
I sighed a breath of relief. "Oh thank god. I suck at it."
"How? It's just the study of humans." He said.
I shurgged, and rushed into the class. It was thankfully not too far, and we had made it in just before the bell. Louis shot us both a look. "Bad bad boys, are we? Being late for class. And, missing dinner. What were you two up to?" He winked, with a smirk tugging on his lips.
My face heated up, and I saw that Niall's did too. "N-Nothing. Just having dinner together. Just two friends having dinner together, nothing out of the ordinary there." Niall said.
My heart broke. He didn't think anything about that was specail. Of course he didn't! He's bloody straight Liam, get it right. He doesn't like you. "Y-Yeah..." I muttered, sitting down. "Nothing special."
Louis gave us both a spectical look. "You guys sure?"
"Yes, Louis." I snapped, letting my emtions take the best of me. "Absulotely nothing out of the ordianry, just two friends ahving a friendly dinner. There is nothing between us nor will there ever be!"
Niall flinched slightly at my harsh tone, but I tried to ignore it. "Ok, ok..." Louis muttered, putting his hands up in surrender.
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Class was horror. I understood nothing, and I had to watch Niall be his bloody perfect self, and act as if nothing happened. At least he wasn't acting awkward about what I had said before class. Thank god for that.
Next class was Modren World History with Zayn and May. I waved Niall and Lou a good bye, and started jogging towards the class. It was all the way on the other side of the school, and I had to run if I wanted to make it on time.
Just as I was coming into veiw of the class room, I saw a crowd arounbd the door and spotted May-Eve and Zayn near the back. "Why aren't people going in?"
May turned around at the sound of my voice. "Li! Hey!" She greeted, "teacher's not here, and the door's locked. Now, what's this I hear about you and Niall's little spew before class?"
I looked at her in surprised. "H-How'd you find out about that."
"I have my sorces. Now, tell me what happened." May winked
I groaned loudly, knowing she wouldn't give up until she had her answers. "I don't even know! I'm usually really good about keeping my emtions in check, but I snapped. When Niall said that we were only friends, my heart just... Broke. Then, when Louis kept asking, I snapped and told him that Niall and me wouldn't be anything more than friends... Not that we ever would..." I muttered the last bit to myself bitterly.
"So. Wait." Zayn asked. I had forgotten he was there, but it didn't matter. He already knew. "You like Niall, but he thinks that you hate him?"
I paled. "Merlin! I seriously hope he doesn't think that! I just.... I just lost control of my emtions and snapped. And, now he probably think I hate him!"
Just then, I'm guessing the teacher had arrived, as the class started filig into the room. "Look," said May, going into the room and taking a seat near the back. "Just tell him that you aren't mad at him or anything like that, it's just that you didn't get much sleep last night or something." She winked jokingly. "I knew I wouldn't if I were in bed with you, Payne."
I cracked a smile, and laughed. "Oh, we both know I'd bring the pain."
Zayn looked at us specically, but said nothing. May and I always were joking around like this, but we were more like brother and sister to each other. The three of us sat; me, May, then Zayn in the back row.
"Oi, Malik, over here." Said a rough voice. It was Rapheal Bayack. A vampire, and- I guess- one of Zayn's friends.
"Uh... I-I can't!" Zayn called back, and gave us a quick, discrete aplogitic look. "I gotta sit with these idiots."
Woah, woah woah. What? I gave May a confused look, "What the hell was that?" I whispered angerily.
"Sorry.... It's.... Rapheal. Either you follow him, or get worse then Harry got... I'd rather not." Zayn muttered. "I'm a coward, I get it. I'd just... Rather not deal with him."
May shook her head. "Zayn. Don't deal with him then, just... Don't follow him."
"It's not like that, May." He tried to explain, "it's not that simple."
"Make it that simple." She said, facing the board.
Zayn opened his mouth to try and talk to her but I cut him off. "It's useless."
He nodded, a look of slight defeat in his eyes, but detremination there too. For what, I didn't know. But, I was hoping it was for leaving Rapheal's 'cult' and begging May back for her forgivness.
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It was P.E., and I was finally get the chance to apologize to my Niall. I ran out of the class as the bell rang, not even bothering to wave goodbye, and shot off. I ran striaght into the guy's locker room, and to my locker. I knew Niall wouldn't bother changing, since he could just jump into the pool, and be done with it.
I roughly pulled my shorts on, and left the locker room in a hurry. In one corner, Niall stood in just some shorts (I guess he did change) talking to Harry. "Hey guys." I smiled birghtly, as I walked up to them and put my arm around Niall.
Harry gave Niall a knowing look, but I ignored it. "Hey Li," Niall repied, leaning into me. "I thought you were mad at me..."
I shook my head. "Never. I could never be mad at you and your adorableness, even if I wanted to." My grin widened as he smiled up at me. Niall had that effect on people. He was just someone who you wanted nothing more to be happy.
"Good." He laughed, putting his arm around my waist.
"God, I seriously hope Boobear and I aren't that sickly cute." Harry said.
Niall's eyebrows furrled together. "Boobear?"
"Shit. Uh, it's what I call Lou, but don't tell him I told you guys that..." Harry swore.
I laughed loudly, but nodded anyways as the teacher, Mr. Hault, walked in. "IN THE POOL!" He shouted, his voice loud and rough. No one messed with him. Not unless you had a death wish. He was a- well, to put it bluntly, fat man who never moved unless he had to.
The three of us, along with the rest of the class, dived into the pool. I was the first one with my head back out of the watrer, Harry followed shortly. Niall, was another story. I could see him down at the bottem, just sitting on the floor, lazily flipping his tail, not really moving. The tail shawn brightly, the sprakling blue micked his eyes, and then, with a single flip, he burst through the top of the water.
Niall's chest was more definded, with his seaweed tattoos covering his body again. "20 LAPS! LET'S GO!" Mr. Hault called, not moving his fat arse off of his chair.
I rolled my eyes at Niall, and started swimming. Niall was gone, back at the bottom of the pool, swimming so fast, all he was, was a blur of blue and flesh. I would love to lie and say that I wasn''t starring at him, but I did. Even when he was done, and sitting on the edge of the pool, with his tail lazily flipping in the water, I was looking at him. He was practically naked, I'm bi, it works.
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Niall and I were lying on the ground, side by side, waiting for his tail to go away. I had asked him if he wanted me to do a drying spell on him, but he said no, and that he had no where to go. I may or may not have failed to mention lunch was next. Oh well.
"Have you ever wished that you could change something about yourself?" Niall asked randomly.
I thought about it for a few seconds. "Sometimes I wish I could change the fact that I'm bi. I mean, yes, I still like girls, but I still get harressed for liking guys. But I don't think if, given the chance, I would change anything about me. Everything happens for a reason." I paused. "What about you?"
"I hate the fact I'm not a full skinwalker." He said, looking over at me. "Me dad's a full blood human, mum was a skin walker. My brother's a human, with slight merman features, but I'm the only one who can actually change into a merman. Me mum's tail got stripped when she left the sea. She can never go back. For the fact that I'm a 'half-breed'," He used quotation marks around the harsh term, then continued. "I get hell for it. You have no idea."
"I think you're imperfectly perfect." I said, smiling at him. It was cheesy as heck, but I didn't care. He had his imperfections, but everyone does. You love someone for their imperfections and what makes them, them. And, by love, I meant like in the case. Well... I didn't know anymore. There were moments with Niall, where I thought it was hopeless, where I thought he likes me back, and where I'm not even hundred percent sure of my feelings for him.
Niall smiled back at me. "Thanks Lili. You're a great mate. I'm glad I met you."
"I'm glad I met you too, Nialler." I said back, truly meaning every word of it. Well I wasn't always sure where the two of us stood, I would always be happy that I met him. He was a ray of sun shine and warmth in the cold life everyone lived in.
As Niall as about to respond, his legs started shinning brightly, and his face grimaced in pain. "Wh-What the hell?"
"What's wrong?" I asked worredly.
Niall let out a short gasp, and his legs were back. "I-I don't know... I mean, yeah, it's usually a little painful turning back, but... Ohhhh" He looked as if he remembered something.
"What?" I asked curiously.
Niall's face went slightly red as he answered. "Y-You know how animals go into heat? Usually female, right?" I nodded, not really seeing where this was going. "Well, Merman go into heat. Just the guys. It becomes painful for us to change from form to form, and, well, we get pretty damn-"
"I get it." I said. "So, what you're saying is, you're body's going into heat and that you wanna to screw everything you see pretty much?"
Niall nodded. "Yeah... It usually happens about once a year."
"How come mermaids don't go into heat?" I ask curiously, and he shrugged.
"No idea. Let's go for lunch now, yeah?" He asked, getting up, and walking over to where he had placed his shirt at the beginning of class. "I'm starved."
I got up as well, and we started walking towards the dinning hall. "When aren't you staved?" I asked, lightly bumping shoulders with him.
"When I'm sleeping." Niall laughed.