#niam!

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can you believe one direction really were just a group of put together strangers and how they formed such a good group with all different personalities and strengths and weaknesses that complement each other so well!! They all had a role and a purpose in the group!

and how every relationship in the group is different but equally as precious!

one direction really is all that!

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Sign that the universe is cruel

Liam and Niall are born within exactly two weeks of each other

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Please Don't Leave - Larry Stylinson

AN: The prologue is on my blog or you can go here - http://www.wattpad.com/8624796-please-don%27t-leave-chapter-1

to read the whole story. I cringe but go ahead and read. *First writing, don't have experience writing kisses and stuff but I tried.*****Being edited***

Chapter 1 *1 Week Later from prologue* Niall's P.O.V. Liam, Zayn, and I were all in the living room watching T.V. with little interest to the overused infomercials they play at 12am. "Hey lads, where's Larry?" I asked "I don't know. Maybe you should call them." Zayn said with a bored expression still watching the screen in front of him, not moving an inch from his position on the red couch. "Oh Zayn you care so much for them!" Liam said noticing his motionless action. I smiled to myself when Liam defended me. Stop it Niall. You shouldn't feel this way, not again! But what if... My thoughts were interrupted when I heard my name. "Niall, you alright mate?" Zayn asked. "Huh? Uh yea lads...., just peachy." I replied, rubbing my hands over my face. "Well I think Louis and Harry are fine. Besides its pretty late, they off to be in bed now. And we should too; I do believe we have a recording session tomorrow afternoon." Liam said checking his watch on his left arm. Slowly, I stood from the couch stretching. I thought I saw Liam's eyes on me when my shirt lifted slightly. 'No Niall stop it.' I shook my head and walked in the direction to the bathroom. As I left I heard hushed voices in the living room. I wonder...... Why am I suddenly feeling weird towards Liam? My best mate. This is not good. What would the fans think? What would the lads think? What am I talking about?! Liam doesn't like me that way. And I don't like him that way. Walking to my room at the end of the dim hallway, I was pinned on my bedroom door. I shut my eyes, and shivered when I felt breathing on my neck. "Hey Niall." I realized that it was Liam pinning me to my door. I slowly opened my eyes to see Liam very very close to my face. "Hi Liam. I thought you would be in bed by now...." My voice trailed off. I stood there, back pressed against the wooden door behind us, looking into his brown eyes. I knew I should have told him to get off but I couldn't. His voice snapped me back into reality. "I thought I would just you know check on you." He said lips brushing my ear. "I'm fine, you know getting to bed. Which is inside my room, and I can't, because I'm pinned on it...." I trailed off again. "Well then my little leprechaun, good night." He said kissing my nose and walked off the opposite direction. I just stood there, not sure if that just happened or not. He was so close to me that I bet he could hear my increasing heartbeat. I turned around and walked in my room still a little confused. Looking towards the clock I saw it was almost midnight, meaning that I won't get much sleep tonight. Ehh whatever. After checking Zayn's occupied bed, I climbed into my bed and closed my eyes. Liam's POV 'I don't know where that came from. It was wrong, very wrong, but it felt right. I mean, if I ever did that with someone else, it would just seem horribly wrong. But with Niall, it seemed natural. This is getting sappy. I sound like a girl.' I shook the thoughts out and got to sleep. Niall still hasn't figured it out even though I have sent him many hints. This isn't right.... I know, but I have plan on how I'm going to tell him. Crappy mind, disturbing me from a dreamful sleep. ************ Harry's POV I tried to move in the middle of the night, but I couldn't because I felt two arms around me. I opened my eyes to see a beautiful face sleeping in front of me. 'Yes, I am very aware of how I said my best mate's face is beautiful.' Don't judge me... The moonlight highlighted the features I've noticed but haven't yet closely looked at. He looked feminine, but in a Louis Tomlinson way. His light-brown feathery hair was a mess, but its something that only he could wear. His lips were slightly parted when he breathed. Moving upwards I looked at his shut eyes and saw how they slightly flickered when he slept. You shouldn't be watching your band mate while he sleeps. Said the little voice in my head. That voice is getting very annoying, telling me what to do, or not to. I just couldn't help but stare at his peaceful face while he slept. "Haz, stop staring at me." I was ripped from my argument with myself by a sleepy voice. "Uh I ...Um wasn't..." I was lost for words. He caught me staring at him. Inside I was panicking, yet I somehow to make a very cheeky comment. "I can't help but stare at beautiful people. I just couldn't resist." I said with confidence. I don't know where that came from. I saw a light color of pink on Louis face. "Well then, the only beautiful person I see is in front of me." He playfully retorted. It was my turn to blush when he hinted that I was beautiful. "I'm not beautiful." I said with a small frown. I felt two fingers under my chin making me in eye level with him. "Now Haz, listen to me. You are one of the most beautiful people I know. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Okay?" Louis said with a serious tone. "Okay." I said but I kept my eyes away from his skies of blue. "Haz, I love you and you're my best mate forever, right?" he asked. "Yea, best mates forever." I said finally looking at his eyes. I could drown in them. I still feel sick, but Louis always made me better by sleeping and cuddling with me every night. I feel bad that he has to wait on me though. He should be having fun at a party or something. Instead he has been declining and canceling plans for me. 'At least he is with you and not with anybody else' . There's that annoying voice again. "Loueh!!! Why don't you go out tonight with Eleanor or Stan? I bet they miss you." I whined. "No Harry, I told you I'm fine and that I'll see them soon anyways. Besides who would take care of you when I'm gone?" He questioned me. "The lads could! You could just go tonight! Please for me?" I plead. "I don't know.... I don't mind taking care of you. I just... I don't want anything to happen to you while I'm not with you." Louis said with worry clouding his blue eyes which I avoided. "No Lou, you are going to leave this house and have a good time tonight, you hear me? I don't want you to be trapped here with me instead of having fun and being happy." I was starting to get frustrated. Louis POV I really didn't want to leave Harry's side but it looks like he is making me leave him. Apparently he doesn't want me to help him. I decided to go and get my mind off him for a while. If he is trying to get rid of me, I will try to forget him, but just for a while. I told Harry to call Liam to come over. I made plans with Eleanor to meet at the park for a chat. I haven't really spent time with her. After Management forced her into "dating" me 3 weeks ago. We have been great friends trying to "keep up the act". I don't like her like that though. She is like my sister. We were friends before she was in this mess. No don't think about that right now. Enjoy your day out. I headed to the usual bench El and I sat when we go here. "Hey El, nice to see you. Been awhile huh?" I said to her as I sat down. "It has. How you've been Lou? And how's Harry?" she asked with a big warm smile. "I've been good. Taking care of Harry. He's a bit sick." I replied. "Oh no. Hope he gets better. If he's sick and you were taking care of him, who is taking care of him right now and why aren't you?" She asked with worry. She was a great girl; I just can't see her as my type. "The lads should be coming over to our flat and taking care of him while I'm gone. I'm here because he made me get out of the house for a few hours since I haven't left his side since last week. I just worry about him you know." I said. She gave me a knowing smile. I told her about my special feelings of the younger boy. "Yea, I do know. It's good to go out too, though. I've missed you. The exams and homework has been taking up my time. Anyways, have you spoken to your mum? She called me and asked about you." She said. I checked my phone and sure enough there were the missed calls and texts from her. I chucked and put my phone away. "I'll call her soon, and catch up with her too. I'm glad she still worries over me." I said. "We better get going. It's getting late. And I got to get home before my roommate does." She said getting up and holding out her hand. Part of her "job" was to publicly be seen with me. I stood up and grabbed her hand while walking to the café we normally eat at. We sat down and chatted like old times. After an hour or so we said our goodbyes and left. When I got home I was shocked to see Liam and Niall making out in my living room. AN: I am also posting the first chapter of the sequel. Please Don't Leave is completed but the sequel is not.

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Imagine #1: Fight, Crash, Hospital (For Demi) *Part 2*

Harry: You woke up. The bright light shining in your eyes causing you to squint. You could only see little things. Much of it blurry. You waited about 2 minutes for your eyes to adjust. You looked around. The blinds were closed. You were propped up on the hospital bed. You were dressed in blue. A thin white sheet covering you. You realized you were in the hospital. You looked around. There was a little brown coffee table with 2 wooden chairs with green cushions. There was a clear glass window in front. The blinds were slightly closed. But you could see beyond the plastic thin slits there was the doctor. He was wearing glasses and clutching the clipboard in his left arm. And in front of him, arguing, was.. Harry. He was flailing his arms, and his appearance the same as you remembered. You looked at the clock that was mounted on the right wall. '3:30 PM. June 21st' It said. "Oh my god. How long have I been here?" You whispered among yourself. At that moment the nurse came in. She was as well holding a clip board, and washed herself in make-up. Her small petite frame undertaking the lab coat. "Your awake?" she asked amazed. "Um. Yes? How long have I been in here?" You asked sitting up. "Doctor Gordon!" She called, ignoring your question. And that's when the doctor came in, and Harry trailing behind. When he saw your eyes open, his whole face lit up. The sparkle in his eye, you missed dearly. He rushed to your right side, grasping your hand in the process. "Your awake? What a miracle!" Doctor Gordon exclaimed. "What's going on?" you asked confused. You were starting to get scared. "Oh nothing love. You were in a coma for about 2 weeks. And we thought that since your brain was still adjusting to the obscene crash that you wouldn't be expected to wake up so early, than what we planned" he said facing the clipboard to his sweater covered chest. "Oh.." you made out. You looked at Harry. "We should leave. Give you two some time" He said walking out, the nurse following behind. "Demi. Are you alright? Everything's okay? Nothing hurts right baby?" he asked, examining you, and lifting your arms. You pulled away. Still mad about what had happened. "What?" he asked. "You accused me of cheating, Harry. Now after I almost had a life threatening situation. You love me, and care? And call me 'Baby'. No. That's so screwed up" you said crossing your arms. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I didn't know. Demi, I love you with all the life living in me. I would do anything for you. I promise to always listen and not jump to conclusions. Baby, I just want to keep you safe, and love you." He said. "Um. Excuse me. Demi?" A nurse asked while she walked in flipping through some pages clipped together on a silver clipboard. "Yes?" you answered. "We may have to run more tests on you. The doctor was looking at a x-ray, and how your brain status is doing, after he ran some tests a week ago. They found something.. Today. After looking through once more" she said. Her facial expression, already showing deep sorrow and guilt. You felt like you were in a freezer. Freezing, unable to say a word, unable to protest.

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MY. FEELS.

Well, my feels are just... overwhelming. This is why..

I just fell off my chair.

I will just die here alone with all my Niam feels. Gaah' <3

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Ohkay guys!

So today i'm going to write chapter 7 for 'Spoken Lies'. And i'm writing a cheating preference! Hope you guys like it i'm going to post it later! 

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Spoken Lies: Chapter 5

Liam's P.O.V.

"What?!" I yelled. 

I didn't what was happening. I thought he liked me. Why would he say 'I can't love you'. That makes no sense. He just shook his head. I could see the tears streaming down his face. He swirved his car around and sped off.

"NIALL!" I yelled once again.

I know he couldn't hear me because he was already gone. I cried. I couldn't help it. The feelings were pouring out of me. The hot tears turning cold instantly since it was snowing. I started shivering as i walked back inside my flat. The warmth had flourished my body. My tears becoming more hot every second. I thought that after the kiss we would know what we wanted. Because I did. I knew what i wanted. Niall. I was going to break up with Danielle. And tell Niall. I-I loved him. Now i can't divulge my love for the one that its for. I have to keep it a secret and tell no one.

Niall's P.O.V.

I drove off. I made a mistake. 2 in one day. That's gotta be a record or something. I told Liam i couldn't love him. Only because... The more i try to not love him. It would grow stronger. I thought that if i tell him I couldn't love him, it would be true. Because once i said it i knew i was stupid. It's not that i couldn't love him. Its just i couldn't help myself not love him.

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What the hell?

Okay so today i thought about Liam. Right? And i was like wait, if he doesn't like spoons, how the fuck does he eat icecream?

Then i saw this...

Wait what was i talking about?