Liam's Little Sister
Niall's Dirty Secret
I've got to tell Katy.Wait, but if I do, she'll be upset. But if I don't she'll be upset. It's all Niall's and Harry's faults. Maybe, I'll be the one to comfort her. Maybe, she'll choose me. I'll tell her after Liam finishes. I'll take her into a lonely, empty room, and I'll tell her. Not even Liam knows about this, that's a good thing. If Liam found out, Niall and Harry would be dead.
"... I talk to Simon later today to find out if you can come." Liam finishes. Finally!
"Katy, could we talk... alone?" I ask, nervously.
"Sure, Lou." she says. We walk up the stairs, my hand on her lower back to guide her.
"What is it?" she asks in a concerned tone.
"Well, I don't know how to put this. You might want to sit down." I say.
"Oh, okay."
"Niall and Harry made a bet. The bet was who would win you first. Actually who could get your pants off first. I didn't think that you should be in a relationship without knowing." I say slowly.
Her face drops. She let a tear, then two, then too many to count slip from her eyes. I hug her, putting my hand on the back of her head to stroke her hair. She continues to cry into my shoulder until she pulls away to look at me.
"Thank you for telling me." She sniffles.
"You're welcome."
"Oh no, he's going to be in my room tonight, I don't want to be near him." She panics.
"I'll take care of it. Who do you want to sleep in your room?" I ask.
"You." She looks straight into my eyes.
"WHY IS MY SISTER CRYING?" Liam asks coming in the room.
"I'll tell you later, just keep Niall and Harry away from her." I say. I pick her up and carry her to her room. I lay her down on the bed. Just as I'm about to leave she calls my name. Her voice, calling for me, seems so- so... right.
"Please don't leave. I hate being alone." she says looking at me. As I walk over to her, she pats the spot next to her where she wants me to lay down. As soon as I lay down, she puts her arms around me and lays her head on my chest. I, too, put my arms around her. Soon enough, she falls asleep. I slip away and out the door. When I turn from closing it, I see Liam.
"What happened, why doesn't she want near Niall or Harry?" He asks.
"Niall and Harry made a bet on who would get her in bed first." I say. After I finish my sentence, Liam rushes downstairs to the place where Niall and Harry are sitting. I have to admit, at this moment, I wouldn't want to be Harry, nor (mostly) Niall.
"... I talk to Simon later today to find out if you can come." Liam finishes. Finally!
"Katy, could we talk... alone?" I ask, nervously.
"Sure, Lou." she says. We walk up the stairs, my hand on her lower back to guide her.
"What is it?" she asks in a concerned tone.
"Well, I don't know how to put this. You might want to sit down." I say.
"Oh, okay."
"Niall and Harry made a bet. The bet was who would win you first. Actually who could get your pants off first. I didn't think that you should be in a relationship without knowing." I say slowly.
Her face drops. She let a tear, then two, then too many to count slip from her eyes. I hug her, putting my hand on the back of her head to stroke her hair. She continues to cry into my shoulder until she pulls away to look at me.
"Thank you for telling me." She sniffles.
"You're welcome."
"Oh no, he's going to be in my room tonight, I don't want to be near him." She panics.
"I'll take care of it. Who do you want to sleep in your room?" I ask.
"You." She looks straight into my eyes.
"WHY IS MY SISTER CRYING?" Liam asks coming in the room.
"I'll tell you later, just keep Niall and Harry away from her." I say. I pick her up and carry her to her room. I lay her down on the bed. Just as I'm about to leave she calls my name. Her voice, calling for me, seems so- so... right.
"Please don't leave. I hate being alone." she says looking at me. As I walk over to her, she pats the spot next to her where she wants me to lay down. As soon as I lay down, she puts her arms around me and lays her head on my chest. I, too, put my arms around her. Soon enough, she falls asleep. I slip away and out the door. When I turn from closing it, I see Liam.
"What happened, why doesn't she want near Niall or Harry?" He asks.
"Niall and Harry made a bet on who would get her in bed first." I say. After I finish my sentence, Liam rushes downstairs to the place where Niall and Harry are sitting. I have to admit, at this moment, I wouldn't want to be Harry, nor (mostly) Niall.
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I'll be working on an update hopefully soon.
10/21/14