I Thought You'd Care
Chapter 2: Hazza and Nialler
Chapter 2: Hazza and Nialler
We walked the distance to Liam’s flat in just a few minutes. He buzzed in and we headed upstairs. It was in incredibly nice building—it must cost a fortune to live there. He was on the top floor, and when we stepped out of the elevator I noticed that there were only two flats on this level. Considering the size of the building, they must have loads of floor space. I suppose Liam noticed that I looked quite wide-eyed. “It’s a long story,” he said. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” All of a sudden, he looked suspicious.
“You’re Liam Payne, you’re dating a girl named Danielle, you obviously have some amount of money, you’re not a psycho murderer, and you have a tendency to knock girls over in the park and then take them back to your room.”
He laughed. “I wouldn’t call it a tendency. This would be my first time.”
He grabbed his key and fumbled with the lock for a second. He opened the door, and my eyes widened. It was the nicest flat I had ever seen. The door opened into a sitting room, with a kitchen on the right. I was pretty sure this place had more floor space than my two story house.
“If you want to take off your shoes, we leave them over there. The bathroom is just down there to your left. I’ll be in the living room, there, if you need me.” He pointed through the sitting room. “We ordered some pizza, I think. You should stay for lunch. It’s the least I can do.”
“I don’t want to impose—”
“Nonsense.” He cut me off. “I pushed you down in the park and gashed your arm. I have to make up for it somehow.”
I would have persisted more, but when a very attractive boy invites you to lunch, it’s hard to say no. He was quite the gentleman, too, I noted. Smiling to myself, I headed down the hall to the bathroom. I heard a football game on in the other room, and a few whoops coming from that direction. I assumed Liam had a roommate. This was an awfully big flat to have all to yourself.
Liam’s POV
I walked into our living room to find—shocker, this—a football game on and the guys crowded around it. Harry and Louis were on one couch, and Niall was sprawled out on the other, so I walked over and sat on the remaining armchair. “Niall, you’re gonna have to move a bit,” I said. “I’ve got a guest.”
Niall groaned. “Come on, Liam. Why did you have to bring Danielle over today? Besides, she can sit with you. You’d have to squeeze in. I know you wouldn’t mind, eh?” He winked.
“Niall, it’s not Dani. I ran into a girl in the park—literally—and she got all banged up. She’s in the bathroom putting on some band aids or something.”
Louis and Harry exchanged an uneasy look. “Are you sure she’s not some fan who just wanted to come up here?” Harry asked.
“I don’t think so. There was no flash of recognition or anything on her face, and she was really reluctant to come up here. Also, I turned a corner just as we collided. She didn’t see me until I helped her up. I doubt this is a fake.”
“Alright, Li, if you think so.” Louis said. “The pizza should be here soon.”
“She’s staying for lunch, by the way.”
Niall groaned again. “She better not eat my food.”
Harry laughed. “Niall, we got six pizzas. I think you’ll be okay.”
We watched the game for a couple minutes when I finally saw Nell emerge, looking around. I waved her over. “Hey,” I said. “Feeling better?”
She smiled. “Yeah, thanks.”
I turned around and faced the guys. Niall and Harry were staring, mouths agape, shamelessly. It was obviously making her a bit uncomfortable. “We’re watching a football match. Niall, can you move? You can sit there.”
“Guys, this is Nell. Nell, this is Niall, Harry, and Louis.” I said, pointing at them in turn. Niall shifted his feet so he was sitting normally, and Nell sat down next to him. Harry and Niall were still sort of staring, and I saw Louis looking out of the corner of his eye. I couldn’t say anything directly in front of Nell, so I shot the two a text.
To: Nialler, Hazza
What the fuck guys? Stop staring
From: Hazza
Liam, you can’t bring a damn sexy girl into our apartment and expect us to act as if she isn’t even here.
From: Nialler
Yeah. Li, she’s not even wearing a shirt. Just, like, a bra
To: Nialler, Hazza
Guys. Her shirt got torn and blood everywhere on it so we had to throw it out.
From: Nialler
Not that I’m in favor of her putting on clothes, but she looks super uncomfortable. Like, you should probs get her a shirt
From: Hazza
You’re a cruel man, Niall
To: Nialler, Hazza
Fine, I will. But STOP STARING. Ask her a question or some shit, I don’t care, but don’t creep her out. She seems pretty cool.
From: Hazza
Li’s got a crush guys!
To: Nialler, Hazza
That’s so stupid I’m not going to grace you with a response. I only got eyes for Dani.
From: Nialler
I think maybe I got a crush.
I looked up from my phone. “Hey, Nell, do you want a shirt or something? I’ve got loads.”
She looked relieved. “Yeah, that would be good. I’m kinda, you know, exposed a bit here.”
I got up and walked to my room. I had to admit, she was really hot. She had blond hair that was pulled up into a ponytail, and a nice body—curves in all the right places. Her eyes were almost as piercingly blue as Niall’s.
I grabbed a green shirt that I used to wear and, as I walked back, tossed it to her. “Hope this’ll work for now,” I said.
She looked at me gratefully. “Yeah, this is great.” She pulled it over her head.
Oh, fantastic. She still looked just as hot. I was hoping it would cover her up, but I’ve always had a thing for girls wearing my clothes. I felt myself getting turned on.
Uh oh. That was bad. I turned on my phone and looked through some pictures of Dani.
That made it worse.
I decided to text Niall, assuming he would be the least judgmental of my predicament.
To: Nialler
Um, Ni, slight problem. Little Liam is springing up. Gonna head to my room and let him cool off. Distract her, k?
From: Nialler
Hahahaha, cool off eh? You spelled *wank wrong. Yeah, sure, I got this. Did she for real get you excited?
To: Nialler
She is pretty hot. I started thinking about Dani and…you can fill in the rest :P
From: Nialler
She is literally wearing a shirt, Li. Like wtf.
To: Nialler
Don’t tell me Little Nialler isn’t twinging haha
From: Nialler
I’d be lying if I said she wasn’t attractive but I can contain myself dumbass haha
I shot a grateful look at Niall, who just snickered, and headed off to my bedroom, saying that I had to call Danielle. Nell just smiled at me, mischievously, almost as if she knew why I was leaving. I was very careful to face away from her. I saw that Harry noticed my bulge and he sneered, trying not to laugh too hard. When I got into my room, I sent him a quick text.
To: Hazza
Not a word, Harry. Not a word.
We walked the distance to Liam’s flat in just a few minutes. He buzzed in and we headed upstairs. It was in incredibly nice building—it must cost a fortune to live there. He was on the top floor, and when we stepped out of the elevator I noticed that there were only two flats on this level. Considering the size of the building, they must have loads of floor space. I suppose Liam noticed that I looked quite wide-eyed. “It’s a long story,” he said. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” All of a sudden, he looked suspicious.
“You’re Liam Payne, you’re dating a girl named Danielle, you obviously have some amount of money, you’re not a psycho murderer, and you have a tendency to knock girls over in the park and then take them back to your room.”
He laughed. “I wouldn’t call it a tendency. This would be my first time.”
He grabbed his key and fumbled with the lock for a second. He opened the door, and my eyes widened. It was the nicest flat I had ever seen. The door opened into a sitting room, with a kitchen on the right. I was pretty sure this place had more floor space than my two story house.
“If you want to take off your shoes, we leave them over there. The bathroom is just down there to your left. I’ll be in the living room, there, if you need me.” He pointed through the sitting room. “We ordered some pizza, I think. You should stay for lunch. It’s the least I can do.”
“I don’t want to impose—”
“Nonsense.” He cut me off. “I pushed you down in the park and gashed your arm. I have to make up for it somehow.”
I would have persisted more, but when a very attractive boy invites you to lunch, it’s hard to say no. He was quite the gentleman, too, I noted. Smiling to myself, I headed down the hall to the bathroom. I heard a football game on in the other room, and a few whoops coming from that direction. I assumed Liam had a roommate. This was an awfully big flat to have all to yourself.
Liam’s POV
I walked into our living room to find—shocker, this—a football game on and the guys crowded around it. Harry and Louis were on one couch, and Niall was sprawled out on the other, so I walked over and sat on the remaining armchair. “Niall, you’re gonna have to move a bit,” I said. “I’ve got a guest.”
Niall groaned. “Come on, Liam. Why did you have to bring Danielle over today? Besides, she can sit with you. You’d have to squeeze in. I know you wouldn’t mind, eh?” He winked.
“Niall, it’s not Dani. I ran into a girl in the park—literally—and she got all banged up. She’s in the bathroom putting on some band aids or something.”
Louis and Harry exchanged an uneasy look. “Are you sure she’s not some fan who just wanted to come up here?” Harry asked.
“I don’t think so. There was no flash of recognition or anything on her face, and she was really reluctant to come up here. Also, I turned a corner just as we collided. She didn’t see me until I helped her up. I doubt this is a fake.”
“Alright, Li, if you think so.” Louis said. “The pizza should be here soon.”
“She’s staying for lunch, by the way.”
Niall groaned again. “She better not eat my food.”
Harry laughed. “Niall, we got six pizzas. I think you’ll be okay.”
We watched the game for a couple minutes when I finally saw Nell emerge, looking around. I waved her over. “Hey,” I said. “Feeling better?”
She smiled. “Yeah, thanks.”
I turned around and faced the guys. Niall and Harry were staring, mouths agape, shamelessly. It was obviously making her a bit uncomfortable. “We’re watching a football match. Niall, can you move? You can sit there.”
“Guys, this is Nell. Nell, this is Niall, Harry, and Louis.” I said, pointing at them in turn. Niall shifted his feet so he was sitting normally, and Nell sat down next to him. Harry and Niall were still sort of staring, and I saw Louis looking out of the corner of his eye. I couldn’t say anything directly in front of Nell, so I shot the two a text.
To: Nialler, Hazza
What the fuck guys? Stop staring
From: Hazza
Liam, you can’t bring a damn sexy girl into our apartment and expect us to act as if she isn’t even here.
From: Nialler
Yeah. Li, she’s not even wearing a shirt. Just, like, a bra
To: Nialler, Hazza
Guys. Her shirt got torn and blood everywhere on it so we had to throw it out.
From: Nialler
Not that I’m in favor of her putting on clothes, but she looks super uncomfortable. Like, you should probs get her a shirt
From: Hazza
You’re a cruel man, Niall
To: Nialler, Hazza
Fine, I will. But STOP STARING. Ask her a question or some shit, I don’t care, but don’t creep her out. She seems pretty cool.
From: Hazza
Li’s got a crush guys!
To: Nialler, Hazza
That’s so stupid I’m not going to grace you with a response. I only got eyes for Dani.
From: Nialler
I think maybe I got a crush.
I looked up from my phone. “Hey, Nell, do you want a shirt or something? I’ve got loads.”
She looked relieved. “Yeah, that would be good. I’m kinda, you know, exposed a bit here.”
I got up and walked to my room. I had to admit, she was really hot. She had blond hair that was pulled up into a ponytail, and a nice body—curves in all the right places. Her eyes were almost as piercingly blue as Niall’s.
I grabbed a green shirt that I used to wear and, as I walked back, tossed it to her. “Hope this’ll work for now,” I said.
She looked at me gratefully. “Yeah, this is great.” She pulled it over her head.
Oh, fantastic. She still looked just as hot. I was hoping it would cover her up, but I’ve always had a thing for girls wearing my clothes. I felt myself getting turned on.
Uh oh. That was bad. I turned on my phone and looked through some pictures of Dani.
That made it worse.
I decided to text Niall, assuming he would be the least judgmental of my predicament.
To: Nialler
Um, Ni, slight problem. Little Liam is springing up. Gonna head to my room and let him cool off. Distract her, k?
From: Nialler
Hahahaha, cool off eh? You spelled *wank wrong. Yeah, sure, I got this. Did she for real get you excited?
To: Nialler
She is pretty hot. I started thinking about Dani and…you can fill in the rest :P
From: Nialler
She is literally wearing a shirt, Li. Like wtf.
To: Nialler
Don’t tell me Little Nialler isn’t twinging haha
From: Nialler
I’d be lying if I said she wasn’t attractive but I can contain myself dumbass haha
I shot a grateful look at Niall, who just snickered, and headed off to my bedroom, saying that I had to call Danielle. Nell just smiled at me, mischievously, almost as if she knew why I was leaving. I was very careful to face away from her. I saw that Harry noticed my bulge and he sneered, trying not to laugh too hard. When I got into my room, I sent him a quick text.
To: Hazza
Not a word, Harry. Not a word.
8/19/13