Sing For Niall Horan (Niall Horan Story)

This shouldn't be put on you

Harry's P.O.V.

Tonight was amazing, I must admit, I felt bad invading on Lucy's gig, but it was amazing. When we were in the VIP box, things were a little awkward. After what Lucy said, what if she is right. Beth looked like she wanted to cry all night. Liam comforted her but she still didn't look herself. I tried to ignore it but when Jess had a huge smirk on her face all night, things slowly began to sink in.

When the gig was over we all retreated to out tour bus and took the girls back to the hotel ready for our gig tomorrow. I hope it's not awkward when the girls are all alone in the box by themselves. Just like last night we all joined Lucy and Niall in their room. All the 'couples' together. Louis and El on the biggest comfy chair I've ever seen; Zayn and Perrie on the window seat sat each others arms; Liam and Beth sat side by side on the bed lent up against the wall; Niall sat on the other side of the bed with Lucy resting on his chest and Jess and myself sat on the end of the bed, next to Liam and Beth.

Liam's P.O.V.

I must admit, this was a little awkward. I didn't see Beth look in Harry's direction all night.

The conversation was just general banter. People asking Jess how her experience was in the competition and how her and Harry re-met.

When we got onto the topic of Jess and Harry, Beth raised her head and looked at me. 'You ok?' I mouthed. She shrugged her shoulders. "Do u want to go back?" I whispered. She nodded. "You go I won't be long."

"Don't leave on my account. Stay and enjoy yourself." Her voice cracked a little.

"I need to check your ok. I won't be long."

Beth got up and walked towards the door. "I'll see you all tomorrow. Don't talk about me" she gave a fake laugh and smile. When she left I only waited 5 minutes until I left.

I walked out of the room to find Beth sat outside our room door, her knees up to her chest and head tucked under her folded arms. "Hey. Beth, come on, lets get you in the room. We don't want any spectators." She hiccuped her tears as I pulled her from the ground.

I lead her to her bed and laid her down. She Re-positioned her pillows so they were against the wall so she wasn't laid down. "Come on Beth. What's up hunny?"

"Everything. I miss my parents, I even miss my brother. I really love being on tour with Lucy but its all too much. Also seeing Harry everywhere I turn, it's just too much. I really love him Liam. I know he's known for getting around but I know that deep down he's not like that. I know this whole Jess thing is just to get to me and Lucy. It's horrible. Hate it. It's just-" she couldn't finish her sentence before she burst into tears again.

I placed myself next to her and held my arm out. She took this opportunity and cried into chest. I just let her cry. Let her let it all out. She needed to get it out of her system. 

"Liam. I'm so sorry. This shouldn't be put on you. It should be between me and Harry. I feel everyone is involved."

"Beth, not everyone is involved. I agree, it should be just between you and Harry; no-one can tell you how to feel. Harry is being an idiot at the moment. He goes through those stages."

"Thank you Liam, I can understand why people call you the daddy of One Direction. You make everything better." a guilty smile spread across my face. 

Beth's P.O.V.

Liam is one of the nicest people I know; with his arm still wrapped around my shoulder I looked up at him. 

"Thank you Liam, I can understand why people call you the daddy of One Direction. You make everything better." a guilty smile spread across his face. He knew I was right. He is just....

I was stopped in my tracks by a soft gentle hand on my left cheek. I looked into his eyes. His thumb making gentle strokes. His eyes flickered between my lips and my eyes. 

Our heads tilted to a slight angle and came close together. At first I didn't kiss back; but it soon became natural. It felt right. 

When our lips parted, Liams eyes had a spark. My face slowly changed to a shade of ruby red. "I'm s-" Our lips crashed again. Maybe this is meant to be. Liam picked me up bridal style and placed me on my bed, our lips never parted. I could feel his smile.