The Room- A Niam Fanfiction

Two choises.

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There's a hidden joke in it, that has to do with the last chapter, comment if you found it okay? c;

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Dedicated to @NiamsMezaluna because she gives awsome comments, and I love her fanfictions (especially Seasons of Terror)

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I move my fingers through Niall's hair, massaging his scalp.

He lets out a sigh, and sinks deeper into my chest, giving me the butterflies again.

But that doesn't matter, I like the butterflies.

Niall turns himself a little, pushing his head into my lap, making me smile.

"You tired Nialler?"

His eyes shoot up at mine, and he smiles.

"Hmm...yea...a little."

My heart freaks out about his soft cute sleepy voice.

"Then go to sleep."

He laughs, and his eyes turn back to the wall again.

"Nah...don't feel like sleeping."

I chuckle, and move my fingers smoothly trough his hair.

Niall sighs again, and closes his eyes a little, humming a song.

Niall likes it when I move my hands through his hair, massaging him.

I found out a very long time ago, and I still do it.

Because I love him.

That's the thing I've been thinking about all this time.

My love for him.

I promised myself I would tell him, but now I still didn't say anything about it.

It hurts me.

I wish it wasn't this difficult.

But it is.

And I have to deal with it.

I've got two choises.

The first one is: Never tell him. Don't risk it to make this friendship awkward.

And the second one is: Just tell it to him. If he likes you back, you will be happy forever.

I don't know what choice is the best.

I just wish there was a third choice.

An easy choice.

I sigh, and play a little with the brown strands of Niall's hair.

I need to choose.

Right now.

Not tomorrow, not next week, not never, but right now.

Because I can't take it anymore.

With the first choise, I'll have to hide it forever.

I will feel the pain every day, I will feel the love for him every day.

But I'll do nothing with it, because that was my choise.

With the second choise, I can risk our friendship.

I'll tell him, and when he doesn't love me back, I'll be crushed.