Wanted | Niam AU

Chapter 22: Liam

I ended up sleeping on the sofa last night after Greg finally passed out around 2:30 am. Once I sat on the sofa, I could smell Niall on the pillows. I probably looked like a stupid fuck with the way I was cuddling a goddamn throw pillow last night.

Greg was up at six a.m. dressed and ready for a run. Not sure how the fuck he managed that, but he did. I got up and went for a quick run before I came back to make up some of my Gram's blueberry muffins.

I never got a chance to give Niall his graduation gift last night, so I was hoping to do it this morning. I was pretty sure I heard Louis on the phone and then heard Niall and Louis talking. Greg had been gone for almost two hours. I started to wonder if he was staying away to avoid the guys.

Stupid bastard.

Just then the front door opened and Greg walked in. Looking like he just had the shit beat out of him.

"What the fuck happened to you, dude?"

"I went a few rounds with Bubba up at the gym. I needed to work all the fucking alcohol out of my system," Greg said as he grabbed a water out of the fridge.

"Are the boys up yet?"

Greg sat down at one of the bar stools and started to down his water. Man, he looked like shit.

"Dude, I think you worked out too hard, you look like shit," I said as I took the muffins out of the oven.

"Fuck you, dude. I'm not the one acting like Betty Fucking Crocker!"

"Seriously Greg, you feeling okay today, you get enough sleep?" I asked, as I took a good look at him. He looked tired and his eyes were like a dead green sea.

"Yeah, I feel all right. I can't believe I drank that much last night. I fuckin' never drink like that," Greg said as he reached over and grabbed the bottle of Advil that was sitting on the kitchen counter.

"Do you, um, you remember everything that happened last night?" Shit...I hated to do it but I had to ask.

Greg looked up at me and I swear his eyes glossed over with tears. "Yeah dude, I remember everything that happened last night. Believe me, I woke up wishing I had been drunk enough not to have remembered it."

Just then, the door to my bedroom opened up and Louis came walking out. Damn, he looked just as good this morning as he did when he walked in yesterday evening. I could see Greg sit up straighter.

"Good morning!" Louis announced as he came buzzing into the kitchen. What the hell? I looked over at Greg who was just watching his every move.

"Did you make blueberry muffins, Liam? My God! No wonder Niall has the hots for you," Louis said with a laugh.

"Louis!" The sound of Niall's sweet voice caused my stomach to do a few flips. I looked up and my breath caught in my throat. He looked beautiful. I wonder if he woke up every morning looking this fucking good. He gave me a shy smile...there was that blush... I just wanted to take him in my arms and kiss the shit out of him.

"Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep okay?" I asked as I poured him a glass of orange juice. He sat down in the bar stool next to Greg, who was still watching Louis's every move.

Niall looked over at Greg and his smile faded just a little. When he looked back over at me he gave me that smile that would make me promise him anything in the world.

"I slept okay, thank you so much for giving up your room last night for us."

Greg shut his eyes for a second. Was he even planning on saying he was sorry to Louis and Niall?