Endlessly (A One Direction Love Story)

Anika has always been friends with Liam Payne. She forced him to play with her dolls when they were little, saw him in the front row at each of her dance recitals, forced him into the car for hours while she drove to auditions, and made him critique her every move at the studio. But two years ago, she sat backstage as her best friend sang his heart out for the second time. But this time, instead of coming home after two weeks, he was gone. For good. Liam and Ana still spend every waking hour together, but things are different. Niall and Ana are spending every waking hour together, and Liam's jealous. Will it be the classic story of the best friends who are meant to be, or are Liam and Ana destined to be... just friends?


13. Ready or Not



Instead of taking the lift down to the ground level and walking home, something made me press the four button. I got out of the lift and walked to Liam's door. Before I could stop myself, I knocked. There was a pause and then the door happened. Liam was standing there in his pajamas, his eyes red.


"Why are you here?" He asked harshly. I shrugged.


"I'm not really sure." I admitted. Liam sighed and stepped back, letting me in. I walked in and set my bag on the floor. Liam walked into the living room and I followed him, sitting down on the opposite end of the couch.


"Thanks for all the noise. It was disgusting." Liam said, avoiding eye contact.


"We weren't having sex, Liam. He was being stupid and I was throwing things." I said. Liam snorted like he didn't believe me. "You don't have to believe me, but that doesnt' mean I'm not telling the truth." I reminded him. Liam shrugged.


I sighed since he was being pissy and wouldn't talk to me. "Actually, that's why I'm here. The thing is, Niall won't do anything with me. He'll kiss me and then give up and tell me that maybe we should 'stop here.' And then that's it. It's like he doesn't want anything to do with me. He doesn't think I'm... I don't know but he avoids any sort of contact. And I just really need a best friend to talk to about it, but I don't really have one. And so I don't know who to talk to." I said. I looked at Liam, and his eyes were still fixed to the TV.


"Maybe you could call Jade." He said flatly. I reached out and grabbed the remote. Then I shut off the TV and took the batteries out.


"No, Liam. I'm not calling Jade. I'm here now and you're going to talk to me about this." I said, throwing the batteries over my shoulder. "Plus you owe me because you still haven't gotten me a new vase."


"Why should I talk to you about this?" Liam asked. I sighed.


"Because I told you to, and I don't want to talk to anyone else about it." I said quietly. Liam sighed and after a minute he turned to face me.


"Maybe he's just... scared. Maybe he's not ready to take that next step because he's scared you'll reject him, or you won't think he good enough if he's not perfect." Liam said. I looked up and saw that he was sitting facing me, looking at his hands.


"But he knows that I love him more than anything, so why is he so scared?" I asked, my voice shakey. Liam shrugged.


"Don't tell me you aren't self concious, nervous. What if Niall was ready and you weren't? You'd stop it short too, wouldn't you?" Liam asked. I thought about it for a second and stared at my fingers.


"So you're saying that he still loves me, he's just... nervous that I won't love him if we do take that next step?" I asked. Liam shrugged, but then nodded. I sighed with relief.


"I thought maybe I was some sort hairy ugly fat beast and he didn't want anything to do with me." I said. Liam laughed and shook his head.


"He's sensitive, don't worry about it." Liam said. I nodded and then reached out and hugged him.


"It's good to have you back." I said. Liam smiled and hugged me back.


"It's good to have you back too."


"I should probably go talk to Niall." I said. Liam nodded and I got my bag and headed to the door. "Bye, best friend!" I laughed and shut the door behind me.


I took the lift up to Niall's floor with a light heart. I had my best friend back and I was about to get back the boyfriend I had before everything got complicated. I turned the knob, hoping it wasn't locked because I was too lazy to get my key. Luckily, the door opened easily.


"Niall?" I called out. The flat was silent. I walked inside and shut the door, setting my bag on the table. I checked the living room and saw no Niall. I walked down the hall to the bedroom, and saw the door was shut. I took in a breath before opening the door. Niall wa buried under all of his sheets and blankets, his head pressed into his pillow. Quietly, I walked over and climbed into his bed. I grabbed Niall's shoulder and rolled him over to face me. Niall covered his face with his hands to hide his tear stained face.


"Shhh." I whispered, wrapping my arms around him and holding him tightly while he shook with tears. After a few minutes, Niall calmed down and buried his head in my shoulder. I rubbed his back and pressed my lips into his head. "Niall, it's okay that you're not ready to go farther than we have. I love that and respect that about you, and I'll never stop loving you for it, and I will never judge you for it. Remember what you said to we when we first started dating? When we were kissing and I told you I wasn't sure I was ready to do anything? That's always true, I'm never going to change my mind on that."


"I just don't want to be a disappointment. I want to do whatever it takes to make you happy, and I feel like I'm letting you down by not being ready." He said. I shook my head.


"Being yourself is what makes me happy. You never have to feel like you need to do something that you don't want to do to make me happy." I said, rubbing circles on Niall's back.


"You promise?" He asked, looking at me. I nodded and kissed him gently.


"I promise my life on it." I said. Niall smiled weakly. But I could tell that wasn't it. "What else is bugging you?" I asked, and Niall ran a hand through his hair.


"I'm just so humiliated that I chickened out not only on you, but in front of Harry and Louis. Eleanor... she'll get it. But I'm never going to hear the end of it from them." Niall sighed. I snorted.


"Well then we'll fake it. It'll be a little joke between us. Let's put on a show and pretend we did it just to get them to leave you alone." I said. Niall laughed, but then his face changed a little when he realised I wasn't kidding.


"Seriously?" He asked, unsure. I nodded, then grabbed his hands and pulled him to his face. I sent him off to wash his face. I stood at one end of the counter and smudged my makeup a little bit, and messed up my hair. When Niall's face was tear-free, I messed up his hair and wrinkled his shirt and unzipped his pants. Niall raised his eyebrows at me and I slapped him in the stomach. He laughed and untucked my shirt out of my high-waisted shorts and unrolled one leg of my shorts a little bit. Then he leaned over and pushed some hair out of my face and kissed me slowly.


"You're so perfect." He said when he pulled away. I smiled a little and shook my head.


"No, I'm not. But to you I always will be. And that's close enough."


I grabbed Niall's hand and pulled him with me off to the lift. Niall followed my lead as I knocked on Louis and Harry's door. I took Niall's hand and wrapped it around my waist. Then I leaned against the door and pulled him towards me. The door opened and I stumbled back a little. I grabbed Niall's shirt and he reached out to steady me.


"Sorry about that." Niall said, smirking at me and pulling me upright. Harry looked between us and raised his eyebrows. I blushed and adjusted my shirt.


"Erm, do you have any milk?" I asked. Harry nodded and left the door open while he got it out of the fridge.


"Bring back whatever's left when you're done." He said, smirking as he handed it to me. I smiled at him and grabbed Niall's shirt, pulling him with me as I walked down the hall. Harry shut the door behind us and I dragged Niall back, pressing our ears to the door.






"He totally got some! After we left! He and Ana totally got it on!" Harry shouted to Louis. There was the sound of laughter and high fives.


"I'm going to send him a gift basket." I heard Louis say, and I held back a chuckle as I pulled Niall down the hall with me.


"You're the best." Niall said. I snorted and made a face.



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