Sweet Disposition 2

Lydia Hale now has aged 3 years and has a baby boy named Liam, which is Niall's. Living with her new boyfriend Anthony she looks through some old items in her closet finding a phone number of an old friend, Jon, and decides to give him a call. After taking out Baby Liam for a day out Jon accidentally takes him to Liam Payne's house where Niall Horan meets his 3 year old son.


Warning:
This story will contain some sexual content for those younger roaming eyes out there.
(You have been warned!)

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30. Strong Enough To Float On

Jon's P.O.V

 

My eyes felt heavy, my body weak. I didn't know if I had died already or if I still laid on the bathroom floor in the apartment. The energy inside my body was all drained, I wanted to die right now; once and for all. I had enough of all this shit and I just wanted to sleep and dream with Liam forever. Though I could hear faint sounds around me I dared not open my eyes, scared of what I would see.
"I'm so sorry. This is all my fault." I heard an angelic voice spill near my ear. The sound of that voice was so soothing, so relaxing, so peaceful. At ease finally with the sweet sounds of sirens around me was heaven. Though I struggled contemplating whether to open my eyes or to wait and listen for that voice to whisper again, I twitched my fingers and inhaled deeply. 
"Jon, please if you can hear me. Come back to me love." Said that specific voice once more, filling my body with enough energy to produce a small smile. Something warm clasped onto my damaged wrist making me wince in pain but the touch was tender. I began fluttering my eyes open, peering slowly through a small gap yet keeping them slightly closed. The room was bright, full of lights and white walls. My eyes slowly scanned the surroundings until they caught what seemed to be an angel laying upon my legs. Forcing my rebellious eyes to open I took in my environment, everything was white; was I dead already?
Shock and sorrow came over me when I noticed I was still alive and laying in a hospital bed. Another failed attempt, the feeling was terrible when all I wanted to do was die. Tears built up inside and soon came pouring out through my heavy eyes. But through all the tears I curiously stared at what seemed to be a sleeping angle on my legs. Examining the angel closely it hit me, it was Liam, he was here. His hand secured on my wrist which was wrapped in a soft piece of cloth. Tugging my hand gently from his I pulled it up slowly to my face staring at the wrapped cloth. It seemed to be from a piece of clothing and I unwrapped it staring at the gauze around my wrist.
The stitches were larger this time making me wrap the gauze and cloth around them again. It wasn't fair to put Liam through all this, he didn't deserve any of it and I didn't deserve any of him. His hair was getting shaggy making me smile as I played with a small strand rubbing it between my thumb and fore finger. Such a soft piece of hair for such a soft caring guy. My fingers continued to toy with his hair running them through it all in one sweep. He groaned in return, I wonder how long he's been here his face looked tired. His eyes looked swollen, bags resting underneath them, and facial hair popping out.
"I think we should take Liam home now." I heard coming from the door and immediately closed my eyes and rested my hand on Liam's.
"Yeah he's been here for three days straight." Said another voice this time they were closer.
"Look at the lad, let's just carry him to the car." The voices seemed familiar
"Poor guy, what he does for Jon honestly, he's such a sweetheart." They continued and I peeked carefully trying to see who it was.
"If only Jon knew how much he loves him." My breathing started racing and I couldn't control my heartbeat. 
"Geeze Lou, his heartbeat is racing. We should call a nurse or something!" I took long and steady breathes relaxing my still body.
"No look Harry it's going back to normal. Let's just go call Zayn to help us get Liam." Louis and Harry were in the room and did they just say that Liam loves me? Their footsteps echoed around me until quietly fading out. My eyes bolted open and I didn't know if the tears were out of grief or sheer happiness. I lifted my hand once more this time rubbing the deep bags on his eyes and then running the back of my fingers on his stubble. His hand automatically rose taking hold of my hand in his, I gasped and his eyes flung open staring at what he held in his hand.
He red eyes stared at my hand then gazing up my arm to meet with mine. The sounds of the heart monitor sped up and so did my breathing. His puzzled face eased becoming more of a softer, gentler expression. Clenching onto my hand he placed it to his face and closed his eyes leaning into my hand. I felt my hand becoming damp and I saw Liam crying.
"Oh I was so worried." He breathed then paused to stare up at me, "I thought you'd never wake up this time." His voice cracked and so did my heart. I rubbed his cheek with my thumb skimming them over the falling tears.
"Sorry." I whispered not having enough strength to speak any louder.
"Shhh, please don't leave me like that Jon. Please don't." The suffering in his voice was enough to shatter me entirely.
"Promise?" He stared up at me and I slowly nodded giving him a small sad smile. He let out a deep breath and stood up still with my hand in his, laying it down slowly he intertwined my own with his. I swallowed the sobs that wanted to escape and let out a sigh in relief. 
"You should go sleep." I whispered and he leaned over the bed coming face to face with me, I could feel my face burn at the cheeks.
"I'm fine. You're the one that should go to sleep." He whispered and I could feel his warm breath fall onto my lips. I nodded not finding what to say to him, he was so close to me. His eyes burned into mine and slowly they began to close and he pushed his head forward resting his lips gently on mine. A burst of excitement mixed in with energy tingled throughout my nerves as I lifted my head slightly pressing my lips harder to his.
"But look he's wide awake!" A voice said from the door and Liam pulled away quickly flushing a bright red. At the door stood Louis, Zayn, and Harry smiling and laughing, oh God this is embarrassing.

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