Liam Payne had what seemed to be the perfect life. When his parents split up and he is forced to move away with his mom to London, he runs into people who surprise him. Meeting Niall Horan was the best thing that ever happened to him. He never thought he would fall in love with Niall, the deaf kid


15. Never Say Never





Liam is BOLD


Niall is ITALLIC




-Louis POV-


(Day 3)


He hasn’t been home all night. The second I saw him I ran after him, but Ashton, fucking Ashton. I never should have listened to him. He was telling me to try on a new wet suit and I did, but he came into the dressing room once I had taken off my clothes. He came in there and pinned me to the wall and told me to be quiet. He raped me. I know it looked like I was enjoying it, well okay I was. But I’m sorry! Sex is good… When Harry found us I felt terrible. I ran after him but Ashton stopped me and reminded me I was naked. I cried for an hour in his shop, eventually Ashton kicked me out and told me to leave. I didn’t know where to look for Harry so I went back home. I went to the cabin hoping he would be there. He wasn’t. I sat there for hours hoping he would come home. He never did. Around 2 AM I fell asleep. I woke up at about 10 and felt sad when Harry wasn’t laying there next to me. I cried for about an hour thinking about how he never came back. I hope he is okay, I hope he didn’t get lost out there. When I was all cried out I walked out to the kitchen and grabbed a banana to eat. I sat at the island wishing Harry would just show up at the front door and everything would be okay. I sat at home all day waiting for that moment to come. It never came. The entire day I sat at the island wishing and praying I would hear from him, even a text. Just to know he is okay. At about 11 PM I decided to go into the bedroom. I pulled out one of Harry’s hoodies and pulled it close to me, inhaling the sweet scent of Harry. I cried into the hoodie wishing I could just hug Harry one last time, tell him how much I love him just one last time. At about midnight the doorbell rang, I shot up and ran to the door. I yanked it open and felt my knees give out. It was Ashton, he was carrying Harry in his arms. I dropped onto the floor and cried, Ashton hurried past me setting Harry gently down on the couch. And came back over to me.


“Louis, he’s alright. He’s just passed out.” Ashton soothes rubbing my back. I flinch away from him and slap his hand away.


“Don’t ever touch me again.” I shout at him. He jumps back with his hands in front of his face like I was going to hit him. Smart boy.


“Sorry, I’ll just leave. You’re welcome for saving your boyfriend.” He snapped walking back out of the door. I growled at him and slammed the door in his face. I hurried over to the unconscious Harry laying on the love seat. He was breathing heavily, all I could do was wait for him to wake up. I sat there with him, petting his hair and praying he doesn’t hate me. I felt my eyes drooping from lack of sleep. I lay down on the couch beside the love seat, I tried to stay awake, but I couldn’t. I felt myself drifting off into the land of sleep.


-Harry’s POV-


I had a pounding headache I felt like I was run over by a truck. I sighed and groaned as I felt my head throb. Light was streaming through wherever I was. I clenched my eyes shut tighter, but that only made my headache worse. I heard someone walk into the room. I don’t really know where I am so I decided to act like I was still asleep. I felt the bed, or whatever I am laying on, sink in. Someone was sitting beside me. I felt a warm hand stroke my hair out of my face, I couldn’t help it. My eyes shot open and found Louis wearing my beanie sitting beside me with tears rushing down his face. His face showed how broken he was, I felt so sorry for him. Then everything from a few hours ago came rushing back. I remembered Louis and how he and I were supposed to go snorkeling, how I walked back and found him and that stupid idiot Ashton and him together. I hated him, I hated Louis. I hated life. I just want to be dead. I jumped back away from Louis and glared at him. Louis looked hurt and sad. Good.


“Harry..?” Louis asked his voice cracking from crying. I hissed at him and glared harder. If looks could kill…


“Harry please just hear me out.” Louis begged, I could tell he was close to tears by the way his voice kept cracking. I can’t let him get to me. He hurt me, he doesn’t deserve to have me anymore not after what he did. Louis wiped away a single tear and looked down at the sofa. He started drawing patterns into the sofa.


“Why should I listen to you? You hurt me Louis. You cut me deep.” I growled at him. I’ve never been this harsh to Louis before. I hate hurting him, but he hurt me worse. I don’t think I can ever forgive him for this, and he’s done a lot of fucked up things to me before that I have forgiven him for.


“I know Harry, please just listen to what happened.” He begged looking back up at me with pleading eyes. I felt my walls cracking. I have to be strong and keep them up. He can’t get through them no matter how much you still love him. Stop it Harry, you don’t love him, you hate him remember? He caused you pain. Now you have to forget about him and move on, there are plenty of other guys out there, guys who don’t cheat on you with random strangers. I crossed my arms over my chest and leant back on the couch waiting for his sorry excuse.


“Harry, after you left Ashton told me to go try on a wetsuit so we could go snorkeling. I didn’t know what he was planning Harry you have to believe me. I don’t like him, at all. I hate him for what he did. I love you and only you. I want to be with you and only you. Ashton came into my dressing room after I was undressed and he pinned me to the wall and forced me to have sex with him. I know it looked bad, it’s because it was bad. I fucked up big time and you don’t even know how much I want to go back and fix all of this. I love you Harry, I am so sorry.” Louis says crying once he finishes his story. I hated seeing him cry, I could never stand it. I felt myself breaking down with every tear he shed.


“We can’t ever be the same you know. I don’t know why I am so stupid, but I forgive you, sort of.” I say. I don’t regret myself forgiving him, but I hope I’m not making a mistake. Louis nods and cries into his hands. I crawl over to him and pull him into my arms and hold him closely. He cries for a little while longer. I can feel him sniffle in my arms, he looks up at me with his blue watery eyes and frowns. Right here, when he’s lying in my arms I can truly believe how much he is sorry about his mistakes. I know he truly hates himself for what he did to me, I know he didn’t intend to hurt me. He was forced to do those things with Ashton. I know one thing and one thing only, if I ever see Ashton again. He better run for his life.


“I’m so sorry Harry I don’t know-” I placed my index finger over his lips to shut him up. He shook his head and tried to free his mouth, so instead I leaned down and placed my lips on his. His lips were wet and salty from all of his tears. His lips moved perfectly with mine, they felt right to be on mine. I pulled back and held my forehead to his.


“I still love you Louis William Tomlinson” I whisper. He smiles and crashes his lips back to mine.


“I love you too Harry Edward Styles” Those were the last words we spoke that night. The rest of the night was heard in moans of pleasure and lust.


(Day 4)


“Just take this bird and, it’s broken leg. And we can nurse it, she said” Louis sang from the other room. I yawned and stretched as I got up and pulled on my sweats. I walked out to the kitchen to find Louis singing as he made pancakes. I smiled at him and walked up behind him wrapping my arms around his waist. He jumped at my sudden presence. He turned his head and smiled back at me.


“Good morning” He laughed kissing me quickly then went back to cooking the pancakes. I smiled and kissed his neck.


“Morning baby” I said into his neck. He shivered but continued to cook breakfast.


“Harry?” He said turning around in my arms and leaning against the counter. I hummed and kissed his neck more starting on a love bite.


“You know how yesterday you said we could never be the same?” He said quietly. I pulled back and sighed while nodding at him.


“Yes. Why are you bringing that up?” I ask trying to avoid all of what happened the last few days. Louis looked down at the ground with a blush.


“Are you still sticking to that? Because it doesn’t feel any different…” He trails off still looking at the ground. I sighed and swallowed thickly.


“No, I suppose not. I love you too much too just forget about you. Louis I want you to know that you really hurt me. I don’t know if I can trust you as easily, that is the only thing that’s going to be different between us. Other than that, I still want to hold you and kiss you all the time just like before.” I say grabbing his chin and bringing it up to face me. I kissed his nose causing him to scrunch it up in his cute and adorable way he does.


“I understand Hazza, I made you pancakes! Do you want some?” He asks instantly changing the dreary subject. I smile and nod going to sit at the bar stool on the island in the kitchen. He brings over to plates piled high with thick pancakes, they had chocolate chips in them, my favorite. I smiled and poured some syrup on them instantly digging in. Louis smiled and sat beside me and ate his with me. We ate in silence, but it wasn’t an awkward one. It just felt right to be quiet. When I was done I took both of our plates to the sink and went back to kiss Louis on the top of the head.


“So do we have any plans for today Lou?” I ask giving him a dimpled smile that I know he loves so much. Louis laughed and shook his head no.


“Nope, what does Prince Hazza wish to do today?” He smirked. I gave him a quick peck on the lips before I put my thinking face on causing him to burst into a fit of laughter. I rolled my eyes and sat on his lap.


“How about we go down to the beach, one with no very many people, and we can just… um… well… hangout…” I say awkwardly. He laughs and winks at me kissing my cheek.


“Yea, we’ll ‘hangout’” He laughs pushing me off his chest and walking into our bedroom. I laugh and follow him. I couldn’t help myself, I pushed him down onto the bed and pinned him to it. He laughed and winked at me.


“What are you doing silly” He giggled. I licked my lips and laughed. I was about to lean in and kiss him, but Louis phone rang. I sighed and rolled off of him allowing him to go and grab his phone off the night stand.


“Hello?” He answers. He puts is phone on speaker and places it on the bed. He always puts his phone on speaker, I don’t really know why.


“Hi Louis Tomlinson?” A woman’s voice asks. Louis looks at me confused but answers the strange woman.


“Um, yeah? How can I help you?” Louis asks politely, there’s a sniffle on the other end, but you could tell it didn’t come from the woman.


“You’re friends with Liam correct” She asks. The sniffling happens again. Louis scrunches his eyebrows and looks confusedly at the phone.


“Yes, why? What happened?” He asks. The woman sighs as if she is bored with the task of calling Louis right now.


“Yea, my son Niall is here and he wanted to ask if you have heard from Liam.” The woman says in a bored voice. So the woman’s Niall’s mom? Why is she asking if we have heard from Liam?


“No. Why is everything alright?” Louis asks in a concerned tone. He looks to me with worry written across his face. I rub his back soothingly, trying to calm him slightly.


“He hasn’t been home in the last four days. His mom is worried about him and so is Niall. Call me or text Niall if you hear anything. Bye.” The woman says and ends the call, not waiting for Louis to say goodbye. Louis looks at me his mouth agape.


Where’s Liam?

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