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


20. Pumped Up Kicks





Liam is BOLD


Niall is ITALLIC


-Liam’s POV-


“Liam! Where are you?” My mom coughed out from the kitchen. The entire house was filling with thick black smoke, I had to get my mom and Niall out of here. I didn’t even know there was a fire until I saw the smoke coming from the living room. I know Zayn is somewhere but I think I saw him heading towards the door once he saw the fire. He was a smart boy, he can take care of himself. I got up from where I was laying on the floor and helped my mom out of the kitchen and into the living room and that’s when I saw Niall. He was laying on the floor his body in a slump not moving. Fear ran through me, is he dead? I looked him over. His arm was red and bloody, he looked severely burned. Shit! He needs to get this looked at or it could get much worse. I rushed over to him and tried to wake him up. I nudged him but he didn’t show any sign of life. I placed my two fingers on his wrist, he had a pulse thank god. I looked up to where I had left my mom she was looking down at me with fear. I sighed and picked Niall up in my arms bridal style. The house was filling with smoke quickly, my lungs were beginning to burn. I looked down to see a pillow close to where Niall once was laid out. That son of a bitch must have thrown the burning pillow at Niall. Pure hatred is all I felt for Bobby at this moment.


“We need to get out of here. Try to stay low to the ground, smoke rises. Crawl if you need to, we have to make it out of here alive.” I informed my mom. She gave me a weary nod but ducked down and we walked to the door as quickly as possible. She was obviously scared, I don’t think she had ever been in a fire or any sort of situation like this. I mean yeah I haven’t either, but I know enough from TV and books to know about smoke and how it works. Sometimes I’m thankful I am such a nerd and spent most of my days reading during the summers I had no friends. I could feel the smoke burning into my lungs making me gag at the burnt taste it left my mouth. The smoke was filling the house, making it difficult to see in front of me. It was so thick I couldn’t see five feet in front of me. I coughed as the smoke entered my lungs sending burning feelings into me. I can’t panic, I have to keep my head on and get all of us out of here alive. I coughed hard again feeling my lungs hurt from the violent coughing I have been doing. I ducked down trying to find clean air, but there was too much smoke. I couldn’t find any air that wasn’t filled with smoke, damn my mom for closing up all the windows. Panic was building inside of me, my chest was getting tighter. I can’t tell if it’s from the smoke or fear. I can’t afford to pass out at a moment like this, I need to keep breathing weather its smoke filled breaths or not. I coughed roughly trying to get some of the smoke out of my system. My lungs were burning everything around me was up in flames, I could feel the heat building around me. My skin was beading with sweat from the immense heat around me. I don’t think I have ever felt such a burning heat around me, I never want to feel something like this again. I have to find our way out of here, where did my mom go? I looked around spotting her a couple feet away, I could barely see my mom in front of me, but then there was a sudden light, making me see a little clearer. I realized she had opened the front door. The light was the sun from the clean air out front. Finally some clean smoke free air. We ran out the front door, me still carrying Niall, his face was pressed into my chest. I really hope he didn’t breathe in too much smoke, I don’t want to think about what would happen if he had inhaled too much. Once we were out front I stopped dead in my tracks. The sight in front of me scared me so deep to the core I nearly fell over. Bobby was standing about ten feet in front of Niall, my mom, and I and he had a gun. Where he got the gun I had no idea, the part that scared me the most was who was at the end of that gun. Sure I didn’t get along well with him, but it was no reason for him to die, especially after what he just did for me and my family. Zayn with his unmistakable black quiff was at the end of that gun. It was pointed to his temple. Bobby was smirking almost like he had won. I saw Giulia on the other side of the street, tears filling her eyes. She didn’t know what else to do, she ran. Not that she was a coward, she just didn’t know what to do. She was probably thinking the worst was going to come out of this situation since her boyfriend was sitting at the end of the barrel of the gun. I didn’t want to think about if he squeezed that trigger.


“You listen and you listen good fag. Hand over the cock sucker and your little friend here won’t die.” He sneers. I shudder at the thought of him shooting my new step brother. My mom gasped once she realized what was happening right in front of her eyes. I turned to her and she was shaking her head with tears streaming down her face. She looked so broken, it broke my heart to see her in such pain. This wasn’t how I ever wanted to see her, no one ever want to see their mother crying her eyes out and looking so broken right there in front of them. It pains you to see her so broken and fragile. I just wanted to rip out Bobby’s throat for doing this to our family.


“P-please don’t hurt him! He didn’t do anything to you!” She begged tears streaming down rapidly. He chuckled and pressed the gun closer to his temple. Zayn didn’t mutter a sound, damn he’s brave.


“Hand him over or I pull the trigger.” He demands. My arms tighten on Niall. I can’t allow him to take him away, I only just got him and in the way I know I need him. I shook my head trying to clear it and think better. I can’t let Bobby get into my head, I have to think clearly and trick him. I looked down at the unconscious boy in my arms, I know he is the one, I know I love him. I don’t want to be with anyone else, only him. He has changed my world, he may have a disability, but I still love him. I love Niall Horan.


“Why do you want him? Didn’t you tell him to never come back?” I questioned hopping to confuse him long enough for Zayn to escape. I eyed Zayn trying to convey the message. But then I thought, even if he ran, Bobby still has a gun and no one can out run a gun. I gulped down the fear that was building in my system and put on a tough face.


“He has something I want. Now hand him over or your friend gets a bullet to the brain.” He shouted. I licked my lips trying to think of what Niall could possibly have that Bobby wants. He’s never told me of anything that his father would want from him. I heard sobs coming from my mom, she had fallen to her knees on the ground crying about the gun pressed to Zayn’s temple. I know this had to be painful for her to see, she loves Zayn like a son now.


“You’ve got until I count to 10 to hand over the fag. 1” He started to count. I just stood there in shock. I didn’t know what to do, I can’t hand him Niall.


“9” That’s the last thing I would do, not when I don’t know what he is going to do to Niall. I don’t know much about Bobby and how he acts towards Niall, Niall refused to tell me any details.


“8” But from what I saw in the kitchen, I know none of it can be good.


“7” He is not a good father, at all. I can’t allow him to take Niall and hurt him any longer.


“6” I stood there in panic as he kept counting his finger inching towards the trigger with every number he spat out.


“5” he released the safety on the gun. I watched as Zayn visible stiffened.


“4” Tell Giulia I love her Zayn mouthed to me. My heart broke.


“3 You’re seriously going to let this idiot die for that fag?” Bobby spat smashing his gun farther into Zayn’s temple making him wince at the pain of the metal in his head.


“2 my son fell in love with a moron.”


“1” He had his finger to the trigger and he squeezed it.


[A/N DUN DUN DUN! Cliffhanger hehe sorry. it's fun doing that to you guys. SO yeah I have some news! sad for me but beneficial to you! So I am going to the One Direction Concert on July 30th in California right? So my friend who was supposed to go bailed on me and said she cant anymore. So I'm selling a ticket. if you're interested inbox me and we can talk prices and swap info k? I'm being serious my mom wants to sell it full price but I can probably get her to lower the price just inbox me :) Thanks for reading!]

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