The Story of My Life (Larry Stylinson and Niam Horayne PAFP)

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    Liam couldn't help a smile, still laying awake as Niall made soft sounds. He nuzzled softly into his boyfriend's neck moments later, letting his brown eyes flutter shut even he wasn't very tired.

    Hugs. :P


    Liam breathed softly into Niall's neck, his eyelashes brushing against the skin. He was still holding the blue eyed lad firmly against him with his strong arms and just listening to Niall's snores.

    Liam smiled faintly before his mind started to go fuzzy around the edges, beginning to fall asleep. His breathing was evening out, going almost totally still underneath the small Irish lad.

    Liam was soon fully asleep underneath Niall, letting out little puffs of air. His arms were still around the blue eyed lad's waist, but they were just loosely resting there now.

    Timeskip---
    Time: Niall's birthday 12:30 pm


    Niall's blue eyes flashed open and he smiled. "Liamm..." He hummed gently. "LiLi guess what day it is." He said happily.

    Oh damn. Sorry. x3



    Liam was still asleep, not aware of Niall being awake. He simply cuddled into the blue eyed lad more, tightening his grip around his boyfriend and nuzzling into his neck again. He was breathing evenly, his taller frame tucked up behind the Irish boy.

    Liam frowned in his sleep, his eyes fluttering open after a short moment. He groaned when he realized he as awake, snugglign even futer into Niall' neck. He sensed the blonde boy was awake and he huffed gently, looking up at him. "What time is it?" He asked groggily.

    Liam huffed slightly into the pillow, closing his eyes but not even attempting to go back to sleep. He couldn't when his boyfriend got like this. "I don't know. The day I'm going to cuddle you into obliviation so you'll go back to sleep." He guessed, smiling tiredly.

    "No." I said. Was it possible that he forgot my birthday? I asked myself in my head. My eyes filled with tears, threatening to leak from my eyes. "You really forgot?" I whimpered.

    Liam blinked at him, his sleep slowed mind trying to catch up to why he was crying. Why was he even woken up at twelve thirty in the morning? It finally clicked, never having been one to be the most energetic when woken up, his mind always foggy with sleep directly after waking up. "No, love. Of course I didn't forget. I'm just tired, s'all. It's your birthday." He muttered, voice gravely. He reached out to tug Niall into his arms, noticing how he'd looked like he might start crying. And now he felt a bit guilty.


    Should be come back from pm with Harry and Louis?

    Liam shook his head, kissing the Irish lad's forehead. "No, I didn't. I just wasn't thinking clearly, you know I never do right after I wake up." He replied quietly, sliding an arm around Niall's waist to pull him close and cuddle him.


    Louis snuffled as he cuddled into Harry, his body pressed closely to the taller lad's. Louis' short frame only allowed his cold feet to reach Harry's ankles, and he pressed them against his boyfriend's legs to try and warm them. "You're like a heater," Louis hummed from where his face was tucked into Harry's neck.

    I nodded gently, a tear leaked from my eye. I felt like I wasn't good enough. Like I was worthless. I sniffled, and rested my hand on his chest.


    Harry smiled and wrapped his strong arms around Louis, nuzzling his nose into the small boy's neck. "Only for you." I murmured faintly.