Be My Romeo? A Niall Horan Fanfiction

Part 15...

I pulled the woolly blanket over my ice cold legs, turning up the movie I was watching just a little bit louder. Niall had gone out to the super market to get stuff for Lia, Lia doing chores in the kitchen, she knew secretly we'd be staying here for a while... It was hard to define Lia, one minute you'd think she was the nicest person in the world, then the next she was as sharp as a viper, ready to attack at any moment... I'd always had this feeling she hated me, like she just wanted to get rid of me from Matt's life, but I just ignored it the majority of the time. She'd let me stay here, so it was probably the better decision to hold my tongue.

Today however was one of her good days as I'd found out this morning when I'd spotted my breakfast ready made on the breakfast table, she never done this... Then she'd suggested I should just relax today as the past two days had been pretty emotional, she'd sent Niall to the shop... She hated him and I'm sure of that too.

"You alright love?" She asked, sticking her head in the doorway. I looked at her, her long brown hair flowing down to her waist, her tiny frame concealed under baggy clothes. Tyler might have been a want to be hippie, but this woman WAS a hippie, and I respected her choices...

"I'm fine thank you..." I whispered, returning my gaze to the TV. Lia wasn't quite convinced and sat down on the sofa next to me, pulling my legs up onto her lap.

"He'll fix everything you know..." She smiled sympathetically, "He always does..."

"I know he will..." I sighed, "But right now I just feel so alone..."

"What do you mean?" I turned to face her, she looked pretty concerned.

"Tyler doesn't believe me, Rebecca hasn't texted or phoned since she left, Kendall found out from Tyler so thinks I done it... I'm even having my doubts about Niall believing me... It feels like he can't stand to be in the same room as me..." I could feel tears trying to escape my eye, but I wiped them gently, "Stacey doesn't, My uncle doesn't... The other boys don't..."

"Well," Lia took a hold of my hand in her own warm hand, squeezing it comfortingly, "Matt believes you... And even though I know the FULL story of your reputation... I believe you..."

"You do...?" She pursed her lips, before nodding only once.

"I know you and I have never seen eye to eye, but I have seen enough of you to know when or when not you are telling the truth... Your eyes always give this hint, it's difficult to describe, but when your lieing they go a duller colour, but when telling the truth they are the brightest i've ever seen them..." She explained, "If they don't believe you then they'll learn eventually... You just need to be willing to be patient to prove yourself right..."

"I see what you mean..." I looked down into my lap for a second before looking up again, "Thank you Lia... I didn't think many people would believe me..."

"You're my future sister in law if things go well... I go by my instincts, and they're telling me you're right..." She replied, "It doesn't matter how many people believe you, its how the people who do believe you pursue your innocence..." She squeezed my hand one final time before getting to her feet and heading out into the hallway again... Why did she have to talk in riddles?!

"Thanks Niall..." I sighed as I took the mug of tea from him. The day had got brighter since mine and Lia's 'moment' earlier so I decided to sit in the back garden by the fish pond. Her house reall was lovely, after school finished I must force Matt to move in with her, I really must... Niall sat down next to me, sipping some lucozade, he wasn't really a tea person.

"I would have thought Matt would have got me back in school by now..." I sighed, "You didn't have to follow me..."

"No but I wanted to..." He replied. No he hadn't really, I knew it but I didn't have the heart to tell him... I wanted him to go back to the school, he was missing his friends, just like I was, but he had a choice whereas I didn't... I HAD to leave the school... I couldn't think of a way to make him go back, every time I suggested it he'd shake his head, 'You're more important to me right now'.

He took a deep breath, slowly releasing it as if he was building up the courage to say something... "Why'd you start the fire Chelsea?" That hit me like a ton of bricks, he didn't believe me...

"I didn't start the fire..." I muttered, trying to hide how I was feeling...

"Come on Chelsea, there isn't much point of you lying to me..."

"Niall I was with you the whole time..." I raised my eyebrow, looking him into his blue eyes, it clicked in my mind, he actually meant what he was saying... "You think I did...?"

"Well..."

"I didn't do it! So what, I'm always in trouble so it must have been me?!" I could feel the need to cry, but I'd had enough crying this week, it was time to man up, "Do you know what Niall, STUFF YOU!"

"Well its the truth isn't it?! You started it!" He shouted back at me, I stood up, him getting to his feet too, "It's your fault I left too!"

"I never asked you too!" I snapped, taking a step closer to him. I sounded like my mum... And he sounded like my dad... Deja Vu...

"I felt like I had to!" He shouted back, "Now I regret it!" My heart felt like it was about to break into a million pieces... Regret, the one word no one in a relationship would want to be told by the other... He regretted meeting me...

"Well..." I couldn't hold back the tears now, it was too much, they just started to fall once again, "You don't have to regret it anymore... Just go..."

"Fine!" He shouted, shoving past me. He went inside the house, leaving me alone outside. The guy I liked... Scrap that... The guy I thought I loved... No... The guy I loved thought I was lying... A few minutes later I heard the front door slam shut, his voice talking to someone... Probably to Liam on the phone. I sat down on the wall, cupping my head in my hands... If this is what love was meant to be like, I didn't want it... It was too painful...

"Chelsea, honey, its alright..." I heard Lia say, her voice coming closer, a hand now resting on my back, patting it calmly. I was pulled towards them, two arms cradling me like a child once again... All my friends hated me, my brother, my sister... Niall... I had to face it now, I was a waste of space...