This City [n.h]

09. everywhere

Trigger warning // mention of death, gunshots, blood, violence

Isobel's P.O.V.

It's been 2 hours since Niall left and to keep myself productive, I cleaned my whole apartment. I finished cleaning by 1 a.m., clearly not realizing how fast the time flew by. I went into the shower, letting the water hit me while I spaced out.

After staying in the shower for about 15 minutes, I got out and wrapped a fluffy white towel around me. I started brushing my teeth and washing my face. I unlocked my bathroom door, walking out in my towel when I heard a soft knock at my front door. I frowned.

It's almost 2 a.m., who the fuck would be knocking on my door at this time?

I looked through the peephole and see Niall. I backed away and pulled my towel around me tighter. What the fuck is he doing here?

Damn, he sure is just everywhere.

I sighed, opening my door slightly just enough to poke my head out. "Niall?"

He scratches the back of his neck, his ears turning red. "Yeah, hey."

"What are you doing here? It's almost 2 a.m.," I asked, very confused.

"I never left..I chilled out in my car down in the parking lot, I couldn't leave." He replies, shrugging.

I start to tear up. I'm such a bitch, here I was telling him to leave, yet he stayed. No one has ever stayed for me whenever I pushed them away before.

He cups my face, "Why are you crying? Please don't cry, it hurts me to see you so sad."

I shake my head, "I'm not sad. I just feel bad because it was rude of me to tell you to go earlier due to me being in a bad mood. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Iz. No need to be sorry, some people just want to be left alone when they are upset and I understand that." He says, softly rubbing the pad of his thumb against my cheek.

I opened the door wider, standing right in front of him in just a towel.

He widened his eyes, his cheeks turning to a light shade of pink. "You did this on purpose?"

I laugh, "No, idiot, why else did you think I only poked my head out and hid my body behind the door?"

He walks in, closing the door behind him. I hear the lock click, letting me know that he had locked the door.

I giggle when he turns back at me after clocking the door. His eyes have turned a darker shade of blue and he keeps licking his lips. With the look he is giving me, I can tell he is loving the sight of me in just a towel.

He gets closer to me, grabbing me by my hips. "You look so delicious right now and I'm starving, spending the past two hours waiting in my car with no food."

I instantly feel my face getting hot, probably the color of a tomato, I pressed my thighs tightly together hoping to some friction happening down there. I go on my tip toes, whispering into his ear "Why don't you come and eat me out then?"

He bites his lip, slipping his hands down to my ass. "Don't tempt me, Isobel." He whisper, his Irish accent coming out more thicker.

I smile, pulling away from him. "You're right." I laugh, rushing to my room and slamming the door shut as soon as I got in there. I locked the door quickly, grabbing clothes out of my closet to put on. I hear Niall groan loudly, probably running his hand down his face after that small moment of ours. I giggle, putting on a red shirt and some black shorts.

I brushed out my wet hair, leaving it down then opening up my door. Niall is standing right outside of it with his arms crossed, glaring straight at me. I look up at him, "What's wrong, pumpkin?" I ask, with a pout at the end.

He gets close to my face, "Pull that shit again and I promise I won't hesitate to throw ya on that couch of yours, spreading your legs wide open to eat that pussy of yours, got it?" He says very seriously.

I start blushing again and all I can do is nod slowly.

He smirks down at me and then presses a kiss to my cheek. "Good, now do you have an extra toothbrush I could borrow?"

Finally, Niall and I got settled down into my bed. He offered up on sleeping on the couch, but I wanted him to be cuddling me anyways so here we are in my bed with him spooning me. He smells so good, I swear his scent is addicting.

I cleared my throat, taking a deep breath in. It's only right for me to explain why I was so upset earlier.

"My dad died when I was 14 year old." I say, my voice coming out shaky.

Niall's grip on me tightens, "You don't have to-"

"I want to." I say, putting my hand on his arms wrapped around me.

Niall nods, burying his face into the crook of my neck.

I take another breath in, "I wanted him to take me to some comedy movie that was out because he and I were completely obsessed with comedy movies. We would always rush to buy our tickets whenever a new comedy movie came out, it was kind of our thing. We'd always watched these movies in these silly hats we'd buy..it was way more fun that way. Anyways, we were in line for popcorn when we..." I take a break, breathing in and out the continuing, "...we heard gunshots. Everything happened so fast yet somehow in the moment it was happening in slow motion. Next thing I-I..know my dad falls to the ground besides me and there is a pool of blood surrounding his body.."

Niall takes a sharp breath, then out.

"M-my mom..blames me for his death. I get it though, I blame myself too.." I say, furiously wiping the tears away from my face.

Niall sits up, grabbing my hand. "Hey, no don't do that to yourself. You had no idea that would happen. You weren't the one behind the gun. You weren't the one who pulled the trigger. You are not the cause of your father's death, do you understand me?" He asked, his voice very stern yet comforting at the same time.

I wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him to me. "I don't deserve you.."

Niall kisses my head, "You do. You deserve everything good in your life, okay? Don't think like that, bringing yourself down will only cause more harm to you, and I don't want that for you.."

"I miss him so much..if we hadn't..." I trailed off, getting choked up on my own words.

He pulls back, cupping my face and wiping my tears. "No, no. You had no idea what was going to happen when you got there, for fucks sake you were only 14..you didn't deserve to lose your dad like that and you didn't deserve to go through that experience at all."

I sniffled, nodding my head. No matter what he says, there is always that thought in my mind that I was the reason my dad died and my mom will always be there to remind me of that.

Niall lays back down, grabbing me to lay on top of him in the process. He wraps his arms around me, holding me close and tight. I sigh into his chest and he starts rubbing my back in soothing circles.

"Thank you.." I softly mumbled into his chest.

"No need to thank me for anything. Thank you for opening up to me, it means a lot." He replied back.

I closed my eyes, falling asleep to the soothing sound of Niall's heartbeat.

A/N

hiiiii im ngl i'm so over my fanfic LOL i feel like it is so cringey and so bad and i am just so over it plus i started school so maybe im just stressed out or something but there is only 5 chapters left so yeah...see yall in the next chapter!