My Picture Caught His Eye [A Niall Horan Fan Fiction]

Chapter 5

‘’Hi Niall!’’ Emilie said in a very happy tone.

OMG! Her voice was just so pretty. Her saying my name made me melt inside and gave me lots of butterflies; more than I ever had before. I sat down next to the beautiful lady and hugged her. ‘’Hello Princess’’ I said before kissing her soft cheek. I felt her smile growing on her face while I was kissing her cheek. 

On the ride to the hotel, we talked about the movies we were going to watch that night. She picked: Jack&Jill, Taken and my favourite movie of all time: Grease. Her parents allowed her to sleep with me at the hotel, which was very nice of them. Emilie told me that they never let her sleep at a guy’s house before and that they never really permitted her to hang out with a guy like that either. It was kind of flattering to be the only guy to ever have been able to hang alone with her.

Once arrived at the hotel, it was already time for dinner. We decided to order some pizza half cheese half pepperoni, her favourite. When we were done eating dinner, we took turns to shower and got into our pajamas. I got to admit she looked completely sexy in her tight mini shorts and her sleeping camisole. It took my breath away when we got out of the bathroom. After getting all cleaned up, we both laid in our bed to talk a little bit more before starting the first movie. Emilie was such a nice and talkative girl! She was a little bit shy, but it only made her even cuter! We were talking about everything and anything. She asked me how it was like to be in such a popular band. I answered that sometimes it made me feel bad about myself, because so many people hated on us just for being famous; but on the other hand it also made me meet amazingly great people. Of course, I was refereeing to her, and as soon as she realized it, she blushed. She looked so cute blushing, because of what I said. As she was reddening, she passed her hand in her hair and I noticed some marks on her wrist… This couldn’t be what I thought it was. It just couldn’t, not a beautiful girl like her, not my Emilie… She detected my mood changing and her eyes were watering…

‘’No, baby girl, don’t cry…’’ I said sadly.

*Emilie’s POV*

Oh, no! He saw my cutting marks. That was the last thing I wanted to discuss with him right now, we were having such a great time so far, and I didn’t want him to pity me… I didn’t want my sad life to ruin one of my happiest moments! Niall was being an angel; he was the nicest and funniest! We were really getting along well, more than I have with any other guys at school. He just really got me, but this would make it all awkward between us, it always did that with people who found out that I used to cut. Tears were falling from my eyes, I could see Niall couldn’t stand seeing me cry. He took his hands and whipped my tears away and then he grabbed both my wrist and brought them to his kissable lips and snogged my scars. I thought it was a very good manner to tell me ‘’it’s okay, don’t cry’’.

‘’It’s okay beautiful, we all have our issues. I want to ask though, if you don’t want to answer it’s perfectly fine, I’ll understand… Why did you cut yourself? You are such a beautiful girl who doesn’t deserve to get hurt. And if it’s over a guy, I’ll punch his face so hard.’’ Niall said calmly.

He slowly put his arm around my shoulder to comfort me as he was looking deeply into my eyes waiting for my answer. I would normally just change the subject, but Niall trying to console me gave me enough courage to tell him everything about my problems. So, I told him.

‘’Almost two years ago, I was dating this guy named James. He was my first love and I know it’s crazy to say that when I was only 13-14 years old, but I really loved him. We were having a long distance relationship and my parents never knew about it. We had just celebrated our 4 months, when he decided to dump me. What really hurt me most was that he only changed his facebook relationship status to single without even telling me we were broken up… Not so long after that, all his friends started being, excuse me for the word, complete dicks to me. They were calling me a bitch, a flirt and other mean names like that. They would always call me on Skype to ask me to strip for them or show them my boobs, they would also text me things such as ‘’show me your boobs, babe.’’ or ‘’I want to fuck you so bad’’. It got very annoying and the mean things they would say to me really hurt my feelings and I already had my heart broken, so it got me even more depressed. It ruined my self-esteem pretty bad. The thing was that I had never done anything to them; they just thought treating me like that was funny. I never even was friends with them in the first place, I mean, I knew them but that was it. It was summer and every summer I move to my cottage, which is almost an hour away from the city where my school friends live. I was so depressed that I did not contact or saw anybody from school the whole summer. I needed time to get better but meanwhile, my friends at school got closer with each other. So, when school started the next September, I felt like I was the 3rd wheel to everybody. I fought with my best friend, because I was too depressed to see anybody and even if I was in the mood to see her, it was hard for me to get a ride to go back to the city for a day. So, basically I had no one. It was really, really hard to deal with. And it made me feel even worse. I felt lonely, very lonely. So, I started to harm myself. I began with my right wrist, then my left, then my legs and so on. I even starved for a little while, I lost so many pounds it scared me. I used to cry myself to sleep and I couldn’t fall asleep until it was 2-3-4 and sometimes 5AM. It took me more than a year to get better and I’m still struggling when I’m going through a hard path. When I first started listening to your music, it made me feel a lot better. It was just the thing I needed: hope. Your videos made me laugh. No one else could make me laugh like you guys did. This is the main reason why I became a Directioner and I thank you for that. I’m feeling a lot better now and I don’t want you to worry about me. I’m fine, but I still get some of those emotional breakdowns.’’

Niall was staring at me, his beautiful blue eyes full of water. He was shocked about how much I had to go through, because of a jerk who decided to dump me rudely. I could see that he felt sorry for me.

*Niall’s POV*

I was shocked and still hadn’t said one word since Emilie finished telling me her story. I didn’t feel like words were enough to tell her how sorry I was for her. She told me about a very painful moment of her life, she really trusted me.  I was looking right into her eyes, tears falling from both our faces. Her eyes were so beautiful. They captivated me, I didn’t know why; they just made want to come closer and kiss her lips. So, I leaned in and gave her a passionate kiss on her lips. She kissed back. It was a wonderful kiss. I didn’t know if it was the right time, yet, but I had to; I just had to.

‘’Thank you for sharing this with me, Emilie. I really appreciate it. Don’t worry though; I am never, under any circumstances, going to hurt you. I love you.’’ I said lovingly as I leaned in for another kiss.