She's Not Afraid

That Night.

That night my phone rang almost every 5 minutes, I'd check hoping it would be Cher and Harriet but no. It was always the perfect blonde haired boy I'd left in tears.

Everytime it rings it comes up with a photo that Lou took of us. We were on the couch cuddling when Lou wiped out the camera. Our reaction was to pull stupid faces and I used one when his pretending to eat my head. Who knows what I'm doing though.

Every single time I see his name pop up on my phone it says "Prince" because on his phone I'm "Princess." Who knows I probably wasn't since he was using me for a publicity stunt.

I don't even know what to think of him at the moment. My view of him is all messed up.

I heard a knock on the bedroom door.

"Nikk can I come in?" I heard the voice say.

"Of course dad you own it." I joked.

Dad walked in seeming to be a calm and a little less drunk than usual.

"I heard about you and Niall... I really liked the lad too." He sat on the end of my bed.

"Lou told you?" I wondered.

"Yeah he did before." He nodded.

"Where is he?"

"Uh-Um... He went to Niall'a house, apparently his not going to well." He clicked my home button on my phone.

"You should talk to him, you haven't heard his side to the story yet." He admitted chucking me my phone.

"I know but it seemed pretty clear." I whispered.

We both stared at my phone as Niall rand my phone.

"Nikk I'm not leaving until you answer." He said sternly.

I stared at him picking my phone up looking at how happy we were in the photo. I finally had the guts to accept and face the music.

"Hi."

~Niall's POV~

A few seconds of silence between the next word spoken. I took a heavy breathe for air before I spoke.

"Nikk?" I couldn't believe she answered. My tears still streaming down my face from our previous conversation. I just wanted to talk to her and sort things out. "Nikk you answered."

"Yeah I had no choice really." She bluntly said.

"Look, I didn't tell Paul because he wants me to stay out of relationships because of fans. He knew I liked you before we met at Starbucks and told me to stay away from you. So I couldn't tell him about us. I knew he wouldn't like it. He didn't even like I'd out in public together. If I was using you why would I spend half of my time at your house where no one knows we are?" I rushed everything out. It sounded better in my head.

I heard her take a deep breathe through the other end of the phone. Hoping she wasn't going to end our relationship right then and there. That's the one thing I didn't want.

"Niall. You still did the wrong thing, you should have told him then and there that we were together. And you let him tell me that you said we weren't together. That's what really hurt me. But I'm sorry I stormed off and didn't let you tell me what happened. I just felt like you didn't want me. I felt only like a publicity stunt to you. I guess I was to hurt to think about my actions..." She trailed off.

"Nikk. It's nothing like that. Never will be. Your so much more than that to me." I replied. I felt she was right. I did the wrong thing. All I care about now is still having her. At least I think I do.

"Niall?"

"Yeah Nikk?"

"Can you come over tomorrow?" She asked, I heard her shy out of the question. Who knows why she's being shy.

"Of course. I'll see you then." I replied.

"Ok. Thank you. Thank you for everything. I'll see you then." She hung the phone up. I guess I had to tell Paul and the rest of the boys about Nikk and I now.

I know it's bad I didn't tell the boys but they weren't too keen on the idea of us as a couple. The only one who liked the idea was Lou. Harry and Liam had been "busy" a lot lately so I didn't have much time to tell them anyway.

I had a feeling Zayn new because he told me to "go for it" one day. I don't know what that really means.

Next meeting I'll tell them all the news.

~Nikkita's POV~

As I got of the phone I slummed back down into my pillow. Dad played with my toes, as he ha listened to the whole conversation.

"See what did I tell you? Who's right? ME!" He was almost celebrating.

"Dad stop! AHHH THAT TICKLES!" I laughed as dad tickled the bottom of my feet.

"I really like the lad. His good to you. You make a very good couple." He admitted.

"Yeah his a good lad. We always have a laugh. He could be that favourite gay guy friend... excepts his completely straight and we have feelings for eachother." Dad looked at me oddly.

"I would have explained it in another way but sure. Whatever floats your goat."

"Dad it's boat not goat." I responded.

"Not in my head." He almost whispered.

I loved dad sober, His the best. He'd been very good lately, his been acting more like a dad again. His really taking action now. I think his just missed his family.

He turned off my light and went to walk out.

"Dad?" I called before he shut the door.

"Yes princess." He strided back in the room.

"I miss her too." I whispered trying not to cry.

"I know Nikkita. I know. We all do." He walked over kissing my forehead as his eyes began to fill with tears. Just as mine did. "Goodnight, I'm sorry for the last couple of weeks. I promise I'm going to be a better father to you and Lou. Love you." He shut my door as he walked out.

His words are all I needed. He was amazing. Things are going to turn around. I can feel it