Hold You (Niall + Dakota)

Ch.3

Chapter 3

I walk through the door to our house and the first thing I notice is a half full packet of cigarettes sitting on the coffee table. Shocked, I gasp. Has Niall started smoking? “Don’t worry babe it was only 1 cigarette, I promise. Zayn left them here and I was so stressed and worried about you..” I sighed and kissed his cheek. I looked around our small house and I couldn’t help smiling when I saw the massive framed photo of me and niall kissing. Niall didn’t like spending much money because he wanted to be like everyone else our age but he must have spent heaps on this, he likes normal things, he bought us a small house, Its cute and suits us perfectly. Its 1 story but spacious. Back to subject.. I walk over to the photo and smile, it was a perfect kiss.

Flashback 6 months ago**

Niall had invited me on a date and we were laying on the old abandoned football field watching the sun go down, “Niall do you ever think ‘what if you never had never met me at that signing’ Imagine if I hadn’t gotten a pass for it. Have you ever wondered?” I shyly asked. He rolled onto his side to face me. “Dakota every time I see your beautiful face, every night before I go to sleep, I think about how lucky I was that day to meet you. I think about how I knew you were my other half straight away” He whispered. I kissed his cheek and smiled. He took a breath in, reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a beautiful silver bracelet with a key on it. “Dakota I bought us a house.. Do you want to move in with me?” My face light up and I immediately said “Yes please!” He placed the bracelet around my wrist and pulled out his phone. “Kiss me” he replied. I leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips, I went to pull away but he held my face in place and deepened the kiss. I ran my hands through his hair and heard a ‘click’ from his phone. I smiled into the kiss and he took another photo. He put his phone down and started kissing along my jaw-line, and his lips kept travelling downward my neck leaving little purple bruises above my collarbone.

Niall noticed me staring at it and walked over, hugging me from behind kissing the top of my head. “Im so grateful you said yes. I love you so much.” He said into my hair. For a second I was seeing stars, I felt really dizzy. A tear wandered down my cheek as I looked up at Niall, thinking about how I’ll never have his kid(s). “Why are you crying Kitty” He asked with a worried expression on his face. “Im not” I said quickly wiping away the tear. “When are you going on tour Niall..?” I asked changing subject. I already knew because being a Directioner I know everything. “In  1 week” He whispered gently. Hugging me to his chest he started singing Hold You by Nina Nesbitt. He released me and I went to our room and placed my clothes back into my wardrobe. “IM HAVING A SHOWER” I shouted to Niall from the bathroom. I undressed myself looking at my body in the mirror. I gasped when I saw the purple trail of love-bites up my neck from the hospital. I looked at my wrists seeing the scars from my recent cuts, disgusted I looked away. I turned the shower on and walked over to the sink, reaching up in the cabinet for a blade. Finding one I stepped into the shower, hissing at the hot temperature. I held the blade and sliced my wrist twice, watching blood flow down the drain I was happy that everyone that sends me hate is slowly getting what they want. I heard a knock on the door and Niall saying “Kota can I come in for a sec I need to pee so badly”. I laughed, put down the razor hiding it behind my shampoo bottle and said “Sure hun come in”. Niall doesn’t know I cut my wrists, I get a lot of hate and I take what people say to heart. He comes in and I pretend to wash my hair. “DAKOTA TURN THE SHOWER OFF. GET OUT” clueless about him seeing blood pooring out of my wrist I step out. I feel a warm liquid run down my hand. Shit. Im so stupid I thought the blood had stopped. Why didn’t I check. Normally when he sees me naked his eyes fill with lust and need, but this time they r filled with care, worry, confusion and anger. He wraps a towel around my body and runs my wrist under the sink tap and gets the first aid kit. He puts antiseptic on my wrist, wraps it in a bandage and kisses it whispering “Why Dakota”.