Be Mine Tonight (A Niall James Horan FanFiction) *ON HOLD*

chapter 11

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Heather's POV

I just ran out of the room. I found the door to the stairs and I ran down, and I didn't care how long I had to run, I just had to go. I was crying so hard, and my eyeliner was dripping to my feet. I honestly didn't care.

I just kept running. I heard footsteps behind me so I just ran faster. Then I heard a fimiliar Irish accent call:

"Heather WAIT! STOP! Heather please!"

I just kept running down, down, down. I kept going further and further down, but the bottom looked like it was still 100 kilometers away!

I heard crying and footsteps getting closer and louder. I was crying so much that I couldn't see a thing. So, there was no point in turning around to see Niall's blurry face for possibly the last time.

I then heard no more footsteps, just crying (that wasn't my own) getting quietter the further I ran. I finally stopped moving down the stairs, and I stood there looking forward. Then I heard a faint innocent Irish voice that belonged to Niall say:

"Heather please stay, please?"

"Niall! Why should I? I havent even been here for more than five minutes and I'm getting everyone in a fight!" I screamed while still facing forward.

"Because Heather!" He shouted. I turned around, which I instantly regretted. His face was red and covered in tears. (which mine probably was too) The sight of him like this really hurt me.

I don't understand though. I've caused so much trouble in such a small amount of time, and he hardly even knows me! Why would he want me to stay longer?

"Niall," I began. "Because isn't an answer, and in this case both of our opinions are invalid! I need to leave! Go fix Harry, and as you wished, We'll act as if this never happened and you never met me!" I scramed at him.

"Heather! That's the problem! I didn't mean to say what I said! I was just angry, and I just couldn't believe that I did such a thing to Harry! I'm so glad I met you Heather! You're beautiful, funny, and all I could ask for! Heather, I love you! Now, for real this time, Can I call you my princess?"

He said this to me, and I just didn't know that to say. Honestly I think We'd be better off without eachother, but then I think he'll be so hurt.

"Niall, I don't know okay! I don't know you, and I caused the problem in the room, so I sure as hell don't wanna go back in there! I'm great at causing problems, and I cant fix them! I try so hard to do the right thing, but I can't! You are so much better off without me!" I yelled to him.

He was crying even more. He started to walk down to me, and I just stood there.

Niall's POV

I was walking down to her crying harder than I ever have in my life. Once I finally got down to her I lifted her head with my finger and I looked into her beautiful green eyes. We just stood that way for a few minutes then I spoke up.

"I know you don't hardly even know me," I whispered to her "but no matter who you are all problems are fixable. I think we all try to do the right thing, Heather, but you don't have to be succesful to be my princess." I told her.

"she looked at me kissed me, and whispered "yes, I love you my prince."