Not Your Average Girl (Niall Love story)

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2 days later

I stumbled around the London eye, Niall was supposed to be here half an hour ago, where is he? I felt so weak. I fell to the ground, was I really dying this time? Was I dying of hunger, thirst, fatiguee, expouser, or all four combind?

I felt strong arms around me, and I was being lifted, where?

"Delila, god you're freezing, Lou, bring the car around," It was Niall. I started crying, because he cared, mabye his friends cared. "Ssh, Lila, don't cry, your safe, ssh," he cooed. I liked the name Lila. I was being lifted into a car, and I was seated on someones lap, I opened my eyes to see Niall, and I was grateful. he took off his sweater, then his shirt, leaving him shirtless. He began to take of my sweater, and I began to struggle. "Delila, I would never do that, skin to skin contact is the best for this," now I felt like a derp. Duh that's what he was trying to do. His arms wraped around my bare ones (I still had a shirt on thank god) and I began to feel warm. "Please talk, love. Let me know that your ok," I liked being called love.

"I'm a-alright," I coughed, my voice sounded horse and dull compared to his.

"You gave us a scare, you know," I began to cry again, I was loved, someone cared. "What did I say?! I'm sorry, don't cry," I burried my face in his chest.

"I-its not you, I'm j-just s-so happy someone c-cares ab-bout me," I say.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't w-want to talk about it, I w-will, jus-st not n-now"

"Ok," some other boy comes in the front seat, and he has brown hair with blue eyes.

"Niall I know you fancy her, but you don't have to-"

"Louis, please, I already told you that I didn't,"

"What ever you say lover boy," I laughed at this because it reminded me about the Hunger Games.

Louis began to drive, and a question fromed in my head.

"Where are we going?" I ask quietly.

"Just to the boys and my house, then we will ring up your parents-"

"NO! Er, I mean, they are dead," I would rather Have them dead.

"Really, oh I'm sorry Lila, do you mind if I call you that?"

"No,"

"Is there some body we should call, to let them know where you are....?"

"Nope,"

"Er, alright, do you have a place to stay?"

"Uh, no?" It sounded more like a question.

"Then you can stay with us!" The Louis-boy said.

"No I really couldn't -"

"Nonsense! You'll stay with us, no more about it," Niall said.

"Yipee, Liam will put in his two cents, you better be prepared Niall,"

"I know, I am"

We drove until we came to a stop at large house.

"Here we are," said Niall helping me put on my sweater and he carried me bridal style inside.

"I can walk you know," I huffed.

"Oh really? You didn't really seem super good at it earlier, " I rolled my eyes.

"Aw, you two are flirting!" Said Louis.

"Are not!" Niall and I answered in unison. Niall put me down and we looked in the living room to see three pairs of glaring eyes staring back at us.

"Hi guys," Niall said nervously "This is Delila, she's going to be staying with us for a while,"

"Hello," I shook a guys hand with curly hair, "I'm Harry,"

I moved onto a boy who had black hair, and unlike Harry, he wasn't smiling.

"I'm Zayn," I moved to the next boy, and thought that Zayn didn't like me much.

"Hi, I'm Liam," I shook his hand aswell. They all seem friendly enough.

"Harry, why don't you show Delila the rest of the house?" Liam said, and he took me upstairs,

"Um, the bathrooms there, our rooms are here, kitchens there, that's about it," he said then went into what I'm assuming is his room. I wandered over to the stair and heard Liam and Zayn talking to Niall and Louis.

"Niall, why in the world did you bring a stray into the house?" A-a stray? That's what the think of me?

"She's not, just some one who needs-"

"No, Niall, she's probably faking it-"

"No you don't know her!"

"Neither do you!"

"She needs me, she has no one! She was crying because she was happy someone cared about her! She needs me! I know it sounds far fetched, but she needs some one. I'll take responsibility for her, just please," that shattered my heart. He really cared.

"Fine, don't come crying to me when she betrays you," I was about to cry, out of fear and sadness, Liam Payne and Zayn Malik hated me. I wandered down the hall looking for the kitchen, and I saw Niall.

"Want a sandwich?" He asked.

"Yes please," I said, and he made me PB&J. My favourite.

We had fun eating sandwiches and making funny faces. I haven't laughed that hard since....never.