Love At 12th Sight *Niall Horan Fanfiction*

Chapter 7

Abbegail's P.O.V.

You would think that that was Niall, but it definitely wasn't. I whip my head around to be face to face with Jake. I can't believe he would do something like that to Brittney.

"I can't believe you would say something like that when you have a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend. I thought you were a little bit better than that. I guess not. I don't like you like that and I never will. Brittney is a great girl that you are just throwing away with a touch of a finger. You probably want what me and Niall have but you think you can't get that with her. You can though. She is one of the sweetest people I have ever met. She loves you with all her heart through all your flaws. I would never do something like that to her. She is my best friend. I could never ever change that. What if Brittney told you that she was falling for someone else?"

With that I stomped out of the kitchen furiously. I can't believe he would tell me something like that. Did he not even respect Brittney? Brittney sees the anger fuming through my eyes. She runs over to me and just hugs me pulling me onto the back porch.

"What happened in the kitchen those 10 minutes you were gone?"

"Jake said he had feels for me. I went off in him. I told him that I could never feel like that about him, even if I wanted to. I told him that you loved him with all your heart even through his flaws. To finish it off, I asked 'what he would do if Brittney did that to you?' I would never ever do that to you. You have to understand that."

"I know. I'm just glad you told me something like that and didn't fall into one of his traps. He can't stand not flirting with someone he doesn't really like. He has to have everyone falling for him. Now go have fun while I talk sense into him for the 12th time today."

"Thank you so much for understanding. What would I do without you?"

"I don't know. I haven't really thought about it. Since your always there for me and all."

I walk back into the house still kind of mad at Jake. I still can't believe he would do something like that. I swiftly move to sit on the floor with my back to the couch. I feel someone slightly put their hand on my shoulder trying to comfort me. I look up to see Niall looking at me curiously.

"Long story.” I mouth slightly.

He motions for me to go upstairs and tell him and I nod barely so no one notices. We both walk up the

stairs slowly.

"Now what happened?"

"If I tell you, you can't get mad about it. I handled it."

"I won't."

"Jake followed me into the kitchen to tell me he had feelings for me. I told him to back off. That I never thought of him like that and never will. He started to argue with me but I still said the same things I said before. I don't ever what to hurt you. I understand if you get ma--"

"Abbegail, don't talk like that. I would never get mad at you. I'm just glad you told me. You stood up for our relationship. No girl has done that for me before. They only cared about the fame."

"Well t technically I didn't even know you were famous until you told me. I'm glad I didn't know you were famous when I met you."

 I wrap my arms around his waist in a loving hug.

"And why is that?"

"So I can see you as a normal person."

"So see you excited for your first round of the Olympics tomorrow?"

"No. I'm so nervous it's not even funny. I can't do anything without my hands shaking. I'm just wondering if I'm not good enough to win our team gold tomorrow."

"You are good enough. Actually your better than good, your great. You know good and well that the team will win gold. You just do what you do at practice. Forget everyone there and just focus on your routines. You'll do great. Just watch."

I smile up at him shyly as I wipe a few tears from my eyes. No one has ever said something that sweet to me. Our eyes lock and I get butterflies fluttering through my stomach. Very clique I know but that's how I felt. I lean up bringing my lips to his barely. He closes the gap between us kissing me delicately.

"I'm going to bed. I have to be there early tomorrow morning for a quick practice."

"I’ll come with you. I'm pretty tired too."

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The gym is absolutely amazing. Huge glass chandeliers line the ceiling of the halls. Beautiful artwork take up most of the space on the walls. There are not many words to describe it actually other than amazing. I walk hand in hand with Niall through the hall to the door at the end of the hall. We open the doors and I just freeze in my place. There’s enough equipment in here allow 50 or so kids to practice on at one time. This is a once in a lifetime experience that I will never forget. I wave at my coach while the boys find their seats in the crowd.  They’re seats are right in the middle of the whole gym. they have the best view of anyone.

“Take off your warm up suit and get to work on your routines. Don’t work too hard though. Just run through then a couple of times. Remember legs tight, toes pointed, arms up, and keep control through it all.”

“I know. It’s the usual for competition days.”

“This is way more than just a competition. It is the competition.”

“I know that, but if I think of it like that then I will freeze up mid-routine. I can’t do that. I have to not stress myself out and think positive of course.”

“Makes sense. Now get to work.”

I strip down from my warm up pants and jacket. My uneven bars routine is my worst. I have only a few mistakes more than the others in this one. Rubbing chalk on my hands and thighs, I put on my hand straps and get to work on it twice. I do the rest just as easily.

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“Welcome everyone to the gymnastics portion of the Olympics. I know you all are very pleased to be here. I know I am. I don’t want to bore you with this drastically long speech so without further ado I give you the Russian team up first.”

Each girl does each of their routines while we quietly wait in our seats. They are all almost flawless other than the skills on the uneven bars. Just as I think that, one of the best gymnasts on their team falls heavily off the high bar.

How do you like it? It’s finally starting to get good. I still need inspiration. Thank you all for the support on my book and enjoy! J