Attempting To Trust (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12

Karla POV

I really like Niall, I really do. But if this music thing kicks off, which I know it will, I do not know if I can be with him anymore.

With me in soccer traveling all over the world and him on tour all over the world, when are we going to see each other?

The question is, are we really meant to be together? Because if we are not going to be together for the rest of our lives, what's the point in dating now?

I'm ecstatic for him, I really am. So excited, in fact, that I realize I may not be the best person for him. He is too good for me. I don't deserve him.

Nobody does.

But maybe there is some girl out there that could make him the happiest man in the world. They will get married, have kids, and raise a family together. I couldn't do that for him until I retire from soccer.

With tears clouding my eyes, knowing what I have to do, I text Niall.

"Hey Babe. What are you doing tonight?"

"Just writing some more songs probably, why?" He text me back almost instantly.

"I just wanted to talk to you."

"Is it bad?" He asked me.

"Depends how you look at it," I sent in response to him.

"Ok..wanna come over then?"

"Of course. Be there in 30?"

"Yep. I'll be here," he sent.

Poor Niall. I just hope, with all my heart that we can still be friends. He is far too good of a person to completely leave him out of my life.

When I finally arrived at his house, Zayn answers the door giving me a look far from comforting.

"Hey, Zayn," I said hesitantly.

"Hey Karla," he said to me with no signs of a smile on my face.

I scooted past him, hoping that the further I got from Zayn, the less awkward the scenario would be.

I walked in to Niall's living room to see him with tears in his eyes, pencil in hand. Walking as slowly and soundless as I could, I watched him before sitting next to him on his beige couch.

Softly and with as much comfort to my voice as I could, I tilted my head to get a better look at his beautiful face saying, "Are you ok, Ni?"

He grabbed me by my shoulders for a few moments, looking me straight in my green eyes. His eyes were an even more intense of a blue than before. The tears enhanced the color, which I had no idea was possible. His eyes showed such worry and sadness, you would ever know it was the same Niall as before.

Then, he shoved me into his chest, holding me tightly. The smell of him was intoxicating, in a good way. He contained all control of my senses...and I love it.

Focus Karla.

"Karla. I love you with all my heart. Please...don't ever leave me. I know when I'm with you, I will be ok. Without you I don't know how I could survive. I don't know how I've lived my entire life without you. I feel like you're a part of me. I know we haven't known each other forever, but it feels like we have. I want to be with you forever. Please..don't leave." He ducked his head down, more tears falling from his eyes.

I hadn't noticed it, but when he was talking I had started crying as well. Something I never do. All my life, I have looked for love. Searched long and hard for it, but it could never be found. With Niall, I found it. He made me forget the words Eddie and his son had said to me, words I thought I would never forget. He made me feel loved.

"I love you," he said to me, tears flowing from his eyes.

"I love you too, Ni."

He leaned forward on the couch, and pressed his lips firmly into mine, and all my fears were gone. Everything was gone other than him. I couldn't think straight, which isn't necessarily a terrible thing.

After several minutes, we broke apart. He looked delicately into my eyes, and smiled.

We cuddled while I watched tv, and he wrote lyrics to a song.

I'm positive this is what feels like.