My Picture Caught His Eye [A Niall Horan Fan Fiction]

Chapter 15

Note from the author: Sorry this took so long to write.. I wasn't really feeling great lately, been depressed alot and quite very busy with school, you guys know how that is. anyway, i'm all better now. and i'm on sprong break for the next week, until nbext tuesday that is so i will try to write as much as possible to cover for the late post. I hope you'll enjoy chapter 15, seemed not too good to me but yeah, please give me your thoughts and ideas :) you know, any help is welcomed with inspiration ;)

Our make out session lasted about what seemed to me to be an hour or maybe even more. Niall was such a great kisser. I had kissed other boys before, but none of them were as good as Niall. This was my last night with my new boyfriend and honestly, I never thought Niall would mean so much to me. Thinking about all this, some tears started falling from my eyes. He felt them and he slowly stopped kissing me. The beautiful blonde guy backed off a little bit and caressed my cheek gently. ‘’It’s all going to be alright’’ he would say wiping my tears away, but I knew I would have a hard time dealing with the distance and the fans. I wasn’t one of the strong girls who can take any bad comments. I was more one of those that get hurt easily. I was mentally too weak for this and Niall knew it. He grabbed me in his arms and brought me slowly to our bed, the tears still falling from my eyes. He was so caring, no one had ever taken care of me like that; he comforted me and told me sweet things like he was always going to be there, but deep inside I knew he would be too busy to take care of me as much as he’d like to. ‘’Come on, baby, let’s sleep. It will be okay, I promise you!’’ He said before softly kissing my lips.

*Niall’s POV*

If anybody had told me it would be this difficult to see my girl cry, I think I would have begged her parents to let her come with me. Emilie was inconsolable; she couldn’t stop crying. ‘’Don’t cry baby girl, please! You’re going to make me cry as well!’’ I said as my eyes started to water. It was stronger than me; I could not fight it! Seeing her cry made me vulnerable. Emilie was so adorable. We laid on our bed for a long time. I was holding her in my arms and that was the only way she could fall asleep. When she did, I kissed her forehead gently before going to the bathroom to make a quick call.

It was 3 am and I decided to call my mom. It was 9 am in Ireland and she usually wakes up at about 7 am every morning, so I was sure I wouldn’t wake her up. I picked up my phone and dialed the number. It rang only once before she answered.

‘’Hi Mommy! It’s Niall!’’

‘’Oh! Hey son!’’ She seemed surprised a little bit. ‘’I had no idea you were going to call, Niall! But I’m happy you did! What’s new??’’ She said lovingly.

‘’I have something to tell you…. It’s about a girl…’’  My mom seemed a little surprised to hear that I wanted to talk about girls. I never really talked about girls with her before and I didn’t really know how to tell her about Emilie. Yet, she probably heard the rumors already. I usually talk about this kind of stuff with the boys, but this time I didn’t feel like it. Emilie was so much more important than all of the girls I had had a crush on. She was more to me than any other girl ever was, including my first love. She was my little angel whom I wanted to protect and take care the best I could. ‘’Her name is Emilie, I think I love her Mommy!’’ I told my mom everything, how I met Emilie, what she was like; everything. I think it went pretty well, she seemed to like the idea of the beautiful brunette I was dating. She even said she was happy for me, that I found somebody I cared for and who cared for me too. However she did tell me to be careful, because Emilie was first of all a fan. But I don’t have any doubt. Emilie loved me for me. Not me the member of the most successful boy band at the moment. It was getting very late and my flight was at 3pm tomorrow. If I wanted to spend as much time as I could with Em tomorrow morning, I had to go to bed. So, I walked back to the bed slowly and quietly, making sure I wouldn’t wake her up as I lay back on the bed. The sleeping beauty turned around and rested her head on my chest probably taking me for a pillow. She hugged me so tight, I almost couldn’t breathe. Though, that was okay. I wanted to snuggle with her as tonight was our last night together for a long time. I was really sad about that, but it was going to be okay. At least, I hoped it would be.