Niall's Lucky Charm

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I woke to a warm body moving away from me, causing me to let out a groan. I heard a familiar chuckle.

"Good morning, Emily." Niall's voice tickled my neck while he leaned down.

"Mmph." Was all that I could say, let's just say I'm not a morning person. 

"Get up, princess," Niall kissed my cheek, making me giggle.

"Fine, fine!" I giggled more when he attacked me with more kisses. I got up and went to shower while Niall went to cook break fest.

Once I was done, I snuck up behind Niall, who want still wearing his spongebob pants, and lightly traced my finger nail down his back, making him get goose bumps, I smiled and leaned on the counter beside him.

"What shall we do today?" I said while brushing out my wet hair.

"Um, I don't know, go on site seeing maybe." He said while flipping over an omelet.

"Yeah, that would be awesome, then I need to find a charm for my braclet." I held up my wrist, Niall looked at it in wonder.

"Hey, what does this Maple leaf one mean?" He pointed at the charm with the spatula.

"Oh, that was when me and my mom went to Canada." I smiled remembering we had no idea how the Canadian currency worked and we were lost trying to find our hotel. I went back to reality, seeing that Niall was done cooking, he placed the omelets on two plates, leading me to the dining room.

"You know that one day, I'm going to throw you down on a bed," He paused, smirking at me while my heart raced, "and make you explain every one of those charms." I laughed.

"Well, I thought we were going somewhere there..." I took a bite out of my omelet, surprisingly, it was yummy, "Niall, this tastes so amazing!" I saw a pink shade form on Niall's cheek.

"Yeah, yeah, just something my mum taught me." He shyly smiled at me.

"Where should our tour start?" Niall frowned, taking another bite of his omelet, more like another half.

"Something private, I don't want anyone seeing us, I want today to be special." I smiled.

"Goodie, now go get ready." After he swallowed his last bit of food, he grunted and headed straight for the restroom. Ah, crap, I needed to dry my hair. I raced to the closed bathroom door, knocking on it.

"Huh?!" Niall's voice boomed behind the door.

"Uh, I need to dry my hair! Can I come in for a moment?"

 "Yeah, door's unlocked!"

"I'm coming in!" I yelled as I opened the door.

Once I got in, I went straight to work. I brushed out my hair while holding the blow dryer to my hair. I repeated the process for a millionth time, while I heard the water stop, I froze.

"Emlily, can you give me a towel?" Niall asked over the shower curtains. I quickly fumbled with the towel stack before retrieving one tightly clinched in my hand.

"I-It's right h-hear." I stuttered as I approached the shower curtain. When Niall opened it, I felt my lower muscles tighten, I quickly covered my eyes from the sight. Niall took the towel, once I slowly uncovered my eyes, he was covered from the waist down.

"Emily, we have to talk about something." I frowned.

"What do we have to talk about?"

"About your dad." I sighed, not wanting my vacation to be ruined, I quickly nodded and rushed out of the bathroom. A familiar warmth crept up on me cheeks. I sat down on the couch and sighed, knowing that Niall would torture me with questions.

I waited until Niall got dressed, today he had on a black long sleeved shirt and black trousers. He sat down right next to me and scratched the back of his head, waiting for me to speak.

"What did you want?" I asked quietly.

"I don't think you should live with your father, anymore."

"I just have to live with him for another two months, then I'm free." Niall threw his hands out in frustration.

"Who knows what else he'll do to you!"

"Who will I live with? I have no where else to go, Niall."

"You could live with us."

"Wouldn't you guys have to adopt me?" I placed my head in my hands.

"Well, aren't you 18?" I looked up.

"Yeah..." Niall's eyes went wide.

"You are really fucking 18?" I frowned.

"Yes, why are you so shocked?" Niall laughed.

"Nothing." I had a thought of what he was thinking.

"Does it have to do with this?" I placed my hand on his chest and lightly kissed him. Niall's hand snuck into my hair and continued the kiss, my hand started to go down his chest. Niall gasp when I gently rubbed his sensitive area, I felt him harden beneath me, causing me to smile. He groaned when I unexpectedly pulled away.

"Well?" I asked

"Well, what?" I rolled my eyes.

"Is that why you wanted to know why I was 18?"

"Oh, a little." I giggled.

"Oh, Niall, you're so adorable," I got up from the couch, "C'mon! We have a tour to start!" He laughed and held my hand while we walked out the door.

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"Oh my god. I'm freaking tired." I yelled as I threw myself down on the hotel bed. I never knew that a London tour would take up to 5 hours! Now it was 6 o'clock.

"No more pizza. We can go to a restaurant." Niall said as he did the same thing.

"Bleh, I remember when I had to go to all these fancy tea parties and dinners with my mom. I hated it." I said.

"Hey, is that what this dress stands for? The charm?" Niall picked up my wrist.

"Yeah, but once I got older, she let me stop going."

My bracelet slid down my wrist and Niall got a clear view of my scars. I pulled my arm away and hid it under my head. Niall shook his head.

"Emily, let me see." I bit my lip and obeyed. He traced the lines gently, still shaking his head. 

"Why would you do this to yourself?" I felt a tear drop on my arm. I looked at Niall, seeing his teary eyes broke me.

"I... Once my mom died, I had no one. My dad would ignore me and call me awful names. Saying it was my fault for my mom dying. Then, when h-he..." I swallowed, "Raped me, I felt worthless." I choked up and shut my eyes, letting my tears form. Niall's hand was placed on my chin, making me face him.

"Emily, look at me." Niall whispered, I opened my eyes, "You are not worthless. You are my everything..." I closed my eyes, loving his raspy voice fill my mind.

"Please say it again." Niall repeated and my heart beated, I finally felt happy. Not worthless. I opened my eyes and gently kissed Niall. He kissed me back, he got up and started undressing, my eyes widen.

"Uh, Niall, what are you doing?" He laughed.

"Don't worry! No funny business, I'm just gonna put a tux on, so we can go eat." I nodded.

"Yeah, I'm going to go change, too."

I rushed into the bathroom, with a dress on my arms and some flats on the other, I changed, put my hair in a bun like Niall did, and pulled on my shoes.

"Ready?" Niall asked me once we were by the door.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I smiled at him.

(A/N: I know it's short, sorry I haven't been updating! I've been so busy! Please don't hit me with spoons!)