Running Into Destiny (Niall Horan)

Chapter 11: A Kiss Goodbye

Natalie's P.O.V.

"Come with me."

Three words. Two answers. One I so desperately wanted to say. The other I say because I have to.

"I can't Niall... not right now at least," I told him. My fingers ran through the short half-blond hairs at the nape of his neck.

"Please," he begged as he hid his face even deeper into my shoulder.

"I have school, Niall. I can't just drop everything I have going for me. Believe me, I want to go with you. It's just bad timing is all," I explained.

I felt his chest expand as he took a deep breath. He stood up straight, so he was towering over me. The top of my head just barely reaching his shoulders.

"I'm going to miss you princess," he spoke softly. My heart fluttered at his words.

"Goodbye, Niall," I whispered, gently pressing my hand against his cheek. His eyes closed on contact, gently squeezing shut as if he were in pain.

"Goodbye, Natalie," he turned his head and kissed my wrist.

I dropped my hand as he turned to walk away. All I wanted to do in that moment was run after him. To take back what I had said and leave all of this behind. Watching him walk away was harder to bare than I had imagined it would be.

"Niall!" I called after him.

He stopped in his tracks, turning around to look back at me. His blue eyes, quickly meeting mine, told me that he was slightly confused. As confidently as I could on shaking legs, I quickly closed the small distance between us.

"One last thing..." I whispered.

Before he could question me I pressed my lips against his. My fingers slowly winding themselves into his partially gelled hair. I felt his hands grip my waist, pulling me closer to him. His arms locked around my body, holding me captive against his. I could feel Niall smiling as we kissed and I couldn't help but smile myself. Our lips moved slowly in sync with one anothers. The kiss was more than I had ever thought it could possibly be. You know how people say they feel fireworks? Well it felt like bombs were exploding inside of me. I never wanted to go without his kisses again. His lips were so soft, so gentle...

Whistles could be heard coming from the car, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was the bleach blond, blue eyed, Irish man whose lips were locked with mine. I gently bit down on his bottom lip before I pulled away. My fingers ran through his soft locks one last time. His eyes traveled across my face, taking in every imperfection. Trying to memorize it all before he had to let me go. I did the same, taking in the way my body perfectly fit into his despite our height differences, the way his hands felt on my waist, the gentle touch of his lips on mine... I smiled at the thought of what just happened. I looked up at Niall to see that he was wearing a similar idiotic smile.

"I'll call you tonight. I promise," he told me, his voice so low only I would be able to hear him.

"Okay," I said softly, not ever wanting to let him go.

His arms reluctantly left my sides. My fingers caught his one last time as he walked towards the waiting car. Niall turned to look at me one last time, so I blew him a kiss. He pretended to catch it and placed it on his heart. A small giggle escaped my lips, and a half smile played with his.

As he rode away sadness filled my heart and tears silently began to fall down my cheeks. I felt Anna and Emma pull me into a group hug. After I collected myself somewhat we walked back into my now seemingly empty apartment.

Niall's P.O.V.

I watched as Anna and Emma pulled Natalie into a hug. Even though I couldn't see them, I knew tears were running down her cheeks. My heart dropped, I hated seeing her cry. She has cried a lot in the amount of time we have spent together, but I can't blame her. Natalie's been through so much, and talking about it must be really hard for her. Rubbing my face in my hands, I tried to ignore the part of me that wanted to jump out of the car and run back to her and hold her in my arms.