For Angels to Die(A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 22

The bright sun burned my eyes. I spread my arm across my bed and searched for his warmth. My smile turned into a frown when I found empty sheets. He had left me after I had fallen asleep.

I tossed the comforter off of me and opened my door. I started off to the bathroom, but stopped when I saw Niall on the phone in the kitchen downstairs. He was still in his boxers and his hair was a little on the messy side.

"No! I'm not coming home!" Niall yelled into the phone.

I stood in the middle of the stairs, eavesdropping on his conversation. Who was he talking to?

"I don't care what you guys want! This is what I want." He said in a serious tone.

He stayed silent as the person on the other line talked.

"Whatever. I'm 19 and you guys can't tell me what to do anymore. Bye." He said and slammed his cellphone on the table.

His head shot up when he saw me standing clueless on the stairs. He smiled at me, "Hello love. Can I make you some breakfast?"

"Niall, who were you on the phone with?" I asked as I finished walking down the stairs.

"Um. Nobody." He kissed my lips and re-entered the kitchen. "I'm kind of in the mood for pancakes."

I followed him back into the kitchen. "Seriously. You can tell me." I hopped up onto the counter.

He stood in front of me. My legs in between his arms.

He sighed. "That was just my mum."

"Does she want you to go back to Ireland?" I asked. My right hand flowed through his blonde mess.

"Yeah. Her and my dad want me to become a dentist. Just like they are. But I don't want to. I wanna stay here and protect you." He said.

"Why don't they want you to stay an angel?" I asked

"Well see. They don't exactly know I'm an angel." Niall shrugged

"How do they not know?" I was completely confused again. I would never understand this angel stuff.

"They're my adoptive parents. My real parents died in a car accident when I was only a couple months old. The government didn't know I was an angel obviously so they let a random family adopt me. And angels don't really become angels until about 15 or 16. When that time came, my mentor told me I was an angel and he trained me." He explained.

"So why didn't you just tell your parents?" I asked.

"Because if I would've told them our family would've completely fallen apart." He almost whispered.

"Do you miss your real parents?" I asked.

"I don't really know them, but I do actually. My adoptive parents are great, but they just don't understand me." He said.

"I'm sorry Niall." I pulled my boyfriend in for a long hug.

"Anyway so pancakes?" He asked, pulling away from our short hug.

"Yeah sure." I smiled hopping off the counter.

A/N: Hey boo's! I know this part was short... But it's about to get interesting! Promise :) COMMENT/VOTE/FAN :)