It was you, only you. I Niall Fanfic I

Chapter Fourteen

I let out a sigh as I heard footsteps rustling outside the front the door. I raced over to the living/dining area of the flat into position.

The door handle was turning slowly, then footsteps.

“Harry? Liam? Louis? Zayn?!” Her voice that I was dying to hear, her voice trailed off as she came around the corner following the rose petals to me. Her soft brown eyes hard on me…

Niall’s POV

“Hey Love.”

Claire started taking footsteps backward, as I took steps forward. I stopped in my tracks, a hot flush of anger strung across her face. She looked around to see the setting she was in.

Her fists tightened, raging forward her soft fists brushed against my chest. Each punch was strong, even for her size. I quickly grabbed her by the shoulders, her punches stopped, pushing her face against my chest. I tighten her into an embrace. Soft weeps escaped her lips…wet tears now had soddened into my dress shirt.

“It’s okay, just breathe…” I sighed, trying to calm her down.

She quickly stood up, pushing me to the ground.

Her eyes full of tears

Claire’s POV

I stood staring at him, he was so vulnerable…I felt hurt, but deep down I knew I couldn’t act like this.

Those vibrant eyes I used to know, hidden under fear.

I reached my right hand out for him to take. He reached up and got up to his feet, finding balance. I faced my body towards the main door and started walking.

“Claire, wait.”

I turned to face the blonde boy. I reached for my purse and pulled out the magazine, I had picked up earlier. I faced the front cover for him to view. A quick gasp left his mouth… he took another step toward me making the space between us smaller.

I heard some rustling outside but ignored it. I gripped the magazine and threw it at him, hitting his chest.

“Claire, I have to tell you everything. This is a total misunderstanding.”

“No, I understand perfectly. I TRUSTED YOU!” my voice echoed. “I told you my past and I just wanted some space to think! To think about you and me, about my life with you, I guess that was all a bloody waste of time. You have no idea how it feels to see the person you truly care for, the person who makes you smile when you’re sad! The person who I thought would always be there! The person I love so much, but ends up making out with some gorgeous blonde, who probably doesn’t have any problems!” tears started streaming down my face again. I covered my face with my cold hands and sobbed. Niall quickly came around and held me.

“Shhhhh, Claire calm down, babe.”

He rocked me back and forth in his arms, my nose filled with the dangerous amounts of hair product he used.

“Claire, that girl on that magazine…her name’s Cindy. She is one of my good ol mates. We are just mates, I promise you that. I had to clear my head, all I could think about you! When you told me you needed space, my heart smashed. I spent endless amounts of time, replaying every memory of you in my head. So I called her and asked her if she wanted to hang out, we talked about old memories and then she asked about you, and to be honest I was lost for words, because words can’t and never will describe you.” Everything he was saying was a blow.

“You’re probably wondering why I’m in a suit, not kidnapped, not gone She had this wacky idea, that if I got ‘kidnapped’…then you’ll come around and we could talk and yeah. I’m sorry about tricking you… I was actually really desperate. I miss you so much, Claire. You’re the missing piece to my heart. You make me are the one I truly love, you make me happy when I’m down! I always love you most. You have no idea how sorry, and disappointed in myself I am. Highschool was the past, and we should forget about our pasts.

I looked deep into his eyes, how could he do this to me. All these emotions were scrambled inside of me. I quickly pushed my body back, using my legs. I continued sobbing because I was too overwhelmed to run.

A loud sigh escaped from Niall’s mouth.

“Fine you don’t trust me?! I don’t love you??” Niall spoke quickly.

I felt his hand tug at my hand still covering my face. I dropped both my hands and began to be led by Niall. I followed him to the door leading to the small outside garden. He stopped in his tracks to face me. Grabbing something out of his pocket.

It was a blindfold?

Why did he have a blindfold, why were there petals on the ground...?

He gestured for me to put it on. I was very hesitant, but at this point I was even thinking straight. He then helped me tie the back. The dark material immediately blurred my vision, but soaked up my tears. I felt his soft hand grasp into mine, then i heard the turning of the knob. He guided me down the stone path. He grabbed both my hands and walked me backwards.

“Okay, you’ll have to sit, there’s a chair.”

I bloody hope there’s a chair of some sort or I’m going to land flat on my arse.

“I’ll explain everything soon.” He whispered in my ear.

As he moved further away, I heard rustling. I waited a good minute when I heard louder rustling.

“Niall?” No answer. Great.

I felt something touching the back of my head, fiddling with the blindfold. My first instinct was to duck my head, so the touching would stop. Suddenly my blindfold dropped from my face. I looked up and my vision was blurred, then my vision was regained and I realised that there were fairy lights slowly turning on in the courtyard. I scrunched my forehead wondering what was going on.

I see 5 boys dressed in similar suits, sitting on stools with mic in hand. 

A piano started playing a very familiar instrumental.