We Found Love (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

The Great Storm

Niall's POV

The last morning of Mal's stay, I figured it would be the day I tell her I love her. I know telling her on the last day might not do me any good, but I can't keep holding it in. Everyone else knows and sees it. And I don't want to live my life knowing I had a chance at love and just missed it. I'd rather be shot down then not tell her and miss a chance of her saying the feeling is mutual. 

After taking a quick shower and changing into dark pants with a light green polo with a white cardigan and shoes, I head upstairs to her room. When I first reach the door, I step back and start to walk away. I can't do this, I can't, I can't! I think to myself. But then I realize I'm never going to know until I try, I walk back to the door and raise my hand to knock. But stop and walk to the stairs again. Turning around toward the door again I decide to do it, maybe? I bring my hand to the door again, "Niall?" Mum voice catches my attention. "Yeah?" "Just tell her, please sweet heart. I know she feels the same. But a piece of advice, she's young and might be a little scared at first. If she is, give her a little time". I nod as my mum disappears. I finally get the nerve to knock. Knock, Knock! Seconds later she comes to the door and we're pretty much matching. I chuckle a bit at the sight then search for her eyes. When I find them I stare into them for a moment, "Would it be fine if you could go for a quick walk fast?" She looks baffled, but agrees anyway.

We take the exit from the back door; when we get outside the wind picks up. Looking over at Mal, who starts to shiver, I want put me arm around her waist so she can snuggle against me, but I can't. So instead I throw my arm over her shoulder. She automatically moves closer to me and puts her head down. I chuckle and look up toward the sun. "Where are we going and what's you deal with walking when it's extremely cold," her voice breaks in after twenty minutes. I stop moving, but she continues for a moment but stops when she realizes I'm not moving. Walking toward me a bit and standing ahead of me, my hands find her shoulders and glide down them until the meet her glove covered hands. I slide my fingers between her and pull her closer so we're an inch away from each other. "I honestly have no idea how to tell you this; I really don't. I wish I knew, but," I stop to push a strand of hair behind her ear that was floating in the wind. Bringing my head down a little, I stare at the grey concrete path. I can feel her hand start to tense up, "Is something wrong or is someone hurt?"she questions. I shake my head, "Nope, everyone's fine". I bring my head up from the path and meet the brown ores. "I-I uhm, I-I-I. I love you," I say staring her straight in the eye waiting for a reaction.

Malory's POV

"I-I uhm, I-I-I. I love you," Niall finally says after stuttering over his words. He says this all while looking me straight in the eye. I feel the color draining from my face. How do I say it back? Should I say it back? What'll happen after I say "I love you too"? Is this all a joke to tease me? Color slowly creeps back on my face. I sigh before opening my mouth. Never going to know if you're never going to try. So I might as well tell him, even if he is bull shitting. At least I would have gotten it off my chest. "Ni-," Niall quickly cuts me off. "Yeah, I knew this was a mistake. You don't love me and you probably never will! Dammit! I bet Greg was right; you just want to use me for something that'll benefit you. Or just to say you got close to me! You don't really care about my feelings, do you?" I took a step back and my brow bunches up. What? Where did this all come from? What would honestly be the purpose of using him? What don't I have already? I know celebrities and I can go to almost any premiere I want! I've met tons of thousands of famous people, designers, models, producers, etc.  I don't even want a life in the spotlight. "Niall," I start before I'm cut off again. "No, I don't want to hear it. I took you to meet my parents, to my home! I defended you! I didn't have to do that. I thought you were different. I gu--". I can feel the tears about to break out and spill over, "Niall! Would stop and listen to me?" I shout. "NO! I don't want to hear a word from you! You can't just go around giving people false hope!" Tears begin to escape my eyes and I quickly try to wipe them away. "Come on so you can go home. I'm pretty sure it was all an act anyways. Spare my mum the heartbreak if you just leave now," he starts to strut back to Maura's house. I keep my distance the entire walk back, more tear escape my eyes. The little makeup I did put in this morning was all over my cream colored gloves and I'm in serious need of a tissue. 

When I finally reach Maura's house, she outside waiting for me it seems with a box tissues. The second I get closer, she grabs a few of the tissues and wipes my face. I'm okay until I look her in the eyes; that's when the tears start again. Her hand finds my back and she rubs it slowly bringing me to her shoulder and allowing me to cry. "Shh, everything will be alright honey," she whispers in my ear. I surely hope so, but I know it won't. The tears continue, "He didn't even let me get a word out. I couldn't even say it back without being shut down. And worst of all he thinks I'm using him," I say between cries. "I know you aren't, sweetie. He was just a little worked up, we have to give him some time. I know what he said to you isn't what he really thinks, I just know it. We just need to give it some time". I want to believe her, but I don't really feel like putting trust into someone I may never see again. But the words calm my tears and they come to a stop just as the screen door opens. "Your stuff is already in the car, Ms. Campbell. Let's get leaving it's a long drive to the airport," Roger interrupts. I nod and Maura let's go of me after kissing my forehead and slips me her number, "Don't be afraid to give me a ring". I nod and say a thanks before walking toward the door with my head down. "Don't forget what I said. Time is the answer," Maura calls out over my shoulder. When I get inside the SUV I realize Niall and Paul aren't coming. They aren't even going to tell me bye. Once the SUV is heading in the direction of my hotel and I'm sure Roger isn't paying attention, I softly cried into my hands as I lean my head against the window.