Amy's POV
Niall and I laid in bed, cuddling, when I realised my mom and stepdad (I still refused to call him dad) didn't know where I was. They didn't even know what I was actually doing tonight. I felt bad I had lied so much to them lately. I also didn't talk much to them, I should do that more. I don't want to end up leaving the house early because I don't have enough contact with my parents.
Just like Niall...
I wanted to help him, but I had no idea how I could do that. I'm afraid it's almost impossible, Niall doesn't even know where they are and if they are actually still living.
He must miss them, I can feel it, Niall only hides his pain. I wonder if he ever cries.
Then I thought about my parents again, I doubted if I should call them. I let go of the cuddling Niall and I were in. He looked up sleepily "Something wrong?" he asked rubbing his eyes. "No, I just, uh, do you know where my phone is?" I ran a hand trough my hand. "No, how should I know" Niall sat up straight. "Shit" I sat up too now.
Maybe you dropped it in my car. Wait here, I'll go check." Niall slid out of his bed and picked up a T-shirt from the floor. He pulled it over his head and went away.
I sat on the edge of the large bed waiting for Niall. I heard some doors slamming close and someone cussing. I immediately knew it was Niall. I strolled over to the door and opened it. I looked around to see Niall, but he wasn't in the hall. I took some steps out of the apartment, but quickly got inside again as I saw a silhouette standing on the end of the hall. I couldn't see much in the dimly lit hall, but I could tell it wasn't Niall standing there. I frowned as the silhouette came closer.
It took me by surprise as Niall suddenly stood by my side. He probably came from the opposite way of the hall. "I got your phone" Niall said. "What's wrong?" he asked full of concern as I didn't respond.
"There's someone standing there" I whispered pointing at the silhouette. Niall handed me my phone. "I'll check" he sighed.
As soon as Niall stood outside the door of his apartment the person came closer. I hesitantly watched him as I hid behind Niall's back. Niall's eyes grew bigger as the person came into sight. I didn't recognise him or her, but Niall clearly did.
"What are you doing here" Niall said unbelievingly. "Is it really you?" the person said. "You're not answering my question" I heard Niall got a bit angry now. I was almost scared, who could it be?
Now I finally recognised the person, it was Justin.
"I have to tell you something" he said walking towards Niall and me. "Your apology I hope" Niall spat. Justin only nodded. "Get in" Niall guided me inside as he and Justin followed. "Am, you can go to sleep now, I'll take care of him" Niall said with a weird look on his face. I nodded and climbed into Niall's bed.
Niall's POV
"So, what did you have to tell me?" I asked angrily. "I know you don't like to talk about him, but it's about you dad" I tensed my jaw at Justin's words. I sat up straight and tensed all my muscles as I felt anger coming up. "What is it" I said trough gritted teeth. "He told me to beat you down." Justin looked at his feet. "What the fuck?! Why would he do something like that!" I jumped up and started swearing and cussing as I punched the wall in my anger.
After 10 minutes I was finally done with shouting and swearing, I had calmed down enough to speak again. "How did you get in contact with him" I spoke. "I don't know, he found my phone number and said I had to do something for him." Justin raised his voice. I ran a hand trough my hair. "Where is he" I sighed as I dropped myself onto the couch. "I don't know" Justin shook his head.
"Well you better get going if you don't have any information" I said as I pushed Justin out the door.
I locked the door and checked the windows before I got back to Amy, who was asleep in my bed. "Am, you awake?" I asked as I walked in. "Yeah" she sat up straight. "Alright, let's get back to sleep" I said as I crawled into the bed. Amy smiled as I pulled her into a cuddling position. We laid in the dim room for a while just staring into each other's eyes. Amy's were beautiful dark brown, almost black, and mine were light ocean blue.
Amy's POV
I fell asleep kept warm by Niall, who was protectively holding me close to him. I still thought of all the events of this night and days before. In the few weeks Niall and I have known each other, we experienced a lot. But I didn't mind, it only made us stronger as a couple.
Finally, after hours of thinking, I really fell asleep. Still locked in Nialls arms.
Saturday Morning
I woke up by a small ray of sunshine shining on my face. I smiled as I deeply inhaled. I looked beside me where Niall laid, still asleep. He was holding me close, like he had done all night.
I shook Niall around a bit so he'd wake up. He moaned as he opened his eyes. A smile crept on his face as he looked in my eyes. "Morning sleepyhead" I said as Niall and I sat up.
"When do you wanna go home?" Niall aksed as we sat down with a bowl of cereal. "I don't know, when you're tired of me" I chuckled. Niall laughed at my respond and looked at me playfully. "Then I think you'll never go home" Niall smiled. I laughed at his comment and we continued eating.
"But seriously, Am, or were you planning on staying another night?" Niall said putting the bowls in the sink. "Just admit it, you want me out" I teased as I batted his arm. "Don't slap me!" Niall laughed. I looked at him with a playful look. "Catch me if you can" I said as I stood up. I saw Niall got amused by the game I played. "Challenge accepted" he said as I ran away.
I let out a playful scream as Niall caught hold of my waist and pulled me back. I turned between his arms and looked in his eyes. Niall dropped himself, with me in his arms, onto the couch. I giggled at his action.
"Fine fine! I surrender!" I squealed as Niall started tickling me. I struggled free myself from his tight grip. "Let me go" I screamed at Niall didn't stop. "Kiss me, and you're free" he playfully said. "Okay, only because it's you" I smiled.
Niall pressed his lips on mine and kissed me passionately. He often let go and looked into my eyes or twisted his body, but then we kissed further. I moaned his name repeatedly which Niall seemed to like. I never experienced something like this before, it was perfect.
After minutes of heavily kissing, Niall and I were both exhausted. "That was nice" Niall smirked. We were both heavily breathing as we laid on the large couch.
"Time to put on some clothes, I'm getting cold." Niall rolled off the couch and went to his room. As I looked at him, I realised he was still in only his boxers.
Saturday Afternoon
I sat in the car, next to Niall who was driving. "We're here" he said as he stopped the car in front of my house. "Thanks for the ride, and don't get killed while I'm gone" I teased as I pecked Niall on his lips. "Don't worry, it won't happen again" he smiled. I sighed deeply as I looked at my house. I frowned at the thought of what I was going to do with my parents.
"Should I go with you?" Niall said brushing my cheek with his thumb. "I don't know, maybe we should keep it out secret for a while" I said. "If you don't tell them now, then when can you?" Niall said full of concern. "I don't know, I'm afraid of what they think" I started crying. Niall rubbed my back and wiped away the tears which rolled down my cheek.
"Listen Am, I'll come with you inside, and well tell your parents together. You should at least talke to them. I don't want you to end up like me." Niall said as I was calmed down a bit. "I'm scared" I whispered. "You don't have to be, come" Niall took my hand and guided me out of his car.
We stood on the doorstep, Niall squeezed my hand lightly as I deeply inhaled and pressed the doorbell...
Sorry for bad updateeee!! But here it is, chapter 9! I made some plot twists and there's gonna be more!!
I'll try to upload chapter 10 soon and I'll make it exciting (if that's possible haha)
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They Don't Know About Us {punk n.h}
FanfictionOnly one look and Niall knew he wanted her, but little did he know that dating that new and 'innocent' girl would cause him more trouble than ever before. -This was written when I was 13, there's some poor grammar and it's not the best story ever-