18 and Feeling Lucky (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 18

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A/N: I'm back in bold, guys. Yeah, I've been writing on my phone all this time. Anyway, its finally SUMMER! Which means I have so much free time to update.

*Oh and I have important NEWS. After this fanfiction ends, I'm going to write a book. Not a fanfiction, that is. So, I'm so sorry but I'll have to delete 'Hold Onto Me'. I really wanted to do it but, I'm not into fanfition-writing anymore, and I don't want it to be bad. I have to focus on one thing because when I do, it comes out well. Again, I give you my apologies. But, I promise this one will end in a great way. 

No more talking. Hope you enjoy this one!<3

~H.A

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*Niall's P.O.V*

The ride back to the hotel was awfully quite. Ellen kept staring out the window, never glancing my way once. I haven't seen her for a whole three weeks and she wouldn't look at me. 

"Dude, we're going out for dinner. Get dressed!" Harry said, giving my shoulders a little shake. I just kept staring down at my arms. My mind was about to blow because I've missed her so much, but she hadn't. What about me? What about us?

"Harry.." I trailed off to look up at him then continued, "how is she?"

"Excuse me?" he replied in surprise.

"Ellen. How is she?"

"Mate, you drove her here. What do you mean how is she? Haven't you two talked?"

I just shook my head and let out a deep sigh. She went straight to Harry's room when we got here, never giving me a chance to talk to her.

"Will you change into something decent? We're going somewhere fancy to celebrate her back," he asked after some time and I nodded, getting up and going for my clothes. The click of the door lock declared Harry's exit.

I took out a plaid shirt and a pair of black jeans. Decent and classy. I put  them on, check my hair,  grab my keys and wallet and head out to the lobby; where we'll all meet. I hum a little song as I wait for everyone to come.

She comes down first in a beautiful red dress and her hair curled to perfection with red lipstick which contimplates her beautiful, plump lips. Bruises and cuts are still visible here and there, but no matter what she looked like, she will always be perfect to me. Her eyes roam up and down my body, but they suddenly look back up at me and a deep blush creeps onto her cheeks. I smiled slightly and moved forward to compliment her looks.

"Um...Ellen y-you look b-beautiful tonight," I stuttered like an idiot which made her laugh. Chills ran up and down my  body on hearing her beautiful laugh.

"Sorry, Niall. You don't look so bad yourself," she shook her head slightly and moved her fringe out of the way. I smiled broadly and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. She shivered underneath the touch of my lips. When I pulled back, she was holding onto both sides of my shirt and staring deeply into my ocean blue eyes. I stare back at her wild brown ones. I just wanted to stay like this forever. But of course, nothing lasts forever. We hear the boys laughter and chatter. She lets go of me and we turn around to look at the boys. They were all wearing shirts as well.

"Looking decent, boys," I commented as Elly wolf-whistled. They kept laughing all the way to the car park about something Elly said after. I wasn't listening because my mind had drifted back to the morning. Who were these guys that got Elly there? Were they her kidnappers? How I wish I knew. 

A nudge into my rib pulled me back into reality. "What are you thinking about, gorgeous?" Ellen whispered seducively and I just laughed. She moved one step back and crossed her arms.

"You know, I was trying to do something here, but you're not helping okay," she added, pouting. I continued to laugh because she looked so cute with that pout. In return, she scoffed and walked towards Harry who was just coming our way.

"Why is our party girl upset, Niall?" he asked and I tried to refrain myself from laughing anymore because my guts hurt.

"Well, someone is in the mood of something we can't have," I simply replied. Ellen gasped and narrowed her eyes at me, while Harry laughed at the two of us.

"Bastard," she whispered as she sat in the passenger seat beside me and I smirked. I quickly close her door and jog to the driver's seat. We were divided into two cars. Harry, Ellen and I in one, while Zayn, Liam and Louis are in the other. We all had our own cars, but we didn't want too much attention from the paps, if there are any.

After dinner, we had our dessert; Sticky Toffee Pudding. It was like heaven, we all agreed. It even looked as delicious as it tasted. Simply, perfection in a pudding. You can't not love food. When I  was done with day-dreaming about dessert, I noticed Ellen poking the pudding with her fork and haven't eaten anything of it. She had a sour look on, as she looked down at the plate. I wanted to get up, give her a bone crushing hug and tell her that everything will be okay because I will be taking intense care of her.

"Excuse me, boys. I'll be right back," she quickly said as she pushed back her chair and headed towards the restrooms. I knew something was wrong. She had tears in her eyes, although, two minutes ago, she was laughing and joking along with my mates. I looked at the boys and their eyes showed pure concern and confusion. Mine would just definitely mirror theirs.

We have already payed the bill and were waiting for Ellen to come back, but she was late. So late, that I started worrying. "I'll go look for her, guys. Can you wait in the car?" I asked and they nodded.

I took the small walk to the restrooms and as I had expected, crying was heard from the girls' restroom. She was broken. I let her down. This is all my fault. I knock gently on the door saying, "Ellen, please come out. We're going home now. Well, not exactly home but you know what I mean. Please."

The water tap was turned and on and I heard more of water splashing around then it was turned back off. She sniffled a little, but finally opened this damn door. Her eyes just get puffier and redder day by day. "You know, after this pudding, I think my stomach is seriously sticky. It does hurt," I commented as I clutched my stomach. She quickly looked up at me and started laughing. This sound; the sound of someone you love, laugh after they have been crying, is one of my favourites ever.

I take hold of her hand and we head out the restaurant. The three boys were waiting in the car while Harry was leaning against my car and looking down at his phone. Probably instagramming. *He's such a white boy. "Hey Harry, taking a picture of your new shoes for instagram?" I called and his head perked up.

(*I don't encorage racism at all. Thats just an inside joke for directioners)

"Ha ha, Niall James Horan. Very, unbelievably funny," he retorted causing Ellen and I to chuckle. "Just get in the car," he added and we nodded becasue the weather was freezing.

All the way back to the hotel, Harry and Elly kept chatting and laughing, but not once did they come up with what happened in the restaurant and I was grateful. I wanted her to feel comfortable and relaxed till this night ends and tomorrow we could talk about it. 

The boys headed to their rooms and I headed to mine with Elly. The hotel had to cancel her room reservation because she was occupying it while she was no longer there. I wanted to smash their heads onto the desk, but refrained from doing so.

We both changed into warm clothing and jumped onto the bed, at the same time. She laughed as I gave her sides a tickle. When her breathing calmed down, I wrapped my arms around her as she rested her head on my chest. Those butterflies started to go crazy, just like every time I came near Ellen. A feeling I've almost forgotten; getting the butterflies on being with the one you love.