You're still the one (Niall Horan fanfiction)

chapter 4

Niall .My worst fear had just come over me. It was Niall. The body on the side of the road in the middle of the storm… was Niall. I sat completely paralysed in my car still in shock. But soon something came over me and I flung the door open and lunged outside into the storm. The cold air hit me and the rain drops were so heavy and cold that it stung my face like little needle pricks. I ignored it and continued rushing towards him. When I reached him he was laid face first on the cement and was shallow breathing. I knelt down beside him, grabbed his shoulders and started to shake him. His eyes began to flutter open looking up at me as he regained consciousness.

   “Jamie?” He slurred. The moment he opened his mouth, I realised that he was completely drunk. The smell of heavy alcohol hit my face in his breath as he spoke.

   “Great, you’re drunk.” I murmured under my breath. His eyes widened, then closed and narrowed as if he was trying to get them to focus on my face.

   “Jamie!” He said grinning as they finally did focus. “Boy, I thought you was a killer and I was gonna be a goner!” He began cackling and it echoed through the storm. His none serious side, pissed me off right now. 

   “Niall, what the hell are you doing out here?!” I said back angrily, cutting off his laughing fit. 

   “Well, I was- Hey... I could ask you the same question!” He replied smirking. He’s so ignorant.

   “I was on my way home from Louis' when the storm hit and I was too scared to drive…” I trailed off the last bit, embarrassed. I coughed and continued, “So I pulled over and decided to wait ‘til it passed!” I finished confidently.  By this point we were both completely soaked by the rain, but the thunder and lightning had passed, luckily.

   “Aww, scared of a little storm are we?” He mocked me. That got me angry.

   “Yeah, well some of us aren’t fucking insensible idiots that sit on the side of the road, drunk!” I spat back at him. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m fucking freezing.” I got up and began heading back to the car. I turned to see if he was following me, and saw a very unstable Niall attempting to stand up. “Un-fucking-believable” I cursed. I stomped back towards him putting my arm around him for support and helped him to the car. I got him in the back seat and slammed the door shut after him. I walked around the car and hopped into the driver’s seat and cranked the heater. I sat there in silence warming up when I heard Niall's little voice say my name.

   “Mm?” I asked, turning around to see him laying down along the 3 seats.

   “I’m really sorry, for whatever I did to you to make you mad at me. i really wish you wasn't...” He mumbled then got cut off by a yawn. 

"And why is that?" I asked sarcastically.

“Because, you’re to beautiful to be mad."

I turned back around and heard Niall softly begin to snore. He just say i was beautiful. I giggled to myself like an idiot, then suddenly remember he was drunk. Remember last time he was drunk. Remember what he did then. Calling you beautiful is nothing, he doesn’t mean it. He is just drunk. I sighed and looked out the windows realising the rain had just about stopped. I picked up my phone and saw 34 missed calls from Liam. Oh fuck. I hit re-dial and it rung once and he answered…

   "JAMIE?! ARE YOU OKAY?! OMG I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU! YOU WERE MEANT TO TEXT ME EVERY 10 MINUTES!” He shrieked from the other end of the line.

   “Well, some things got complicated…” I began but was very quickly cut off by a worried Luke shouting at me.

   “COMPLCIATED?! ARE YOU OKAY?!”