chapter twenty five

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Niall:

I sat myself on the couch taking up as much space as I could in hopes Laney would plant herself on top of me. Immediately she straddled me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. She flicked the tele on with her controller and turned to a movie. She rested her head on my chest and I ran my fingers through her incredibly soft hair. One of her hands was holding onto the collar of my shirt so I picked up her fingers and began to play with them. I ran my finger along each delicate digit. I rubbed her palm with my thumb and trailed down to her wrist. It was covered with scars and fresh looking cuts. I pulled her arm to my lips and put a kiss right where my thumb had been.

“What’d you do that for?” she said sitting up. “Because I wanted to. And because I don’t want you to hurt yourself” I said trying to have her lay back down. She shook me off and stood up. “Yeah well I ought to anyway because what’s the point” she whispered with tears flooding her eyes. Her bare feet stomped across the floor and into the bathroom. I heard the door slam and stood up.

After turning the television off I walked over to the bathroom. From the crack under the door I could see Laney was sitting with her back against it. I did the same on the outside. Not sure of what to do I slid my left hand under the door in case she wanted it and started to sing.

By the second song I could feel her rubbing each of my fingers. I smiled into the lyrics and closed my eyes. “Niall?” I stopped singing instantaneously. “Yes, hun?” I asked trying to grab hold of her fingers. “Could you come in here?” I stood up and pulled the door open. Laney’s eyes were red and she was still sitting on the floor. I sat down beside the bathtub and pulled her into my lap. I wrapped my arms around her middle and thought about the first day I met her. I thought of the happiness she’d brought me since then and without hesitation I opened my mouth.

“Could I ask you something, beautiful?” she laughed a little and grabbed one of my hands. “Sure.” I ran my free fingers through her hair and asked her to face me. As she did I got to fully appreciate her huge hazel eyes. “Will you be my girlfriend, please?” I watched a smile crawl onto her lips and as she kissed me I knew she meant yes.

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