Chapter 8
Vallory POV
I woke to the light shining through my window, and light snores. That's when I remembered last night and that Niall had slept over. "Good morning," Niall said as he opened his eyes. His voice was all raspy from sleep, making it sexier with each word he spoke. "Morning." I replied looking up at him. He brushed my bangs behind my ear, then traced it to my chin. Lightly lifting my face up, he kissed me. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. Butterflies were swarming again in my stomach. After a few blissful seconds, he broke the kiss. "That was the best way I've woken up in a long time." Niall said in his raspy voice. "It gets better. My parents aren't home, so we can make breakfast." I said with a grin. He looked at me in disbelief. "You know how to cook?" I nodded with a slight giggle. "Okay, you can live with us." He said throwing his hands in the air. "Well, I'm really hungry, so lets go eat." I said, jumping out of bed. Niall followed behind me as we made our way to the kitchen. As we crossed the last step, I heard a throat clear. My dad was sat on the couch reading his newspaper, staring at us. I gulped. "Dad, I thought you and mom weren't in this morning." I awkwardly said. Niall stood beside me, not sure what to do. "Mom went out for work, and I'm not feeling too good. Now, who do we have here?" My dad said looking towards Niall. "Dad, this is Niall." I said, gesturing to Niall. "Hmm. Could you come here son?" My dad asked. I squeezed Niall's hand as he made his way towards my dad. "Nice to meet you, sir." Niall said holding his hand out. "Call me Bill. Nice to meet you too." He said with a smile. "Alright kiddo, I approve. Go have fun. Don't mind me. I won't tell your mother, if you make me some breakfast." I giggled. "Thanks dad, but were not dating. Sure, ill make you breakfast." I made my way towards the kitchen, while Niall hung back and make conversation with my dad. My dad is my hero. He's the one that calms my mom down before she hits me. He's the one who makes me feel better about myself. He teases me a lot, but that's what fathers do. My dad was in a car accident and broke his neck in two places, fractured his spine and was in a coma for three months. I'm lucky he's alive today. When my dad is around, my mom never calls me nasty names or hit me. That's why I love my dad. I'm glad he approves of Niall, because I think I'm starting to like him.
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Stay Strong x
FanfictionStrength. Emotional, or physical, everyone craves it. One special girl aches for strength. Vallory. Only, 17, she wishes strength was on her side. With an abusive mother, and a handi-capped father, she wishes she had a friend to tell everything to...