Adopting Tragedy

Chapter 5

Not everything is perfect. People look at celebrities and automatically assume things are perfect. They don't know the stories behind the family. Or what's going on in their personal lives.

"Why is life so complicated?" I asked as Niall and I both just laid on our bed. The white fluffy comforter laid under us as we laid there.

"It's life," Niall sighed with closed eyes. His eyes rested closed as his hands lazily intertwined with mine. "What's on your mind love?" He never moved from his spot as we both just laid there. 

"A lot," I sighed. Niall shifted so that he was looking at me with his gloomy blue eyes. I did the say, letting Niall move strands of hair from my face. 

"You can trust me babe," he said under a whisper. "You can tell me anything. I promise." I really wish that was the thing Niall. But.. I can't. I can't trust anyone. Not with passed problems. I have had trouble trusting people from the beginning. 

"It's just my father is all," I lied. I actually haven't been thinking about him much. Not with what Courtney has been telling me. There really isn't much he could do to help this situation. 

I sat up, ruffling my hair out of my face. Niall coppied, but pulled my head towards his lips, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. "You'll get through this. I promise baby." 

If only he knew what was really happening.

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"Alright. I guess I should start dinner?" I sighed, going into our kitchen. Opening the fridge, there wasn't much there. "Or food shopping is fun too." 

"How about," Niall started, wrapping both arms around my waist. "We go out to dinner. A little nice night out. Go to the Harley Davidson Cafe? What do you say?" As much as I wanted to stay inside and doing nothing all night, I knew it was something Niall and I needed. Just a night for us two. And that's what we're gonna do.

I nodded, placing a small kiss on his cheek. Walking into my room, I quickly slipped on some flats. I wore a black long sleev and blue skinny jeans. Harry says I still act and dress like a teen. I call him dumb. 

"Ready?" Niall asked, slipping on his jacket. I nodded, following him out towards our car. 

We got to the cafe, shocking the host. Nearly giving her a heart attack actually. But we finally got our seats.

I like how Niall got me. I don't like fancy. I hate dressing up. But I'll do it if I have too. But nights like this made me happy. When it was just us, nothing too crazy. 

"So we have a show coming up," Niall said as he sipped his coke. "And we would love it if DJ C would like to be there."

"DJ C?" I laughed. "When did we come up with that?" 

"Since you first started," Niall replied. "We didn't tell you it. It was more of a code name." 

"Nice to know Cinderella," I giggled. 

"Hey...." He glared. I just laughed, letting him pout a little longer. 

Through the whole meal, I kept getting texts from Courtney and Billi. Those two do not know hot to take a hint. 

"Who is it?" Niall asked as I pulled out my phone for the fifth time tonight. 

"Courtney," I sighed. "Quickly hanging up, I put my phone on silent, going back to our dinner. 

It was nice and peaceful. Until we were bombarded with papz. This happened every now and then. But right now, I was about to punch the guys in the face.

"Seriously guys," Niall tried saying. "Give us a break." He gripped my waist, leading me towards the car. Once in, we quickly took off, trying our best to shake the blinding lights. I should be used to his with being Harry's sister. I mean, it was harder when I was a teenager. But now? It just blinds the crap out of me.