Rescue Me (Niall Horan) (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 27: Tell Me

Tara's P.O.V

"So you didn't see Harry last night? Not at all? You can tell me if he did and I'll kick his-"

"NIALL! Calm down, I'm fine okay? I came back here not much longer after I left." I try and convince him.

Ever since I woke up this morning Niall has been on my case about everything. Honestly I find it adorable that he cares so much.

For once I have a feeling of happiness. It is a calming relief and it just makes me feel free. Being trapped in a relationship with Ryan for so long has made me feel that I can't do any better. My only purpose was to make others happy, and if I didn't there would be consequences.

Now that all has past I can move on to bigger and better things. I know Niall will be here and care for me. Despite my doubts, everything will be okay one day. Each day it seems that more and more people are on my side.

Now three out of the five lads believe in the truth, and I am so grateful for this. Even though it upsets me greatly that Liam distrust me and Harry absolutely despises me, I have to accept what I have.

And work harder in the future.

"Okay, okay, let's just go make some food for breakfast, Louis is out with El." I agreed and we left the room and headed down the hall to the quiet kitchen.

"What should we make?" I asked.

"Hmm..." Niall rummaged through the many cupboards and also the fridge. "How about we make some eggs and toast?" He smiles.

"Sure Ni!" I start pulling out the ingredients, but I feel arms wrap around my waist and pull me away. Spinning around I see Niall with a loving look in his eyes.

"Let me make you breakfast my love. Take a break and relax. Let your man serve you for a bit!" He says sweetly. I laugh and take a seat at the table.

"Are you sure babe? I can help you kn-" Niall cut me off with a kiss.

"Nope. You stay right here!" I shrugged and watch him begin to work away preparing breakfast. From this distance it looked like he was preparing food to feed thirty people, man that guy can eat.

I wonder how much he spends on food.

He was frying up about five or more pounds worth of eggs and continuing to toast pieces of bread when his phone rang from his room.

"I'll get it Ni." I race down the hall and check the ID, Louis. I smile and answer. "Hey Louis, its Tara!"

"Hey Princess! How's your morning?" Happiness rung through his voice.

"It's been the best morning so far actually! Niall is in the kitchen making me breakfast!"

"That's... Wait WHAT! HE'S MAKING YOU FOOD! HOLY SHIT! Niall must be in love to do that. Not once has he ever made any of us food by his own free will." Louis was in complete shock, and his words caused me to blush.