You are my Wonderwall.

Chapter 16:

I couldn't believe what they did to me. It was just unforgettable.

Standing there with my briefcase, I called up Niall,

"Niall."

"Yeah? What's up princess?"

"Can I come over?" My voice cracked

"Yeah. sure. I'll text you my address."

I put my phone in my back pocket after we exchanged texts. Without saying a word to anyone, I left.

I waited by the bus stop. My hands slowly tracing the shape of my lips. With no hesitation I got inside the large bus and sat at the back. My chest began to ache. Not sure if it was too cold outside or I was just hurt.

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I arrived to a cute little house in a neighborhood I've never been in. My shoes banged the ground as I walked to the porch, knocking slowly. I was still unsure if it was Niall's house or not. The door slowly opened and there he was, my prince charming. I started to notice I completely fell in love with him.

"Niall!!" Dropping my stuff, I just wrapped my arms around him and squeezed. He grunted and began to laugh, "Stephanie!!" I didn't want to leave his arms. His strong cologne hit me. It was nice just being with someone who actually was the only one I can trust.

There was a high pitched voice coming towards us, "Niall who's that.."

Niall escaped my arms and looked behind him, "Oh! Excuse me." He pulled the lady and put his hands around her waist, 'Stephanie this is my girlfriend."

I was in complete shock. A girlfriend?, "Hi, my name is Amy." My mouth forms a fake smile, "Hello Amy. I'm Stephanie... Niall can I talk to you for a second?" I caught ahold of his hand, not caring for him to answer. We both went outside, in front of the porch, "Niall. Since when have you had a girlfriend?" He smiles, "Hmm for about 2 weeks." I put my hand to my face, "Are you serious?" Niall puts his arms around my waist, "Why? What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong. Can we please just go inside? I'm kind of tired." We went back inside to his house. It was so different compared to Harry's.

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It was about 3 in the morning when I woke up by a familiar guitar strum outside of my room. I spotted Niall on the couch playing, 'Til' Kingdom Come- Coldplay' His voice was so calming and relaxing.

"Hold my head, inside your hands..... I need someone.... Who understands.."

His voice and his smooth guitar strum was distracting me. I wouldn't dare take off my eyes from him. Strolling closer to him, I accidently hit my pinky toe on a night stand how cliché.

, "Shit." I lightly whisper to myself, making Niall his attention towards me, "Stephanie, you're awake?! What happened are you alright?" He put his instrument down and got up, walking towards me. My hands let go of my foot and I acted like that never happened, "So you play the Guitar, Niall?"

His cheeks lightly turned pink, "Yeah. The rest of the boys- Never mind." My eyes flutter as his eyes went bloodshot, "The rest of the boys what?" He played with the back of my hair, "No it's alright. You wouldn't care." I gave him a dirty look, "Of course I care. Who wouldn't"

He lightly grinned, "The rest of the girls... Your sister, Jessica..." He hesitated, "Amy."

My palm lightly massaged his chest. Why wouldn't his own girlfriend care, "Tell me." He had a satisfied look on his face, "Well the rest of the boys and I kind of have a band. Every week, after our normal drinking party, we go to Harry's place and practice there." A smile appeared on my face, "A band? Have you guys written a song yet?" He gripped on my wrist and led me to the couch, "Yes! We written lots of them! But I have a personal favorite. It's called Little Things." The look on his face was so peppy. He was like a child in a candy store. Talking about music really made him, "Can you sing me one?"

"I would sweetheart but I think it sounds better when all of us sings." We stopped talking for a few seconds, until I broke the silence, "Do you like Amy?" Niall scoffed, "Of course I do... We might not have the best relationship but she's great." I nodded my head, "Do you.. like me.?" He beamed, "Of course I do!"

My eyes rolled, "No Niall. I mean like, like. More than a friend." He bit his lip and stayed quiet, not making a sound.

"We should get to bed, you had a long day."