Double Life© (Niall Horan fanfic) COMPLETED

Chapter twenty eight

Niall pov




Belle left the living room after cleaning Harry up. I smiled and sat down next to Harry. He looked up at me rolling his eyes.




"You kissed her didn't you?"




I turned my head my eyes wide. "How. But. What?" I stuttered out causing him and Louis to laugh.




"Talk to that one." He pointed to Louis who smiled innocently.




"Really?"




He nodded his head slightly ashamed looking down. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Harry.




"You should go talk to her."




"Why?"




He scoffed rolling his eyes. "You kissed her dummy. You have to talk after that."




I sighed and nodded standing up. I walked out of the living room and looked up. My eyes widened as I stared into Belle's mesmerizing green eyes.




I turned my head seeing something move out of the corner of my eye. A man stood there staring at Belle with an evil smirk and anger in his eyes. I looked back at Belle as she said my name.




"No!" I shouted as I saw the man walk up to her with his fist clenched.




I ran to him, but was too late. He hit her causing her to fall on the steps hitting her head again. She groaned loudly and I turned back to the man.




"Who are you?!"




He turned to me with a smirk obviously successful of what he had just done.




Jerk.




"Matthew."




"What are you doing here and why did you just hit her?!" I shouted throwing my hands to emphasize my anger and frustration.




"I'm here on business and it involved her and she wasn't cooperating."




I clenched my jaws grinding my teeth. I clenched and unclenched my fists at my sides.




"Well Matthew, you are going to pay for that."





He cocked his head and a laugh escaped his lips. I took a step forward and took no time to land a blow to his face. His head turned to the side and blood trickled out of his mouth.



"I know you didn't just hit me."




"I did and watch I'm gonna do it again." I said punching him in the stomach causing him to double over and crumble to the ground.




He let out a strangled breath and I kicked him in the stomach again.




"Don't ever touch her again." I stated firmly taking the gun out of my back pocket.




I hit him hard across the back of the head with the gun. He fell completely to the ground.




I took a deep breath letting it out then turned to see Belle laying on the steps. I slipped the gun back into my pocket and ran to her side. I shook her lightly then flipped her over.





She had a knot on the side of her head and a cut on the other side. I looked back at Matthews hand to in fact see a ring. That explains how she got the gash on her cheek and the cut on her head. I growled slightly then quickly composed myself.




She groaned again and I looked down to see her eyes fluttering. They opened slightly before closing again.




I bent over picking her up bridle style. I brought her into the living room and heard gasps. Louis and Harry both stood quickly rushing to her.




"What happened?" They both asked simultaneously.




"That guy Matthew. Again."




They nodded and stared at her in my arms limp.




"One of you please take care of him and the other get a washcloth and a bandaid."




Harry spoke first.



"Where is he?" He clenched his jaw.




"By the steps."




He walked out without another word and Louis went to get what I asked for.




I set her gently on the couch. I lifted her head up slightly and sat down placing it back on my lap. I brushed a few strands of hair out of her face smiling to myself.




I really like her and I hope she likes me too. I hope she felt what I did in the kiss.






Belle pov




A sharp pain shot through my head causing me to groan. My eyes fluttered open to come in contact with sea blue eyes already staring down at me. I blinked a few times to clear my vision and be sure that I wasn't dreaming. He looked down at me and smiled widely.




"Hi. How are you feeling?"




I smiled slightly and grabbed my head sitting up. I blushed red trying to hide it when I found I had my head on his lap.




"Just dandy other than the killer headache." I said sarcastically causing him to chuckle softly.




I looked around to see Louis asleep in the chair next to the couch. Harry was no where in sight.




"Where'd Harry go?" I turned back at Niall to see a frown form on his face, but he quickly tried to hide it.




"Oh. He went to bed in my room because you said you would rather sleep with me and Louis is on the chair because we are on his 'bed'."




I blushed again unable to hide it causing him to smirk cheekily.




"Oh." I stated simply standing up.




I felt wobbly and my legs felt like jello. I gasped slightly when I fell back onto the couch.




"Easy princess. You took a pretty nasty hit."




Why does he keep doing this to me?!




Always making me blush.




Sheesh.




He stood and came in front of me holding out his hand. I looked up at him with a smile.




"Thanks."




He nodded smiling as I grasped his large warm hand with my small cold one. I wobbled a little, until he secured an arm around my waist to steady me. I looked up at him then focused on making my way upstairs without falling down.




We finally made it to the bedroom successfully. I sat down on the edge of the bed and looked down to see I was still in jeans and a flannel shirt. I groaned and Niall looked at me confusion spreading across his face.




"Could you do me a favor?"




He came to stand directly in front of me. He put his hand up to his head standing tall then saluting like a soldier.




"Yes ma'am."




I giggled causing him to smile and lower his hand. "Help me back up again so I can get pajamas."




He nodded and helped me stand placing his arm around my waist. We walked over to the dresser and he kept his arm around my waist as I dug in the drawer.




I pulled out a pair of plaid Aeropostale pants with a navy blue T-shirt.




He took me back to the bed and went into the bathroom to get ready while I changed sitting down. It wasn't very easy, but I accomplished.




"You ready?" I heard a thick Irish accent echo off the walls.




I smiled. "Yep." I replied popping the 'p'.




He opened the door stepping out with sweat pants on.




Only sweat pants.




I took a deep breath and tried to steady my breathing before he walked out and set the shirt on top of the dresser. His back muscles flexed as he walked and I felt my heart flutter.




Maybe I can fall in love again. 😉


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