I walked in the rain with no umbrella. I don't know why I left it at home. I guess I didn't expect it to rain since its Summer, but when I was about halfway there it began to pour. I didn't care though. I was so focused on getting there it didn't even cross my mind to turn back.
I understood exactly where Niall was coming from whether I wanted to or not. I was being unfair, and he was only trying to figure me out.
I hadn't come out my room much the past three days. Niall hadn't called or texted at all. I guess he was giving me my space. Or maybe he was mad at me. I did kind of yell in his face. I just hoped he wasn't mad at me.
My flats would probably be ruined by the time I got there. My hands were stuffed in my jean pockets as I kept walking. Why didn't I drive?
I was afraid to knock as I found myself at Niall's front door. I stared at it for a moment thinking. Then I knocked softly. When no one came to the door I knocked a little harder praying that Niall wasn't holding a grudge.
It swung open and Niall stood there in jeans and a white tang top, he didn't look surprised at all, almost as if he was expecting to see me and maybe annoyed. I couldn't tell.
He just stood there as the cold rain beat down on me and I awkwardly stood there looking up at him.
"Im sorry," I said trying to speak over the rain & wind. He still stood there staring. Then he finally reached his hand out and I grabbed it as he led me inside closing the door behind us.
"I wont stay if you don't want me to, but I had to say sorry. Everything you said was right and I should've-"
"Sshh," he said cutting me off. "Im sorry too. I shouldn't have pushed you to do anything you weren't comfortable with. Or ready for." I chuckled.
"Id kiss you but Im all wet." Both of us looked at the floor to see the little puddle Id created from my dripping clothes.
"Lets get you in something dry."
I followed him to his bedroom which was filled with guitars of all shapes, sizes, colors and designs. I stared in admiration as he dug through his bottom drawer looking for something.
"Well I can guess what you do in your spare time," I teased. He smiled.
"I think Im obsessed." As he leaned over his tang top exposed a bit of his back and bit my lip grinning until he stood holding out a huge white T-shirt. "Do you mind?" I took the shirt from him.
"Not at all. Wheres the bathroom?" He pointed down the hall. "Thanks." He nodded.
We spent the afternoon watching cartoons and later on he taught me a bit of guitar. He didn't know Id been playing almost my entire life, so at the end of our little session I played an entire song, and his reaction was priceless.
Here and there he randomly leaned over to kiss me or he played in my hair. He even intertwined our fingers and for once I didn't flinch or stop him.
His dad was away on an overnight business trip and I had texted my mom earlier to let her know where I was. She didn't know why I was here or what we were doing but at least I wasn't lying to her which I could live with.
Niall and I felt so connected. It was crazy really, and that day I made a promise to myself. I wouldn't waste time thinking of what COULD happen. I didn't wanna worry anymore. I wanted to be with him and love him. We just had to keep it behind closed doors.
Id be his forbidden love.
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Forbidden Love
FanfictionWhat happens when your soon to be step brother is the one and only Niall Horan. Grace can't help but think about him and he likes her too. He even wants to be with her. But should she be his forbidden love?