Just the Two of Us [Niall Horan fanfic]

Chapter 16: Lying is done with words, and also with silence.

"You did what?!" Meredith hysterically yelled, throwing both hands in the air as her mouth fell open. I remained silence, burying my head in my hands as I groaned.




"Why on earth, Em?!"




I shrugged as I removed my hands from my face.




"I don't know, I guess it just slipped.''




Meredith shook her head, pouring some tea in our cups before grabbing some chocolate cookies out of her cabinet. I took the cup in my hands before I walked to her livingroom. I sat on the couch, hugging my knees to my chest.




''I'm such a mess, Mer. Why is this all happening to me? I mean, before I accidentally met Niall again everything was okay, everything went fine. And now, look at me,'' I stated sadly before taking a sip of my tea.




"It's not your fault, you know that. Well it was maybe a little dumb of you to tell Niall about your so called boyfriend, but we all make mistakes.'' She sat down next to me, her tea cup in her left hand as she put her right arm around me.




"But how did he react? Did he believe you?''




I sighed as I looked her in the eye, thinking about it again.




"He's my boyfriend.''




I saw how his mouth fell open and his face went pale. He tightened his grip around the steering wheel, keeping his eyes sternly on the road. We both said nothing for a while, and I started to feel uncomfortable as his eyes rested on my face before turning away quickly.




"Since when?" he whispered as his face softened a little. I suddenly felt bad for him because I was lying, but he did deserve this. He had hurt me even more.




"Couple of days,'' I lied. ''I dated him in the past before, and we're back together now.'' It was true , I had dated him, but that was before I even met Niall. I had just turned seventeen when I moved here. In the first week of my stay I had bumped into Jarred at a coffee shop, and he wanted to take me out. I had accepted his offer because I didn't know anyone there. We dated for two months until I decided to break up with him. He was just so aggressive and jealous.




It was a short drive to my house. Niall parked his car in front of my appartment complex, turning of the engine before his gaze fell upon me.




''Emma,''' he began softly as he reached his hand out to hold mine. I flinched, but I let him touch my hand. He looked at our hands, his thumb began sweeping back and forth over the top of my hand. I watched his thumb move over my skin as it drew little circles. I knew I missed him; I knew I had missed his touch. My body was reacting to his touch, giving away my desire for him. Thank god his car was blinded so that the papparazi couldn't take photo's of our intimate moment.




"What are we doing, Niall? This is so ridiculous, you're in a relationship, remember. Shouldn't you feel guilty about this all?"




He looked at me, my hand still in his.