Forbidden Love

Tears~8

Mr.Horan kept talking and my mother sat staring with her jaw dropped and eyes wide. She could say no. I doubted it but there was a chance. He finally stopped talking.

It seemed like the entire restaurant was listening. "Oohs" and "ahas" came from all over.

"I-I just.." my mom stuttered. She looked afraid as I looked back panicked. "I need to talk to my Grace. I hope you don't mind if I can let you know tomorrow."

Mr.Horan stood up a bit embarrassed yet understanding. "Sure," he said. "Lets go home."

Niall and I held hands the entire ride. No one said much. It was extremely awkward.

I exchanged a desperate, hopeful look with Niall before him and his dad drove away. I nervously shuffled into the house to see my mom already on the couch deep in thought.

"What do you think Grace?"

"About what?" She gave me a look. I shrugged, glumly sitting next to her on the couch. "I don't know mom." She sighed.

"I love him. At least I think I do." She turned to me with fear in her eyes. "I just don't know if Im ready for a commitment like that. Are you?"

I didn't want to say yes. If I said yes then she'd only be encouraged to go through with everything. I didn't wanna say no either, because if I said no Id feel like I was tearing apart love. It'd be selfish.

"If you're ready, I am too." She sighed again leaning over on the couch. "Well mom it's Friday night. Why don't you head over to aunt Lena's house. Im sure she can help you decide."

"You're right she said standing up. Are you gonna be alright if I stay over there for the night?"

"I'll be fine," I said waving her off. "Have fun."

"Thanks sweetie." She grabbed her purse off of the table and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving.

She rushed out the door and the tears began to flow. I drew my knees up to my chest and rested my head on them as I cried.

The thought of loosing Niall hurt so bad. The last few months with him had been amazing. Thinking about how we'd be living together but I wouldn't be able to hold him or kiss him felt terrible.

Him sneaking in my room all the time was pretty fun. He had even taken me out a couple of times, not that my mother knew about that.

I got up off the couch walking upstairs to my room. Sitting there & crying about him was unhealthy. Id only get sadder. Maybe being alone wasn't the best idea.

The familiar sound of pennies against my window made me smile as I rushed over to my window to let him in. He climbed in falling on the floor and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I'll never understand how you climb up here all the time," I joked. He stood up brushing off his pants.

"I guess Im just that desperate." He hugged me tightly and I couldn't let myself let him go. I buried my head into his neck breathing in his cologne.

"What if she says yes," I whispered. He squeezed me tighter and I could feel his tears falling onto my shoulder.

"I don't know....we could still-"

"No." I pulled away from him facing the wall and crossing my arms. "Sneaking around with you now is bad enough. Im not a whore Niall."

He rushed over in front of me gripping my shoulders. "I don't think that Grace! Is that what you think?" My hands dropped my sides as I exhaled.

"No." I slumped down onto my bed crawling over to a pillow and holding It. Niall came crawling up next to resting his head on my lap.

"Mind if I stay," he asked. I shook my head no as he reached for the remote. "Lets watch a movie to get our minds off things."

"I don't know if that'll work," I mumbled hoping he didn't hear me. He sat up to kiss me but I looked away. "I cant. Not right now." He laid back down and held me close. In minutes I was asleep. We were asleep.

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