Forbidden Love

Guilt~9

Voices. I couldn't tell who's they were but I heard voices. I could still feel Niall's bare chest breathing in and out, my head resting on it. My eyes fluttered open and there was someone standing over me. I still couldn't tell who. The voices got louder and I forced my eyes open.

My mother. Not just my mother, Mr.Horan too. I snapped up wide eyed as they both stood side by side with their arms folded scolding down at me. My eyes darted to the wide open door which I had forgotten to lock. Shit.

Frightened I turned to Niall who was still asleep.

"Niall," I said yanking his arm trying to wake him. I had to resist the urge to call him babe. We weren't into pet names. He slowly opened his eyes smiling. He tried pulling me towards him for a kiss, unaware of what was going on.

His father cleared his throat and Niall jumped staring afraid just like me at our parents. I couldn't tell if my mother was angry, disgusted, shocked, confused...maybe a combination of all those.

"What the hell," she said. She rarely cursed around me, so I knew it was bad. She looked us up and down as if she was trying to remember how to breathe. "Did you-?"

"No mom! Of course not I would never! Let me explain." She looked over at Mr.Horan then back at me. Even Niall looked scared for me.

"One minute."

"I thought there was someone in the house so I called Niall over because I got scared. We realized I was safe and I felt bad for wasting his time so I offered to watch a movie with him. We just crashed here I swear. It was an accident." I hate lying. Her eyes searched mine, then her attention snapped towards Niall.

"Then why's his shirt off?" I noticed Niall's shirtless appearance and sighed to myself but it sounded like a whine. Im so dead.

"It got hot. I took it off in the middle of the night. I don't even think Grace noticed until now." Another lie and it hadn't even been 2 minutes. Not my lie but still....I was the one who suggested he take it off, more for the view than the heat.

"Ms.Torres. I would never disrespect you or your daughter in that way. I am so sorry it won't happen again." He was a better actor than I thought.

Hearing him apologize like that made me feel bad. When you apologize it means you've done something wrong, and that basically meant what we were doing was wrong. I've known that, Im not dumb. But seeing the horror in my mother's eyes from just the thought of Niall and I having anymore than a brother, sister relationship is upsetting.

"Grace," she said. Her voice extremely steady and emotionless. Maybe careful. "I trust you. And if you say there's nothing going on here then I have to believe you. But don't think I won't be watching. Niall...you should go."

He nodded quickly, immediately rising off of my bed too embarrassed to wave goodbye. My mother stood just staring at me for a moment and I couldn't tell what she was thinking; her eyes hard.

She walked out the room and the guilt got worse. I was tired of crying so that was the last thing I wanted to do, but I laid down for a moment just taking everything in as I listened to Niall and his dad drive away.

"Grace!" I heard my mother call. I recollected myself and began walking downstairs. My thoughts everywhere.

How could I not think to lock the door? And since when did Niall think seeing me was disrespectful? I could see wrong but disrespectful? Why were things so complicated?

My thoughts were interrupted when I saw my mother sitting on the couch. Her usual, warm self was back and sighed from relief. I sat next to her. and at first there was an awkward silence until she spoke.

"You know I believe you right? And love you."

"Unfortunately," I muttered under my breath. She looked up at me and I shook my head as if to say 'nothing'

"Niall's a sweet kid," she said lost in thought. "You sure you don't-"

"I said no," I snapped. It wasn't out of anger though. It was pure guilt.

"I said yes." She wasn't looking at me.

"What?"

"To the proposal. I agreed." I wanted to smile and be happy for her but I just couldn't. I was already afraid to have been caught with Niall and then right when I think Im safe to feel like Im loosing him again?

"Can we talk later? I just kinda wanna lay down," I said holding my stomach. She smiled.

"Of course hunny." I made my way back upstairs wondering if Niall knew yet and how I couldn't see this coming. I felt kind of stupid for letting things go this far. I was in love with him, and I couldn't begin to figure out how Id let him go.

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Wow 200+ reads thank you so much! Please continue to vote & comment :) Im actually considering starting another fan-fic but Im not sure If I'll be able to juggle TWO stories on Wattpad and no schedule...Idk, I'll think on it.