Forgotten (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7

Niall's POV

I walked with Charlie over to my car in silence. What do I do? Do I open her door for her? Yeah girls like that shit right? Okay Horan don't blow it, just be cool. Oh god I'm not used to this feeling. Is my hair okay? Does she like my shirt? Oh god I hope she doesn't feel weird because of those peoples comments in there. I would kill them. My frantic thoughts were interrupted by Charlie's teeth chattering and heavy breathing.

"Here Charlie." I said handing her my hoodie. She smiled at me before gladly taking it and slipping it over her body. She looks so good in my oversized clothing. Holy shit I'm cold now. We reached my car but before she could open the door I needed to kiss her. She went to open the passenger door which I pushed shut. I grabbed her arm and spun her around so she faced me, her back leaning against the car. Her jaw fell open, I brought my lips down to hers forcefully. Her arms hooked around my neck and mine went around her hips bringing our bodies even closer. I felt her bite down on my lower lip. I smiled at her, I knew she wasn't gonna be able to keep up her act. I pulled her off the door and opened it. She climbed inside and I went around to the driver's side. I climbed in and started the car with a smug expression on my face.

"You can't just kiss me like that ya know." She reminded me, "I'm not your girlfriend." She sharply added the last part. A smile danced on my lips.

"It didn't seem like you minded." I pointed out. I watched as her cheeks turned bright pink.

"I-I..." She stumbled trying to find any excuse for her actions.

"Admit you like me." I teased.

"No I don't!" She yelped! Her cheeks turning a even darker shade of red.

"Admit it!" I yelled with a chuckle. I really hoped she would. She shook her head and crossed her arms like a child. She stuck her bottom lip out and pouted. "Then why else would you kiss me like that?" I asked.

"Thats how I kiss everyone you aren't special alright?" She snapped. I really didn't know if she was lying or not. "I kissed Dylan like that before." She spat at me. Just thinking about it caused my jaw to tighten.

"Shut the fuck up." I growled. She turned to face me. A evil smile tugging on her lips.

"Oh what? How I kissed Dylan? And bit his lips? Just. like. you?" She taunted. I pulled over on the side of the street.

"If you knew what was good for anybody you'd stop talking before I lose it." I said, tugging on my hair. But she continued anyway.

"And you know how me and Dylan kissed that was different then yours and mine?" She smirked. "Dylan. used. his. tongue." that was it, I lost it. I got out of the car. My vision blurred and my fists curled and uncurled, I just kept seeing them. Him touching her the way that I should. Bile rose in my throat. I let out a load scream. Before pounding my fist on my car. She came out of my car in my sweatshirt, holding closer to herself as she made her way closer towards me. "Niall? I didn't mean it." She whispered. She grabbed the front of my shirt and fisted it in her hand. She looked up at me batting her eyelashes. My vision cleared, as she spoke, "that didn't happen I just... I don't know I'm sorry." My breathing slowed as I touched her but hers increased. I pushed her back onto my car.

"You shouldn't get me worked up like that." I told her. She nodded. I lifted her hips and sat her on the hood of the car. I moved between her legs and kissed her. Her arms looped around my neck, causing me to go down closer to her. My tongue forced its way into her mouth, my hands traveled lower and lower on her back, she let out a soft purr. Our tongues wrestled together, she pulled away out of breath. My hands traveled her sides.

"I-..." She said before I cut her off with a peck on the lips. She smiled at me, batting her eyelashes and pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. She was trying to think of what to say. "I don't know what we are doing." She said. My mind racked for a quick response.

"Sometimes it doesn't matter what were doing. As long as were with the right people. I know you Charlie, you are so conservative. You are holding back something, I'm gonna figure it out. I'm not sure you even know yourself." I told her. She just shook her head.

"Lets go." She said, hopping off the car and pulling my hand. I watched as she got into the back seat and left the door open behind her. Beckoning me inside. I climbed in after her trying to not seem in a hurry. She had her feet kicked up against the window and she was sprawled out on the seats. I lifted her head and placed it so she was laying on my thighs. I twirled her long brown hair on my finger, curling it and uncurling it every so often. I could here the loud pounding of her heartbeat, and her shaky breaths. I hope mine aren't that uneven.

"Niall?" she whispered.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"Do you wonder why you are here?" She asked. Her voice was hoarse, and I could hear the silent plea in her words.

"I do. It doesn't always make sense to me. Sometimes I don't get my purpose in this world, but then again nobody does." I answered. She nodded. I know shes holding back something.

"I wonder a lot Niall. I don't think I'm that important. So why was I put here on this earth, I'm not important." She whispered. I squeezed my eyes shut. She isn't telling me this right now.

"Why would you think that?" My voice rasped. I could hear the choke of tears in her voice.

"No reason forget I mentioned it." Her lip trembled as she tried to calm herself. I don't know what any of this means. Is she having thoughts about... No, she can't. This is Charlie. Always so sure of her life, who she is and what shes gonna be. Shes not going to kill herself. But I still have to bring this question to the table.

"Don't fucking say that you brought it up." I growled.

"No. Forget it." She snapped. I feel like we are always bickering for the day that we have been talking. All we have done is fight. And now she is telling me this. I thought she hated me.

"Tell me." I whispered.

"I don't like what is planned for me, how every part of my life is set out in front of me. I want to make choices. I don't feel good enough anymore. I'm always compared to my sister and I always have to do better. Nothing is EVER good enough. Charlie you need to score 20 points a game. All grades must be over 95. Have a social life, go out, but don't make bad decisions, have friends but not THOSE friends. Be your sister, be perfect. Well you know what? IM TIRED OF TRYING TO BE PERFECT." She huffed at the end as tears streamed down her cheeks. She sat up, pulling her knees to her chest. "I will never be good enough." She whispered to her knees.

"Hey," i said, pulling her closer to me. "Come on princess you don't deserve to cry. Beautiful girls like you should never cry. " I pulled her into my chest slowly rocking her, planting a kiss on the side of her head. She places her head on my chest an i felt my heart rapidly increase speed.

"You're nervous." She said.

"So are you." I replied.