Diana - A 1D FanFic

Chapter 5- Beneath Your Beautiful

Chpt.5 Beneath Your Beautiful

“Wow.” Niall said as the credits rolled in.

“Right?!” I exclaimed. “Such a good movie!”  I added.  I starred at the empty plate of cookies, well our second empty plate of cookies. Which Niall had most of.  I had like five. Five! That’s not enough for a girl on her period! I took the last sip of my Arizona and checked the clock. 6:30. Dinner time.

I heard steps begin to walk down the basement stairs. “Honey, dinner’s ready” My grandma said. “Niall, sweetie you are joining us aren’t you?” My grandma asked with a big smile. Niall looked at me and I shot him a big smile.

Of course I want him to stay.

“Sure, thanks” Niall said to my grandma.

“Great” she said walking back up stairs.

“C’mon loser, let’s go” I said to Niall getting up from the couch and grabbing the plate and my can of Arizona.

 I began walking up the stairs. Forgot my phone. I turned to be face to face with Niall. His face inches from mine. His hot breath on my nose,  his smell taking over my insides. His piercing icicle like eyes starring down at me,  with a sparkle greater than crystals. My heart beat quickened and just his glance, his stare, his eyelashes flipped my world upside down. The spark that was blown out by my parents death was light at that moment. But it will always be blown out again.

“Here” Niall said handing me my phone and never breaking our gaze. I looked down at his long pale fingers holding my phone. I took it from him and mentally slapped myself. It’s time to come back to earth.

“Habit” I said shrugging my shoulders “But thanks” I added. I quickly stepped up the stairs and made my way over to the dining room.

“Hmmmmph” Niall moaned. I thought the same thing. That smell. Sweeping me off my feet, and gliding me towards the kitchen.  Something  that no other thing can compare to.  Grandma’s lasagna.

“Isn’t it beautiful” I asked Niall, closing my eyes and inhaling deeply taking in every sweet scent.

“You have no idea” Niall whispered. I quickly opened my eyes and caught Niall starring at me. He quickly looked away and a slight hint of red grew on his cheeks. My face got hot.

I threw out the Arizona can in a trash nearby and threw the dish in the sink. Niall and I both took a seat the kitchen table and grandma served us our plates. This is heaven on earth.

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Niall finished his third piece as I finished my second. Grandma only had one, and her and Niall became best friends. Leaving me look like an outcast.

“More?” Grandma asked Niall with a huge smile. Gosh, grandma, don’t break yo face now. Niall lifted his last forkful up to his plush pink lips and into his mouth. He chewed with his eyes closed and then licked his lips with his pink tongue.

“You have become my favorite lady” He said pointing at grandma. She laughed out loud. “Well what about your mother?” She asked him.

“She died when I was seven” he said with a straight face. This is a face I’ve never seen on Niall before, and for some demoned reason I grabbed his hand, feeling the softness and warming pleasure, and I squeezed it, telling him it’ll be alright. Because it will.

“Oh, I’m sorry baby, you’ll always be welcomed  here, and in my arms” Grandma said looking at Niall with pitiful eyes.

“Thank you” Niall said. And he squeezed my hand, tight. And I squeezed it back. It felt great.