Taciturn (Niall Horan)

CHAPTER 12 - No and Never Will

Please read Author's Note at the end.

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Nona’s POV

I woke up in a bed. Of course, I've been sleeping in a while. But I remember that I'm in Niall's arm in the beach while the sunset was on the background. It all sinks in what happened in that very shore.

My confession, I cried and he did. He held me in his arms so tenderly. He never knew what kind of sparks he brought. I really love that feeling. He's the only one who can do that to me. I have crushes before but he's really different from the others. He's touch sends shivers to my spine and I love every time we have body contact.

It's not only that. The way I told him the accident lifted my spirit. I feel like every burden I've been carrying for so long was taken away from me. I trust Niall so much. And I know he cares about me. He cried like he was also feeling the pain. I'm thanking God because I found someone who can understand me.

I know this is crazy but I'm admitting it. I fancy Niall, not just a crush but I really fancy him and I won't be surprised if I slowly fall for him. I'm not sure if we have mutual feelings. I won't be surprised either if I'd be friendzoned.

I finally get myself from reality after looking at space for long. I look at the clock and it read quarter to three in the morning. I should get back to sleep, I thought to myself. I'm about to lay down once more when I heard soft snores. I turn on the lamp shade then turn to the right side of the queen size bed and saw Niall sleeping. Did he fall or what? I get down and kneel on his right side. His eyelids flatter in his sleep. His blonde quiff is tamed down while its brown roots are visible on the side. He looks like an angel.

I cupped his left cheek and shake his shoulder and wake him up. He struggles a little then opens his eyes.

"N-Nona?"

He jerks up and squint his eyes.

"Something's wrong?" he asked and I nodded.

This time, he's fully awake. He scans my arms and my face.

"What? Are you sick? In pain?" he panicked.

Before he could do anything, I hold his hands and pull him up as I stand up. He watches me and he gets what I'm trying to do.

"You want us to sleep on the bed together?" he innocently asked.

I nodded. You got it right, boy.

"But—"

I cut him off by putting my index finger over his lips. I pointed the right side as my side and the left would be his. He nodded, learning the puzzle. I hop on the bed, on my side. I pat to his side. He follows then. We both slip in the covers. He turns off the light and heard him say, "Good night, Nona."

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My conscience is back to life but I remain my eyes shut. I feel my pillow breathing. I slowly open my eyes and the first thing I see, my legs tangled with another pair of legs. Then it hit me that my head is laying on someone's chest. I raised my gaze to find Niall snoring softly just like how I found him last night; I mean, earlier this day.

How did we end up this way?

Anxiety comes over me that I push Niall away from me. I didn't mean it that hard but I almost shove him out of the bed. He jolted up and shock is written all over his face.

If you wake up tangled with Niall Horan, you would probably enjoy the moment. But in my case, you can call me weird. I'm not normal.

Niall blinks a few times. He's eyes is wide as the light reflects on his ocean blue orbs. He looks like a lost puppy and doesn't know what to do.