Just By Chance || Niall Horan (2)

Chapter 4.

• Four : Meet Again •

✨September 22nd 2017;

"Get a table, baby, I'll get the drinks," Niall kisses my forehead softly, heading to stand in line whilst I head to a free booth in the corner. After taking a seat, I rest my bag on it, beginning to rummage through it in search of my phone.

"Excuse me," someone says. I spot my phone at the bottom of it, wedged between my purse and a piece of paper. "Ahah," I whisper in victory, pulling it out and looking up at the person who sat down across the booth.

My mouth drops, eyes widening as I look at the couple sat across from me. "I told you it was her!" The woman nudges her husbands arm, who stares at me in disbelief. "Freya, where have you been?" Mark asks, almost in a scolding tone.

"I'm sorry? I don't think that's of your con-"

Niall sits my drink in front of me, taking a seat on my right and pulling me into his side. "Who's this?" He asks, kissing the side of my head and gesturing towards the lovely couple.

"Ni, this is Mark and Angela Grey, Eoin's parents. Um, this is my boyfriend Niall," I smile softly up at Niall, not being able to help myself. He's perfect.

Mark clears his throat, sitting up straight in his seat. "Your boyfriend? Are you together long?" Niall smiles at me, taking my hand in his under the table and intertwining our fingers.

"I took an interest in her a little under a year and a half ago, but only together six months," Angela nods, a sour look forming on her face.

"How could you just run away like that and get yourself a new relationship? You left Eoin devastated. He had no explanation whatsoever. Nobody knew whether you were dead or alive!" I stare at her in disbelief at how oblivious she is to what a monster her son is.

"Don't speak to her like that!" Niall defends me. "Aren't you the new couple who just moved in down the road from my house?" A look of realisation spreads across Angela's face, glaring at him.

"You. You were the couple who were so rude to me."

"With all due respect m'am, you were asking about how I had enough money to live there and whether we lived together. Neither of those are of your concern. If we live together, it shan't affect your life. Where I get my money is again not of your concern, but if you must know, I'm a professional footballer."

"I thought your mother raised to better than to jump into bed with someone because of their money Freya!"

"Money?" I scoff. "Niall's money doesn't interest me," I laugh. "I pay for things too. I don't let him pay for everything, I don't like him buying me things, and I certainly do not live off of it. Money can't buy happiness like you seem to think it can, and my best friend plays on the same team, the main reason I met him. I don't know if you two actually love one another or not, or whether it's the income you get at the end of each month that keep you interested, but I actually love my boyfriend, and money is the least of my concern when I'm spending time with him," I glare, gathering my things and quickly standing up, Niall following suit.

"Oh, and why don't you ask your son why I was in such a rush to run away? You may be a great lawyer Angela, but when I bring his ass to court over what he done to me, I'll like to see you fight and plead his innocence," I whisper, harshly. Niall grabs my hand in his, the two of us grabbing our drinks off the table and quickly heading towards the exit.

• • • • • •

Niall dropped me at his house a while ago, heading off to football training. I got bored and asked Perrie to come over, and now the two of us are curled up on his sofa, me filling her in on everything that went down today.

"You told her she wouldn't be able to defend her own son in court?!" She shouts. "Freya! What were you thinking! You practically should have just screamed that he raped you right then and there," I huff in annoyance, flinging my head back.

"I don't know what I was thinking, Pez. She just got me so annoyed. She accused me of only being with Niall for his money, and Perrie, I love him so fricking much. He's so perfect, and he's mine. Why is he mine?"

"Woah, woah, woah. Back of the red firetruck. Did you just say you love him? Have you two done it?"

"He told me he loved me the night before his birthday, and who was I to not say it back when I had come close to saying it so many times before that? I love him Perrie. My therapist said that when you love someone, you just know, and I thought that was a load of bull, but it's not, because I just knew with him."

"You two are an overload of cuteness, but back to my question. Have you two done it?" I blush, shaking my head.

"I've tried to tell him when we're in bed doing other stuff, I just don't know how, and what if he doesn't want to? I mean I trust him, and I'm ready, I just, I have no experience when it comes to that, and he does, and what if I'm not any good, or if I disappoint him? Do you understand what it's like to disappoint someone you love?"

Someone clears their throat. Perrie and I look towards the doorway, seeing Niall and Louis. Perrie bites her lip, quickly slipping on her shoes and standing up, gathering her things. "I think I'm gonna go now Frey', Louis, give me a lift?" My other best friend nods, smiling softly as him and Perrie disappear, leaving Niall and I alone.

"A disappointment?" He sits beside me, facing my way, and taking my hands in his. "Why didn't you think you could tell me you were ready?"

I shrug. "My first time Niall," I swallow back my tears. "My first time was something I didn't want. I know how you feel about that, and I also know how protective you are of me. You're afraid to hurt me, and don't tell me you wouldn't be hesitant to go that far with me. With anything we've done in bed, you're always hesitant at the start, but you need to understand that I love you and I want this. I want you."

He sits back, pulling me onto his knee and holding me closely to him. "You don't want to disappoint me? I don't want to disappoint you," he mumbles. "What if you've got this image in your head of what it's going to be like and I don't make it be what you want it to be. I've never been slow and intimate, and I most definitely have never had to show a girl that I love her in bed."

He cups my cheek in his hand, our lips slowly meeting and moving against one another in a passionate, loving kiss. "As long as it's with you, I don't care what it's like Ni," he grabs the backs of my thighs, hoisting me up as he stands, our kiss becoming more intimate as the seconds pass.

"Let me show you how much I love you," he whispers, pulling back for just a minute to look into my eyes as he speaks.

I smile brightly, connecting our lips once again as he begins walking us up the stairs to his room.

A/N - sorry for the cliffhanger people. Mature content next chapter, maybe Niall and Freya will finally go all the way? Who knows...