This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 60

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Niall's P.O.V -

After Sophia and Liam left, I left Snowball on the sofa to continue sleeping. I go upstairs with Cleo as we lay down on the bed and watch a few television shows. 

"Go to sleep." I say chuckling at Cleo, barely able to keep her eyes open. Her eyelids drop instantly, eventually leaving soft breaths from her mouth. I tug the comforter over her body that is wearing fuzzy Spongebob pants and one of my t-shirts.

I would usually never let anyone wear my clothes. I would just have sex with girls and it's almost as if they knew that they were leaving after we had done our fair share. It's different with Cleo.

She genuinely makes me happy unless she's doing something that pisses me off. She's a strong girl to have gone through so much at such a young age.

Her Uncle doesn't make anything easier on her and I'm glad he's in jail. He deserves to fucking rot in there for all the trouble he's caused Cleo. He was all she had left and he turned on her.

Her nightmares at night? I was there and it scared me.

Her panic attacks? I was there and that scared me too.

Her crying over her past? I was there and that worried me until I got used to

I stare at Cleo as she gets closer to my body and lightly fisting my shirt. I would sleep with it off, usually, but it's just too fucking cold outside. I bring my arm around her waist and she slips her leg in between mine. I kiss her lightly on her temple and lay down, drifting off to sleep.

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I wake up from something rattling in the bathroom. The light is on and the door is open, but I don't see anyone. I get out of the bed and walk cautiously in the bathroom. I see Cleo come out of the small closet that is filled with towels, pills, and shampoo.

"What are you doing up so early?" I ask with sleep still in my voice.

"I had to take that medicine. Remember?" Oh yeah-- I forgot about that for a second. I nod my head and walk over to brush my teeth and wash my face. Cleo's standing next to me doing the same.

We leave the bathroom and sit on the bed for a while. Cleo's eyes are glued to the television while I kept kissing her cheek while she attempted to pay attention to the show.

"Stop." She says playfully swatting me away.

"No." I said pushing her over and growling into her neck and making funny noises with my mouth against it. She just kept laughing and tried to hit my arm

, but she barely hit me because she was laughing so hard. She's so ticklish, it's adorable. Cleo presses her lips to mine and tugs on my bottom lip. I suddenly love mornings.

Just as I get to slip my tongue into her mouth she hops off of the bed laughing. Oh, she wants to play this game? She runs out of the door laughing and I go after her.

"Babe, you're going to pay for this." I say to her while she runs for the staircase. Just as she gets downstairs, she stops and gasps. I get downstairs to see what she's looking at.

There's cotton fucking everywhere. I look around for some sign of anything, but then I see the damn kitten scratching at the couch pulling out more cotton.

"Get that piece of shit off of the sofa!" I shout. Cleo begins talking to Snowball in a baby voice and picks it up.

"Whose a bad baby? You are, yes you are." She says kissing the kitten. Is she serious? The cat just fucked up a cushion on the couch and three pillows! I knew this was a bad idea keeping this thing.