Unsaid (Niall Fanfiction)

Chapter 9.

Chapter 9.

NIALL POV

“You’re sorry?”

“Yes. I’m sorry I’m blaming you. I get it that you didn’t sell them that stuff. “  She says and I finally see her talking in another tone than her pretentious sarcastic one.

“I’m glad you finally understand that. I don’t wanna see you hurting, you know?” Right now I’m just counting the seconds until we finally kiss.

“Hum, ok.” She looks down. “I’m cold, I’m going inside.” She starts to turn when I grab her wrist.

PHOEBE POV

  I honestly couldn’t keep talking to him. My apology had taken too much of my pride and mostly, too much of my integrity. I was about to break, not in the conventional way.

  As I turned to enter the house, I felt Niall’s hand on my arm, pulling me back, face to face with him. I could hear his heavy irregular breath next to me. I could actually listen to him inhaling and exhaling.

  We kept in silence for what seemed ages to me. I kept looking at his lips, but I couldn’t. It was wrong. I shouldn’t forgive him so easily, after what he did. I can’t help to feel the usual emptiness as I looked at his eyes. It’s amazing how easily he can break my walls down. It just feels like I’m his slave. I can’t help getting lost in him, and as much as I wish I could get him out of my life, I always keep coming back. I’m his slave. His love slave.  The silence wasn’t awkward though. It was like both of us wanted to remember this moment, even though we were only face to face.

  I stare at his face. I can see his unshaved pale skin shining in the moonlight. He had dark circles around his eyes, I could see he hadn’t been sleeping well for a long time. Maybe he has nightmares too. His mouth wasn’t as red as usual, maybe it’s because of the cold weather.  

“I’m going to kiss you.” He calmly says. I slightly gasp and that’s enough for him to smile a little.

“ Okay.” I finally say. What could I do? Refuse the thing I want the most in the world?

Just one more time. One more kiss and you’ll be able to move on.

  He gets closer and cups my face in his cold hands. I stare at him one last time before our lips finally touch. I could feel his chapped lips involving mine in a way only he knew how. Our tongues were fighting in perfect synchrony, just like the old days.  

  I can’t describe what I feel in that moment. Those are not butterflies in my stomach, I had a whole bee’s nest inside of me. For months, I hadn’t felt this. Was it happiness? Happiness. It’s such an abstract word, isn’t it?  Felling happy. That’s something I can’t imagine I would be able to feel again. But right now, as awful this makes me feel, I forgot about my parents, everything this blonde guy had done to me, my aunt. Everything gone in a blur. Only me and him.

  We break the kiss and I immediately wrap my arms around him, knowing that’s the exact thing I shouldn’t be doing. But I couldn’t help. Even if only for tonight, he was mine and I was his. Nothing else.

( A/N: omg I'm so sorry guys, I was A MONTH without posting!!! I'm so so so sorry guys! I was on lots of stress because of school, exams, and also, some family issues. So from now on I'll be uploading as many times I can. LY guys )