One More Time

Chapter 22

In the middle of the night, after Niall and I fought I had a nightmare. It was just replaying in my head. My hands tied to the bed post, struggling to get Damian off of me. His hands were planted firmly on my waist and I tried to push him off, yelling as he kissed my neck. "Get off of me!" I yelled at him, "what the fuck is the point?!" I screamed as I tried to get him off again.

"Just enjoy it Taylor my god." He growled at me, angry. If I made him too angry he'd hurt me and I couldn't decided which was worse. He snaked a hand under me and I gasped.

"No!" I yelled, waking myself up.
I sat up in bed, looking over as Niall woke up. "Niall." I said softly,

"What." He said, still harshly.

"I.. Never mind." I mumbled and laid back down.

"Fuck.. I'm sorry I.. Come here." He said softly and put a hand on my waist. I turned over and he pulled me close to him. Does this mean everything's okay or he's just trying to comfort me?
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked kindly. I shook my head.
"Okay." He said and kissed my head. "Don't worry about it, nothing's gonna hurt you. I've got you." He whispered and slowly traced patters on my back. I slowly fell back to sleep, as did he.

I woke up slowly, wishing everything that happened the previous day was a nightmare. I sadly knew it wasn't. But I was still in Niall's arms, and he was awake. He looked down at me, "you're awake." I nodded and he pulled back slowly. "Are you.. Um feeling okay?"
I nodded again. "Taylor please say something."

"Like what? What happened Niall?" I asked, sitting up.

"I think we both lost control. I just... can you promise me you didn't want him to kiss you? And that he kissed you?"

"I can swear on it Niall. I never wanted him to kiss me. He definitely kissed me, I didn't kiss him."

"Then.. I think we can move on. We'll be alright." He said, half smiling at me and brushing my face with his hand. I couldn't help but smile back. "I love you too much to let one thing ruin this." He said softly.

"I love you too Niall." I said to which he smiled and pecked my lips.

"Now get dressed its Christmas eve." He ordered as he got out of bed. I fell out of bed. "Are you ok?" he asked from across the bed.

I had made an 'Oof.' sound when I hit the ground but I got up. "Fine." I giggled. I walked to the closet and pulled out a Green dress I packed. I slowly took off my pajamas and put on the green dress. I walked out and Niall smirked.

"You look very nice." he smiled. I couldn't help but giggle. I saw that he changed to. He was in decent pants and a collared shirt.

"So do you." i smiled and started walking downstairs. "Ugh." I groaned as I walked to the kitchen.

"What?" Niall questioned me.

"I have to cook for all of us." I whined. I turned to look at him.

"I'll help you don't worry." He pecked my lips as a smile grew on both our faces.

"Oh!" I somewhat yelled making him jump.

"What?"

"I have to make Louis a cake. And you're helping with that too." I told him as he nodded. "Lets go I guess." i walked to the cupboards and the fridge pulling out ingredients here and there. Handing them to Niall Who put them the island in the middle of the kitchen. The scheme of the kitchen was white. That's it it was white and light marble. The sun shone brightly in it.