Unwrapping Her Heart

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Niall's POV

Once I finished my phone call with Barbara, I stuck my head into my pillow and let out a groan. Oh god, I haven't told Jackie about Barbara. Oh no. What if she thinks I'm a player or something? This is bad. Why did Jacks keep driving me crazy? Why is it I have a model girlfriend that can't even make me happy? Any guy would die to be in my position, but I didn't want to be Barbara's boyfriend, I wanted to be JACKIE'S boyfriend. Maybe it was kinda weird, considering we haven't got a clue about each other and it's totally unrealistic for us to date. My life can't lead what every girl wants and I can't be there for her every hour of everyday like I want to. I sat there wanting to sit there until everything would just go away, but I knew I had to go back outside eventually. I finally forced my body to flop out of bed and my jelly legs wiggled to the door. I saw Jackie sitting on the edge of the couch watching the blurring land outside the window. She looked so peaceful and beautiful even doing the most simplest thing. I sat down next to her and relaxed into the warmth of the couch. She didn't even seem to notice me as her fingers tried to touch the snowflakes through the window.

"Hey," I whispered, "whatcha doing?"

She stopped suddenly and turned towards me, not a hint of happiness or anything, "nothing. Why are you whispering anyway? We are the only ones here".

"Oh ya ha," I said blushing and raising my voice slightly, "sorry about that".

"Whatever," she muttered turning towards the window again.

"Are you okay?" I asked worriedly, "you don't seem as happy as you did before".

"Maybe we can't be as happy as you twenty four seven Niall," she snapped at me. I was shocked; I knew something was on her mind.

"You can talk to me about whatever you want you know that right? I'm not exactly a very judge mental person," I said placing my warm hands into her cold ones held in her lap. She remained silent. I thought jolted into my head. The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear. I cleared my throat and stood up. She turned to me, confused as she buried herself deeper into the couch. I started dancing like a idiot and making strange faces at her, attempting to make her laugh.

"Have yourself a merry little Christmas

Let your heart be light

Next year all our troubles will be

out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas

Make the yule-tide gay

Next year all our troubles will be

miles away

Once again as in olden days

Happy golden days of yore

Faithful friends who are dear to us

Will be near to us once more

Someday soon, we all will be together

If the Fates allow

Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow

So have yourself a merry little Christmas now," I finished off happily with a sprinkle of jazz hands.

"That was...wow," she replied to my singing and dancing with a giggle, "I feel honored that THE Niall Horan sang and dance for ME. OH MY GAWD LIKE FAN GIRLING!"

I bowed dramatically while waving my hand like the queen of England, "your welcome your welcome. As long as you are happy, I'll do it any day".

She leaned in closer to me and we were barely a few inches apart. "I don't understand why you are being so nice to me, honestly. I mean I'm just a moody girl that complains about her life all the time. Why would you want to deal with such a mess when you don't have too?"

"Honestly I don't know," I said as I stared deeply into her perfect eyes, "you are like a present with millions of layers and I just want to get to the core. You look different than you seem. You've been through a lot I can tell, and I just wanna know the real Jackie".

"That was a pretty cheesy metaphor, Mr.Horan," she said shaking her head. For a second, she leaned in a little bit more and I was certain she was just about to kiss me. Instead she stopped and patted my cheek with a new smile plastered on her face. "You are the most insane, idiotic, weirdest, sweetest and kindest person I've ever met, Niall Horan". We laughed as the snow brewed up its storm even further, wasting the minutes away talking about our totally imperfect and crazy lives. No matter how hard I tried to get the thought of her lips on mine blocked out of my brain, it kept swirling back.

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okay crappy chapter I'm sorry. second update in a day wahooo🎉🙈 hope your day is going fabulous! I'm going ice skating for the first time since I broke my arm a few years back, advice?

stay beautiful, xx cass

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