I was barely able to sleep last night. I couldn't forgive myself for not walking out after her. I know I should have went to talk to her and apologize properly. The glare Frankie gave me made me nervous, yet gave me adrenaline... I was somewhat looking forward to the challenge. Especially when HE was the one to go after her. It-It made me feel like utter rubbish, and made me jealous...
Well then....
I closed my eyes and a few hours later, I felt the sensation of the plane coming to a land. I got up and dressed, tired and dazed. I looked around, all the pals up and about. Right when they caught my newly conscious gaze, they rushed to me in a hurry.
"Bro, you're going to have a real hard time tonight," Liam winked. I gave him an odd look, before laughing at his dirty statement.
"And why is that,Liam?" I played dumb, knowing it had something to do with Nikki...
"I overheard Nikki throwing a tantrum over some outfit that Simon gave Frankie to give to her," he sounded so much like a gossip girl.
"She actually looks pretty sexy now, to be honest..." Louis replied with a nod. Niall threw him a gaze, knowing he's in a serious relationship. He rose his hands defensively.
"Just saying" he looked away and walked off to finish his hair. I couldn't help but laugh. I walked near the door, curious to how different she could possibly look...
I stepped out, finding Frankie pulling some luggage against the wall. He rose an eyebrow, anticipating me to find Nikki. Luckily, I did. She walked right in front of him, organizing everything around the room.
The rest of the men passed in front of me, pulling their stuff beside them as the plane door opened.
"Hurry, we have five hours to get ready," she said blankly, not paying attention to any of us.
I couldn't help but be in complete awe of her new look. Just from the side, she looked...beautiful.
She wore a elegant flower decal shirt that fit tight against her waist, but loose from the upper part. The thin creme colored shirt drifting off her shoulder, revealing her collarbone nicely. Her black tights... well, tight... And her leather brown boots topped off the outfit perfectly.
"Whoa," I blurted. She turned to me, her face full of annoyance before giving me the finger.
" Don't even start.Fuck off," she finished. The men chuckled behind me as she threw on her shades and headed out the exit. I shuffled my way by her side, feeling Frankie's gaze on my back.
"Hey, I just wanted to apologize about yesterday. I really didn't mean-" I had began to say, subconsciously checking her out..
She rushed quickly through the pathway. She looked at me, before her eyes wandered behind my shoulder. She quickly smiled a beautiful grin and waved.
"It's fine," she repeated blankly through her teeth. I wasn't satisfied with her answer. I quickly followed her gaze at some paparazzi waiting on another side of the gate. I smiled and waved. Before I turned back to her.
"No," I quickly blurted, pulling her close for a hug. I smiled as I put my hands around her shoulders, not daring to try around her waist.
She froze in surprise.
"It's not fine. I'm really sorry...I'll be here if you ever need to talk...not only that, but I just wanted to give you a massive thank you for saving my life so many times," I whispered as I continued to embrace her. I
I could feel her trying to relax, before she'd tense up again. I was anticipating a slap, punch, or stab...
The men walked by, all of them giving me a wink of approval.
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SAFE (Harry Styles Fan-Fic)
Fanfiction"Don't...look...down," she was barely able to whisper. The faint pink of her lips began to become pale, her eyes horror-struck as she held on to me. My eyes, desperate to see the damage. The blood that dripped down my face, down from hers, too. I...
