Between Two

Chapter Four

•• Niall's P.O.V••

Everything started out great this week, it after that one damn visit from management Harry and Louis were at it once again, what happened to them? They were like best buds one minute and then the next enemies who just want to kill each other. This is seriously getting out of hand. It's been giving Liam, Zayn and I stress from thinking of how to solve this huge problem. And it's just made Liam, Zayn and I tired and lazy. We don't want to do anything, but solve the damn issue between Louis and Harry. And then today I came to reality. We can't solve their problem, all we can do is sit back and relax as they figure it out themselves.
Right now I am currently watching the doctor wrap up Rose's wrist. Every time he moves it I hear a crack and it makes me feel sick. I am the only one Rose wanted in here right now, just me.
I could here Rose say a word, "Niall."
"Yes, Princess?" I ask.
"I'm hurt." She says.
"I can see." I say.
"No, not my wrist." She says.
"Then what, Princess?" I ask.
"It's my heart." She replies.
"What do you mean?" I say.
"I can't explain the pain I feel." She says.
"Can you try, Princess?" I ask.
"Yeah." She replies as the doctor leaves, "I feel Louis did this on purpose, I feel he still has feelings for Eleanor and I feel like I shouldn't be with him."
"Listen to me, Princess. Louis loves you. Trust me he does." I say, "But Harry also loves you."
"Harry doesn't love me." She says to me.
"Don't say that." I say.
"How could he like this." She says referring to her body.
"It's the little things that count, princess." I say.
"I'm a train wreck, you know that Niall?" She says.
"C'mon, Rose please don't say that." I say while trying to blink away the tears that were forming.
It brought me back to when I was insecure about my teeth. It brought me back to when people said I was ugly and I changed for them. And I know out there someone girls loved me for who I was. Some probably loved the crooked teeth, where I did not. Some people probably loved my hair. Some people probably love my laugh. Yes, I laugh a lot it doesn't mean I like it. And that reminds me, I'm exactly like Rose, insecure about myself.
"Niall." Rose says pulling me away from my thoughts, "If you were Harry or Louis would you love me?"
"Of course, but I'm not Harry or Louis. I'm me and I love you for who you are now." I say.
"Stop lying." She says.
"I'm not, I truly love you for who you are." I say and lean in to peck her on the cheek.
 I pull back from cheek and I catch a glimpse of her blushing.

 "What was that?" She asks.

"My love, Princess." I say and I find my cheeks are now burning up with embarrassment.

"Niall, I-"

I put my finger over her lips, "Shh.."

"But, Niall-"

"I think I have some explaining to do." I say.

She just nods. I remove my finger from her lips and put my hands through my hair.

"Alright, well truth is I have always liked you from day one. And I wanted to be the one to help you and be there from morning to night. But then I got a sense you only liked bad boys like Louis or Harry. Not good boys like me or Liam." I start, "What am I saying? Am I really a good boy in your eyes because in mine I am. I am obviously upset with Louis and Harry. Liam, Zayn and I thought of ways to make them be friends again, so it can be easier on you. On all cards it was my idea."

 "Niall, in my eyes you are you. It doesn't matter if your bad or good. You're you and that's all I can ask for. " Rose replies.

I smile at her words. Did she really mean it or was she just joking with me? I mean she could be feeling loopy. Do I have what it takes to be in love with her? What the hell, of course not Louis loves her so much and I have to respect that. I already have before when Harry was dating her. Of course when I heard they broke up I went to Harry and gave him a little talk about hurting an angel like her. And then he broke down in tears on how he was sorry.