What Makes You Beautiful

Chapter Seventeen

It had just turned past ten o clock when I walked in to the room. I was sharing one with Niall, whilst Ellie and Beth shared a twin room, Flora shared with Harry, (on a blow up bed. I don't think Harry was ready to share one) and Megan and Roos went into a room that had a bunkbed. I walked in, in a tank top, leggings and fuzzy slippers. Niall had ordered me some clothes as I didn't bring any with me.

I couldn't find Niall though. I went to the bed and sat down, pushing my back against the wall. 

Suddenly he walked in guitar in hand. He smiled at me as I sat up. 

'Practicing?' I smiled. 

'I wanted to play you something.' He sat down next to me and strummed the chords lightly. Then he started playing a tune. 

'Do you recognise it?' He asked me. I laughed happily. It was Stereo Hearts. A song i'd loved for about a year. And it made my day the time I heard Niall play it at the concert. 

Suddenly he played it from the start again. He stared down at the guitar but started singing the words. 

My heart's a stereo

It beats for you so listen close

Hear my thoughts in every no~te

Make me your radio

And turn me up when you feel low

This melody was meant for you

So sing along to my stereo

He looked up at me. His voice was soft, quiet but still beautiful. 

'That was amazing.' I kissed his cheek as he smiled at me, but he smelt of distinct alcohol. Suddenly he took the guitar of the bed and put it to the floor. He walked up to door and closed it turning off the light. I couldn't see him very well, but he took his shirt off. 

'Niall.' He pulled back the covers and slid in next to me. 

'I'm 14, Niall...' I whispered, knowing what he wanted to do. 

'I thought you wanted to wait.' I whispered. 

'Until what?' I heard him ask. 

'Until you were married. Don't do anything you'll regret.'

'Why would I regret this?' He asked. 

'I'm not the right girl. Just don't. Okay?' I saw him smile and then nod slowly at me. 

'Go to sleep, babe.' He mumbled. He stretched his arm over me and held me close. I didn't know what to do. He wanted me to. But I was 14. It was too early. It wouldn't be legal anyway. I already heard him breathing softly, so I too closed my eyes and went to sleep. 

Niall's POV

'You shouldn't have done that..' Liam told me. Carrie was still asleep and it was eight o clock in the morning. 

'I know. I just don't know what happened.' 

'You drank last night, didn't you?' Liam sighed. 

'Yeah. But not that much.' 

'It doesn't take much to want to do stupid things.' He hit me on the back as he stood up. Just as Liam disappeared, Carrie emerged from the room, rubbing her eyes. 

'Carrie. Can I apologise?' I stood up and walked towards her. 

'For last night?' I nodded at her. She smiled. 

'It's okay. But.. were you drunk? You smelt of alcohol.' 

'I'm so sorry. I think Louis offered my one. And that's all I remember. I also remember being stupid last night and i'm sorry.' I put my hands to her waist. 

'It's alright.' She looked at me, taking my hands off her waist, pulling back. 

'Are you okay?' I asked.

'Yeah. Fine.' She walked away from me. I tried grabbing her hand. 

'Get off!' She pulled away quickly and she seemed so jumpy. 

'What's wrong with you?' I shouted just as the door bell rang. I took a look at Carrie's face. She looked generally frightened. I turned away and answered the door. 

She was stood there. The girl that thretened me. 

'Niall James Horan. You don't know how long I tried to track you down. I had to practically stalk the Internet in order to find you.' 

'What do you want?' I stepped backwards. 

'You threw me away, love.' She winked. She pushed Niall aside and walked in. 

'I expected more from a man like you.' She smiled. 'Throwing a woman out after you gave me more than just a kiss.' 

'You what?!' Carrie shouted from the top stairs. I turned to face her. 

'No!' I shouted. I ran up to top floor. 

'It's not true!' I shouted. 

'You told me nothing else happened!' 

'It didn't!' Then I lost my temper. I grabbed her hands trying to look her in the eye but I couldn't. She pulled away, crying and fell. She fell down the stairs, hitting her head on the post. Then she lay motionless at the bottom. Tears sprang to my eyes. 

'Carrie..' I mumbled quietly. But even if I shouted it, she wouldn't have replied. I looked at the girl that thretened us and even she looked quite shocked. Then Liam and Louis came in and stared at me. I was leaning on the bannister, staring at Carrie. Louis just looked at me.

'Who did this...?'