This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 91

Songs for this Chapter:

Smile Back- Mac Miller

Just Give Me A Reason- Pink & that other guy lol I don't know his name

Cleo's P.O.V

Whenever we get home Niall's mom glares at Harry's neck, but she can't see mine because my hair is down.

"So, what did you guys do today?" His mom asks Harry, Niall and I. We all look at each other because I know she means what did we do after the fitting for dresses.

"Nothing, but we're going to the movies later." Niall says and we just nod our heads.

"What movie are you guys going to see?" She crosses her arms and walks towards us, but keeps her eyes glued on me. My eyes burn into hers and she walks faster, so I walk up to her, but Harry and Niall stand infront of me like they're some damn gate.

"Go upstairs." Niall says to me and nods his head up to Harry, gesturing him to keep me upstairs.

"Stop," Harry says carrying me by my waist while I try to run down the stairs.

Niall comes upstairs with a pissed off face, opening his closet doors and Harry leaves to go get dressed. I didn't think we were seriously going to the movies..

I sit on the edge of the bed and watch him get undressed and pull new jeans up his legs.

"Let's go." He says once he's ready. I sat there the entire time watching him when I didn't even realize it.

"Oh, hold on. I'm going to change." He rolls his eyes at me and sits down on the bed.

"I'm ready." I say fifteen minutes later. I put on jeans, a cream colored shirt with beige colored Toms. I grab an apple sauce and put it in my bag, because Niall would flip shit if I wasted this in his car.

"Harry's been waiting, come on." Niall says, grabbing my hand to hold his. Harry follows behind us to lock the house and Niall keeps pulling my hand down the steep driveway, if he keeps pulling me like this I'm going to fall.

"Stop tugging me," I yank his hand back and he looks in my eyes, but I don't care. Whatever his mom said I guess, but I won't put up with him acting like a dick. Harry comes closer to the car and Niall tells him to sit in the front.

"Nah, I'm not getting in this." Harry says opening the back door.

"Calm down, it's a chair." I say sarcastically annoyed to him. Niall flicks me off and I hit him on his arm, he slips his sunglasses on and let's down my window, knowing full fucking well it will mess up my hair. I try to let it up, but he locked the control buttons on my side.

"Niall!" I say over the loud wind, but he ignores me. Whenever I lean over to hit him, he goes faster.

"Stop driving like a bat out of hell and roll my window up!" I shout over the wind and now over the blasting radio. I hit the dial that turns down the radio and he smacks my hand, making me jerk it back.

"Don't touch my radio." He snaps. I bet Harry feels awkward back there.

"Don't hit me." I glare at him whenever he blasts the radio again.

"Stop arguing already, God." Harry shouts over us cursing at each other.

"Asshole." I call Niall, looking at him. He takes his sunglasses off and looks at me, then back at the road.

"And you're being a bitch, so shut up." He yells at me, so I snatch his sunglasses out of his lap and throw them out of the window.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He hits my thigh. Niall is pissing me off.. so I'll just piss him off too. I reach in my bag and open my applesauce, holding it over his seat. Whenever he sees what I'm doing, he snatches me by shirt to his direction and I hit him in his chest, so he does the same to me me.

"I didn't hit you that hard, Niall and you know it!" I hold my chest and he shrugs, then tries to reach for my apple sauce.

"Dude, just leave her alone." Harry says gently to Niall, but Niall doesn't listen to him and hits my thigh hard, trying to reach for my snack. I open it and raise my butt off of the chair, then I tilt the cup upside down, shaking it making sure I waste it all.

"Niall, you need to calm down." Harry says to Niall and I try to climb over the console to get in the back because I don't want to sit in applesauce.

"No, bring your ass back here." Niall says to me holding the wheel with one hand, which he always does and yanks my shirt back and my back lands in the applesauce. I am fucking livid. I scoop up applesauce and throw it in his face, whenever he wipes it off a little he drives slowly to pick me up with both hands, then drives back to normal.

"Let go of me!" I start screaming in his face.

"Cleo, just come sit back here. Both of you need to be quiet." Harry says and I try to go to the back, but Niall shakes me by my wrists and I'm getting dizzy. I try to unstraddle him, but he's too angry to even let go of my wrists.

"Have you lost your fucking mind?" He looks dead in my eyes, fuming, so I slap him hard in the face and I feel the car accelerate whenever he shakes my wrists even harder, making my neck hurt from all of this jerking from back and forth. He squeezes my wrists while we both curse in each others face, calling each other every name in the book and I try to move my hands, but he won't let go and I hear Harry pointing behind us, his voice getting louder.

I turn around and see the white Lexis car come towards us. My breathing picks up because I'm the only one not wearing a seat belt and Niall let's go of my wrists, undoing his seat belt quickly to put it around both of us.

Niall puts his face in my neck while I wrap my arms around Niall and around then headrest, my face hiding in his neck also. One of his hands holding the back of my hand and the other holding my back. Before I could blink the white car speeds up, ramming into ours and I shut my eyes while I let out a shriek when I feel the car flipping.

"My hands are slipping!" I cry into Niall's neck and holds my back tighter, Harry shouts to us that we're about to flip into a ditch. I scream whenever the airbag goes off, hitting my back, shoving me into Niall, but my hands slip off of the headrest.

"Wrap both of your arms around it!" Niall shouts and I latch my arms around it, still putting my head in his neck, crying because I don't know how this is going to end.

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