Mistreated

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

The song that describes the first part of this chapter is Give Your Heart A Break by Demi Lovato!

Avalon's POV:

"Niall I won't leave you, I love you." I told him.

"Really?" he asked, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Yeah I forgive you. I was mad and disappointed at first, but I realized that everybody makes mistakes." I smiled.

"But I made a really bad one." He said, not looking at me in the eyes.

"Yeah you did," I agreed. "But you accepted your mistake."

"But-" he started to say. I cut him off and said, "You have to learn to forgive yourself too."

"Yeah..." He sighed. He stared at me and then spread out his arms, gesturing me to cuddle with him. I smiled and accepted his hug. I inched towards him and when I was close enough, he pulled me into his arms and slid his arms around my waist. I put my head in the crook of his neck and hummed happily. I covered us with the duvet, because it was getting cold. I breathed in the cologne that he always used. The familiar scent made me feel safe. I felt his lips on his forehead as he left a soft kiss. Forehead kisses meant so much to me. It was a sign of protectiveness.

"You have no idea how scared I was." He whispered.

"Why?"

"I never thought a girl would forgive me for what I did... I never thought I would be loved again. I felt like girls would be scared to date me- or talk to me. I never imagined I would be forgiven."

"Hey," I started and saw a tear slip out of his eye. I didn't want to bring attention to his tear, because that would make him feel worse, so I said, "Shit happens."

"This is why I love you." He muttered and pecked my cheek, his eyes shining again.

"Is that the only reason why?" I raised my eyebrow, teasing.

"Maybe." He teased back, rubbing my back slowly. I shook my head and pretended to pout, but ended up laughing.

"I had a hard time deciding what to do..." I told him. He looked at me with his eyes wide, as if I might change my mind. "But, I followed my heart." I finished and smiled.

We got quiet for a few minutes, comfortable silence settling over us.

"I used to hate you, because I thought you were so mean." Niall told me and I laughed.

"I used to think you were a stuck-up snob."

"Well thanks!" He chided, chuckling.

"Goodnight Niall." I smiled and turned away from him.

"Hey come back here!" He whined and pulled me back to him.

"Let me sleeeeep!" I stretched out the word 'sleep.' I loved teasing him.

"Do you want me to have more nightmares?" He asked. I could almost see his eyebrows crossing. I wasn't facing him, so I couldn't confirm my suspicions.

"Sweet dreams." I whispered, turning back around and he smiled, satisfied. He kissed me one last time before we fell asleep. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest and I felt so happy knowing that part of it was beating because of me. The smile on his face looked inerasable and I felt my heart swell at the words he said. Sometimes I wondered what I'd done to deserve someone who loved me this much. He was the ray of sunshine in this darkness that erased all the negative in my life. The time I spent with him felt like a fairytale and I had to pinch myself sometimes to believe that it was real. I hadn't believed in the "L" word before and he had proved me wrong.