Picking Up the Pieces: A Dark Niall Horan Fan Fiction

New Places

"Niall please." I say through my teeth.

"I just wanted to hear what Harry's lovely sister had to say?" He turns to me, narrowing his eyes.

"You are just trying to embarrass him now stop." I whisper to him.

"We really have to go." Harry drags Gemma out of the pub leaving me with Niall.

"Was that really necessary?" I growl at him.

"I needed to prove to you that his intentions on just being friends aren't true." Niall squeezes my knee and I scoot a little farther away.

"You didn't have to embarrass him like that." I try to stay quiet so no one around hears our arguement.

"I don't give a fuck if I embarrassed him. He can grow some bullocks and get over it." Niall scuffs.

"But I do Niall. You don't have to be so rude to Harry." I try and scoot a little farther but Niall wraps his arm around my waist, pressing me against him.

"He needs to know that you are mine and I am not letting him get in between us like he is now." Niall's face is inches from mine.

He has a point. Knowing that Harry has feelings for me has always left a gap between Niall and I. I need to erase the thought of Harry from my mind.

"You know I am right." He throws me a grin. "I can see the gears turning in your mind." He nods to me.

"You have a point I guess." I shrug. I hate having to admit that he is right but right now I don't have a choice.

"Thank you." He places a small kiss on my lips. "Now eat. I want to get out of here soon." He removes his arm from my side and digs into his burger again.

I sigh taking a bite of my fries that a cold now. What a waste. I take a few more bites and push the plate away.

Niall eats the last bite of his burger and turns to me, "You aren't going to eat them?" He gives me a confused look.

"They are cold. And soggy." I nod.

"I can get you another plate."

"No, Niall. I am fine. Are you done? Can we leave?" I really just want to go home. My real home.

"Yeah. Of course love." He slides out of the booth and throws some money on the table. He holds his hand out for me. "You ready?"

I take his hand and he leads me out to my car. "I'll drive." He takes the keys from my hand and opens the passenger door for me. I sigh, getting in.

Niall jogs around the front and gets in the drivers side. "You okay?" He asks as he pulls away from the curb.

I nod, leaning against the window. I am not okay though. I am tried of staying at some stupid hotel. I am tried of fighting with Niall. I am just tried.

The music in the background fades as I slowly fall asleep.

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"Charlie." Niall's voice whispers in my ear but I keep my eyes closed. "We are home."

"Carry me." I say with a sleepy voice.

Niall doesn't say a word. He puts one arm under my knees and the another behind my back lifting me from my car. He kicks the door shut with his foot. I nuzzle myself into his hard chest as he makes his way into the hotel. I don't hear the sound of people moving a bout in the lobby but I ignore the thought. Niall makes his way up some stairs and I hear the rustle of keys as he unlocks the door.

"Where are we?" I ask barely awake.

"Home." Is all he says as he lays me on the bed. I don't question it. Niall pulls a blanket it over me and I wrap myself in it.

"Goodnight love." Niall kisses the top of my head and I slowly fall fully back to sleep.

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NIALL'S P.O.V.

I barely slept last night. I just watched as Charlie slept soundly in her new bed. I want her to stay like this. I am afraid of what she will do when she wakes up to her new surroundings. I am afraid that she might not stay, that she will be afraid and run, leaving me behind.

I am snapped from my thoughts when Charlie yawns awake, sitting up and smiling at me. She wipes the sleep from her eyes. "Good morning."

"Good morning love." I sit up in bed. She takes her hands away from her eyes and looks around the room.

"Where are we?" She looks at me confused.

CHARLIE'S P.O.V.

I have no clue where I am. I know that Niall is here and his face his as guilty as ever.

"Niall tell me where I am." I get up from the bed staring around the room. This place is beautiful. The walls are painted a light cream color and a large canopy bed sits in the middle with Niall staring at me. A wooden desk sits in the corner with my laptop in the middle. Two tall wooden dresser sit on either side of the bed.

"I was going to surprise you last night but you didn't want to wake up." He shrugs. "I bought a flat."

"Y-you-" I don't even finish. I leave the room to see that rest of it.

"Please don't leave!" I hear Niall fumble out of the bed and he runs out to the living room where I am.

I gawk at my surroundings. The back wall is a dark red brick with a fire place in the middle. The living room already has a cream color couch and recliner with a coffee table in the middle and a large TV in front of it all. I walk over to the kitchen with Niall at my heel. It is a pretty good size with much counter and cupboard space. There is an electric stove and a steel refrigerator.

"Niall why- I mean how- what did you do?" I try to put a sentence together. I have so many questions that need answers.

"I could tell you hated that hotel. Frankly, I did too. I have been looking for a place for a while and I finally found it." He gestures to the apartment.

"How did you afford this place?"

"Don't worry about money." He shakes his head."I was going to ask you at dinner last night before everything turned to shit." He looks at the ground. "Charlie will you move in with me?"