Dating Niall Horan (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Thirty-Five

Author's Note:

Haven't updated in awhile. Here's a little chapter for you. Hope you enjoy. <33

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My heart races when Niall's words proccess through my mind. Talk? He's been gone for about two months now, practically avoiding me for weeks and now he wants to talk.

Crap.

"We need to talk."

"Uh, yeah, Ni, um, I'll just- wait a second." I say into the phone while I push the front door open. "Wh-what did you want to talk about?"

"Are you alone?" Niall's voice shakes.

"Yeah."

"What the hell are you doing over there, Jas?" Niall questions. "Just because I'm not there for you every second doesn't mean I don't care for you."

"Niall- wh-what are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Jasmine. I saw all those pictures of you with this guy. Holding hands and-" Niall tries to scold me, but I stop him.

"Wait, you think I'm cheating on you?"

"No-no, baby, of course not." Niall protests. I hear a long sigh on the line. "I called to remind you that whatever you're going through right now, I'll always be a phone call away. And that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not being the best boyfriend when you needed me the most."

Tears spill from my eyes as I try to stable my breathing. "I'm sorry too. Just please don't think that I've found someone else because I haven't. It's just that, all the pressure and stress is buidling up inside of me."

"You're not alone, Jas. You don't know how hard it is for me not to be there with you. I-I just don't know what to do or say to make all of this go away."

"Neither do I." I reply.

Silence.

"I gotta go. Rehearsals for tonights show." Niall's voice fill my ears. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Beep

Throwing my phone on my bed, I fall to the floor and cry into my hands. I can't tell if I'm happy that we're finally talking again, or if I'm ticked off at him for thinking that calling and saying how much he loves me fixes everything.

DANIEL LOVE (Jasmine's Father)'s POV

"I'm going to go grab a bite to eat. I'll be right back." I whisper to Fiona (Jasmine's Mother) as I stand up from my seat.

"Take care, hun." She whispers back and I plant a kiss on her forehead before heading out. Just as I step out of the room, I get a call from a number I did not recognize. I shrug my shoulders and tap Accept.

"Good afternoon, Daniel Love, speaking."

"Mr.Love!" A familiar, yet unfamiliar voice screams into the phone. I look back at the number, but still can't identify it.

"Uh, yes, this is him. Who is this?"

"Mr. Love! It's me, Niall. Niall Horan, Jasmin's boyfriend." Realization washes over me and I smile.

"Ah! Yes, Niall! How are you son? What can I do for you today? How's everyone and everything? Touring must be tiring, 'aint it." The smile doesn't leave my face as I walk down the hall towards the cafeteria.

"Um, there's actually something I want to talk to you about." Niall's voice stops mid-sentece. "About .. um .. Jasmine."

"Uh, yes, Is there a problem?" My voice comes out more shaky than I wanted it to be. I grab two sushi trays from the sushi bar for Fiona and I.

"No! Of course not sir, it's just that, well, I'm in love with your daughter." Niall continues and a small smile comes onto my face again.

"I am aware of that."

"And, well, that's why I called you this afternoon." Niall stops and takes a deep breath.

Silence.

"I was wondering if you would allow me to take your daughter's hand in marriage."