Unexpected (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

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Weeks past by, turning into months. My tears only got more intense. I got a text from Niall every now and then saying he was willing to wait until I wanted to talk. The tour ended yesterday and I guess, according to twitter, Niall ran off stage crying after the encore song of "Summer love". If I had known it was me he was crying about I could never live with myself.

I was seated on the couch alone, curled up in a ball watching a tv show. It was beginning of November now and freezing outside. I had worn everything in my wardrobe but Niall's sweater. I had it hanging neatly in my closet. Afraid to put it on and have my feelings and emotions go back to that night months ago. I still hated myself.

Sitting there watching tv I almost started to drift before I heard a knock at the door. I sat there confused until it came again. I wasn't expecting anyone to come over tonight. I stood up, slowly walking towards it.

I unlocked the top latch and then the bottom, nervous about who I could find on the other side. I took a breath before pulling it open.

I had never expected to be greeted by the person on the other side. I had to blink a few times because I thought it wasn't real.

Standing there looking back at me was none other than, Niall.

Within seconds I threw myself at him, wrapping my arms around his waist. Tears welling up in my eyes. "I thought I'd lost you forever," I said through tears. I felt so guilty. I had missed him so much. When he hugged me back all my feelings from that summer night in Toronto long ago came flooding back to me. It had been so long.

Niall backed up before looking me in the eyes, "I should've said it then. And I'm glad I'm saying it now rather than later. I like you Tim. Almost love but I don't think it's there yet. I wish I said it way back then. I have feelings for you I didn't wanna believe at first but they never went away. Ever since you told me to stop talking to you, I couldn't push you out. I tried to block you out like you initially wanted. And even if you don't have the same feelings as I do, I just wanted to be able to tell you that I like you, more than a friend. I know it was only one day but... you're special. There's something amazing about you that makes me not want to be without you."

In that moment I hugged him as hard as I could. I couldn't believe what he had just said to me. "I feel the exact same way Niall," I said. I couldn't fight through the tears flowing down my cheeks at that moment, so that was all I could say. We stood there on the porch hugging each other. I never wanted to let go, but eventually I did and invited him into my house. The cold air was getting to me, making chills run down my back. Luckily, my mom was with Brad tonight, she wasn't supposed to be home until tomorrow.

I stepped back, re opening the front door. I noticed Niall turn again and grab a suitcase before he turned and looked at me, I think I saw guilt in his eyes but I wasn't sure.

"Is it okay if I stay for a little while? I told my mum I found someone special so she's not expecting me home for a few weeks."

I didn't know what to say. Of course he could stay, but he told his mom? About me? Was Niall actually being honest right now? Because I truthfully couldn't tell. Stuff like this doesn't happen to me.

I smiled, holding my door open for him, "As long as you want Niall."

He walked in, dragging the suitcase behind him. It was huge. Then again he was living out of one for a few months. I wondered how much stuff he could fit in there.

I closed the door once he was in, before turning around and noticing him starring at me with a weak smile, "What?" I asked, confused. Was there something on my face?