Fight For Her || n.h

Chapter 25 - "I'm paranoid, sue me."

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Gif of Marcus.

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Previously in chapter 24:
Tears were building up in my eyes by now, and he grabbed my face between his palms.

"I hate seeing you like this. Fuck, it destroys me because I can't do anything about it, other than give you a hug or two. And I don't want us to be broken together. I don't want you to be broken at all. I want to make you feel so fucking happy that you forget every bit of sad in you."

A tear rolled down my cheek, but he was quick to wipe it away.

"I don't know what to do." I whispered, as more tears left my eyes.

He pulled me towards him, wrapping his arms tightly around me.

"Right now, you don't have to do anything. It's enough for me to know that you're still breathing."

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For a while, he just sat there with his arms around me, not saying anything. Eventually I told him I was tired and wanted to go home. He let go of me, allowing me to get up from the bench.

"I'll walk you home."

I couldn't even smile at him, no matter how hard I tried.

Once again, he knew me inside out. Three years ago, he was the first one to figure out I was depressed. He was the one who made me keep going. And now, three years later I have a relapse and he's the first one to know.

Not Marcus, not Zara, not Casper, not my family. Niall.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He asked as we walked through the park.

"I was afraid you wouldn't care."

"I'll always care about you. Don't ever think otherwise."

"Kind of hard not to." I mumbled.

He stopped walking, so I stopped too.

"Don't make me quote the book again."

"Well, I'm paranoid, sue me."

"I get that, Olivia, I really do. Ever since our winter formal when you told me you loved me for the first time, I've been paranoid and thought you were lying. Because who the hell would love someone like me? So I know all about paranoia."

"Good, then our feelings were mutual because I thought the exact same way. How do you think I felt that night? You didn't say it back."

He just stared at me for a moment.

"I was taken by surprise. Of course I loved you back, I was just scared to say it. I've never said those three words to someone before."

I slightly rolled my eyes and began walking again, but Niall didn't.

"What do you want me to say, Olivia? I'm trying to make you understand."

"Understand what?" I spat, glancing at him over my shoulder.

"That I fucking care about you!"

I stopped walking again, and turned around. He was still standing in his previous spot.

"You jump, I jump, remember? How many books and movies do I have to quote before you believe me?"

"I'll believe you when you use your own words."