Broken Trust

Chapter twenty-five

Chapter 25:

Jessica's pov:

"Babe, the scars were far out of our mind... Trust me," Niall says with a bit embarrassement. I find this the right time to tease him a little.

"Well, what were you guys focused on the whole time?"

"Well, um, you were naked and wet, and um, we were getting, um, growing in, uh," Niall stutters. Poor guy, I think I should just stop him here... Orrrrr I can have a little fun.

"I think I know what you mean," I say as I step towards him. I slowly take his hands and put them on my waist.

"Oh, um, yeah.. Uh," he stutters again, this time looking down at my breasts.

I step closer and go on my tip toes as much as I can, then I whisper in his ear, "We have a park waiting on us," and quickly walk out of his grip. I turn aound, smirking, to find him in complete shock.

Niall's pov:

She just bloody played me over.

Damn, she's good.

I quickly make my way down the hall and up the Jessica. She turns to me with laughter errupting the hallway. 

"Come on cutie, we have a park to get to," Jessica  says, taking my hand in her noncast hand. We walk out the lobby and down to the park together.

I sat on the bench, watching as Jessica swung herself high into the air. She looks so beautiful with her hair flowing around around her. The higher she swings, the bigger her smile gets.

"Niall!" I hear her yell.

I quickly stand up and walk towards her.

"Yes love?"

She comes to a hault and looks straight at me, her eyes burning into mine with happiness.

"You have beautiful eyes," she mutters.

"You do too babe," I whisper.

"Um, swing with me!" she says, like nothing just happened.

I walk to the open swing next to her and start to sit down, but a little girl comes up to me.

"OMG YOU'RE NIALL JAMES HORAN!!!" the little girl screams.

"Yes I am, what's your name litte girl?" I ask.

"I'm Abigail. I'm a huge fan! Can I get a picture with you?" Abigail asks excitedly.

"Of course," I saw. Her mom comes over with a camera as I pick the little girl up. She's about 7 or 8 so she's easy to pick up. Her mom snaps a few pictures. I look over and find Jessica looking at me nervously. Abigail must've seen that i was looking at her because she poked me. I lowered down to her level and she asks, "Who's that?" pointing to Jessica.

I smile at her and say, "That's my friend Jessica. She's living with us."

"She's really pretty. Can I talk to her?" Abigail asks.

"Yes, of course! Come with me,' I take her little hand and she walks with me over to Jessica, who has moved to the bench that I was sitting at before. She saw use walking over and her face became a bit nervous looking.

"Jessica, this is Abigail. She wanted to talk to you," I saw. I look down at the little girl. She lets go of my hand and runs up to Jessica.

Jessica's pov:

"You're very pretty," the little girl says.

"Thank you," I say.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Abigail asks, pointing to my casts.