Please, just don't leave

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Niall was watching some more T.V. and eating more of my food...I sighed, so he really knows I love him now? Now he probably hates me and doesn't want to hurt me more than I already am...I looked down at the scars on my arm and then covered them back up with the sweater that I threw back on.

I smiled at Niall as he looked so interested in these stupid cartoons..."What's this one called?" I walked over and plopped down next to him, "Adventure Time." He smiled at me then looked back towards the mind rotting cartoon...I rolled my eyes...Niall had his arms out in front of him...

I can't believe I didn't notice this before...the scars, "Niall?" He turned to me, "Wh-What are those?" I pointed to his wrist...his smile dropped and he chewed on his bottom lip..."Why?" I asked, tears started to fall from him, "I have nobody, my parents died and my brother moved, I don't have friends...I have no one, nobody but you..." He looked me in the eyes as he said the last part, "I'm always going to be here." I hugged him, he hugged me back, "Well, since we are show and telling..." I pulled my arms out, scars reached down to my elbows, he caressed my arm in his hands.

"Why?" He looked at me, "My parents are never home, they don't care about me, nobody cares...I never had any friends and still don't. You are the only person I know who cares...do you know what it's like to get bullied for being yourself, for being something you can't change? For doing what you believe in? it sucks...it was my only escape from all of it, the bullies get to me, I've tried ignoring them, but it's finally to the pount where that's no longer an option because I'm starting to believe them...when they call me fat, ugly, stupid, faggot, worthless, unloved...I start to believe it..." Nialls eyes had more tears in them than before, I hadn't even noticed that tears had been falling from my eyes until tears dripped onto my skin.

"But you're none of those thigs. You're the exact opposits of what they say...you ARE funny, you ARE smart, you ARE worth being here, you ARE loved, you ARE cute, you ARE skinny...I love you..." Niall whispered the last part..."I love you too..." I whispered just as softly, I lifted Nialls chin with my hand so he was looking up at me, his lips quivered, his eyes were shiny with tears, I wiped my thumb under his eyes..."You don't need to cry." I said, continuing to wipe his eyes with my thumb.

The tears stopped, and Niall made one swift movement and wrapped me up in his embrace..."Thank you." He said, I place my hands on top of his back, "No problem." I said, he pulled back..."Can I stay another night?" He asked, "You can stay as long as you want, I mean my parents won't be home until next month...they have work..." I shrugged, he gave a sympathetic smile. "Let's watch some more T.V." I turned his attention back to the screen and he instantly became interested, I chuckled and went back to my notebook.

Can't promise that things won't be broken

but I swear that I will never leave.

I finally figured it out.

I figured out that I do love him.

I was just scared to admit it

to myself, I only have myself to blame.

I shut my book and looked at the time, 4:45p.m. Not as late as I wanted it to be...I layed down next to Niall, my arms out in front of me and my face down into the matress, I felt something graze over my hand then grab it...I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through my body when I looked up into Nialls blue orbs...he gave a crooked smile...an adorable crooked smile to be exact.

He turned back to the television, our hands still intertwined with each others...his hand was soft and larger than mine, it seemed right...it felt like our hands were puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly...I watched as his facial expressions changed with the cartoon.