Falling for you...

Ch.3

*NIALL*

I felt really bad for leaving.

She was in need for comfort at that time and I probably let her down. I had decided to go back to her. She needed someone.

I didn't bother to knock, even though it was rude. She needed me in that given time. I walked in.

"Elle?" I asked. 

No answer.

She was here, I saw her car here.

"Elle?"

I heard a noise coming from what I believed to be the kitchen.

I walked in to see Elle on the kitchen floor. I rushed over to her.

She looked up at me with tear stained eyes.

"Niall?" she asked, weakily.

"Yes love, i'm here. What are you doing on the floor?" I asked her, curiously.

"H-he c-c-called m-me. He i-is going t-to kill m-me!" She said in between sobs.

I pulled her into my arms.

"Who called?" I asked, concerned.

"My s-step father." She said.

"Why would he kill you?"

"Because he k-killed my m-mom and I sent him t-to prison. I'm going to die Niall!"

"No you won't love, because your coming to live with me so I can protect you. I can't let him find you." I stated.

"Niall, I barely even met you. I don't know if that's a good idea."

"And dying is?"

"I guess not." She mumbled.

"Okay then. You better start packing. Who knows where this guy is." I said.

She simply nodded, going upstars to pack.

About an hour later, she came downstairs with two large suitcases.

"I hope this isn't to much." She said.

"Not at all." I said. "Ready then?"

"Yes." She said.

I took her back to my flat. She explored a little bit before sitting down next to me on the couch in the living room.

"This place is big." she said.

"Ya, it is." I said.

"So tell me about yourself." She said.

"Well, i'm in One Direction, of course, and I tour with four of my best mates, Liam, Louis, Harry, and Zayn. I am from Mullingar originally. I have an older brother, Greg, who is married to my beautiful sister-in-law, and they have my amazing nephew, Theo." I said. "Tell me about you".

"Well, i'm originally from Dublin, I moved here when I turned 18. You already know about my mum and step-dad. My real dad died in a car  crash when I was nine. I have no siblings. I don't really have any family, come to think of it." She said.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I said.

"Yeah, me too." she said.

'Well, i'm off to bed, make yourself at home." I said.

'Okay, good night' She said.

"Good night, love."

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(A/N) 

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