Falling for you...

Ch. 4

*NIALL*

I walked upstairs to get ready for bed.

I cannot believe that Elle has been through that much. Why had she been hurt like that? Not only had she lost BOTH parents, but hse also had an abusive-murdering-duchebag step-father as her only family. She litteraly had no one. But...me.

It felt good to be there for someone. I felt like she was there for me too.

After I got ready for bed, I went back downstairs to find Elle asleep on the couch. I carefully picked her up and took her upstairs to my bed. I decided it was what she needed. I carefully set her in my bed. I slipped next to her and pulled her next to me. 

She didn't wake up, but I felt like she was calmer now. She seemed very tense, which, who wouldn't be?

I stroked her hair. She turned over and pulled me into a hug. She was awake now. 

"You were stroking my hair?" She asked.

"Yea--uh--ya" I said nervously. ""You seemed tense, so I wanted to help".

"Well, thanks, can I just stay here tonight?" She asked. "I don't really feel like moving." 

"Of course, I'll just sleep downstairs." I said.

"No, you can stay here if you want, I actually enjoy your company." She said.

"Okay ten, I'll stay." I stated.

i heard a small chuckle escape from Elle's mouth?

"Something funny?" I asked in a serious tone.

"Not at all, Mr.Horan." She said, trying to hide her giggles.

"Okay then." I stated.

I got into bed next to her and pulled her close again. I gently stroked her hair.

"Hey Niall,?" Elle asked.

"Yea?" I asked back.

"I'm glad you came into my life." She stated, sleepily.

"Me too." I stated. "Me too." 

 Eventually, after Elle fell asleep, I had too.

I woke up in the morning, and she was gone.

I went downstairs to find Elle in the kitchen, cooking me breakfast!

"Wow, she cooks." I said to myself.

"What was that, Horan?" She said, looking at me.

"I said that this breakfast looks delicious." I said, smiling.

"Too bad I only made enough for me." She lied, smiling back.

"Okay, that's cruel." I said.

I got a plate of bacon and eggs and sat down.

After breakfast was over, Elle got a text.

She looked down at her phone, tears brimming her eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked, immediatly becoming concerned.

She slid her phone over to me. I read a text from an unknown number, which she had blocked. Impossible.

' Where did you go you little bitch? You can run, but you can't hide. I. Will. Kill. You.'

I stared down at the phone for a minuet, not knowing what to say.

"What are we gonna do?" She asked.

"I'm gonna keep you safe." I said.

"Okay, promise?" She aksed, sticking out her pinky.

I took my pinky and brought it to hers. "I promise." I said, knowing I would fufill my promise.

She smiled, and got up to do the dishes. 

"No need, I can do those tonight, when we get back from getting you some more clothes.

" I already have enough clothes." She argued.

"Three outfits is not clothes." I stated.

"Whatever, Nialler." She said, using my nickname.

I laughed and went upstairs to get ready for the day.

I came back and Elle was dressed, sitting on the couch, on her phone.

'"Ready, then?" I asked.

"Ready." She said.

"Lets go" I said, looking toward her and smiling. She looked truely beautiful, as always.

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