Unexpected // Niall Horan #Wattys2017

Chapter Twenty Eight

I ring the bell with shaking hands.

Niall notices this, and grabs my right hand.

Shortly, my mother opens the door.

I wrap my hands around her on the doorstep itself, while Niall stands there awkwardly. Mom notices this, and greets him.

"Now are you going to keep them standing on the doorstep the entire day? Call them in!"

"Oh yes, come in."

I hug my father too, and Niall shakes his hand.

Well this is awkward.

"Ma, I'll show Niall the house?

"Yes of course. I'll make coffee."

"Cool. Come on Ni." I say, not realising that my Dad was standing right there.

Shit.

I pull Niall inside and up the stairs. Our house was a duplex, and my room is on the upper floor.

I get to the study door and open it.

"This is the study. Although I always studied in my room. With music." I say, leading him to my room. I opened the door, got in, and realised that all posters were still up.

Oops?

"And this.....is....my room....."

"Nice decor." He smirks.

"Yeah fine. That is my favourite photo of you by the way." I say pointing to a specific poster.

"Oh really?" He asks staring at me.

I slowly walk over to him and whisper in his ear, "Oh yes."

"Trisha! Coffee is ready!" My Mom's voice shook us out of our trance.

"Coming!"

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"So. You mentioned on the phone that you had something to tell us?" Dad asks as we're finishing our coffee.

"Yeah....actually....."

"Bol? (Tell?)"

"Me and Niall......we are....." I start to stutter.

"We're engaged, sir."

Even though I realise, the gravity of the situation, I felt myself blushing slightly.

Both my parents raise their eyebrows in sync.

Creepy.

"And when...did this happen?" Dad asked. Well at least he didn't turn into a wolf and kill Niall like I imagined.

"A few weeks back. I wanted to tell you in person."

"I....well....since you have already decided....okay then." Mom said looking a little angry. Shit. I did not expect her to react like this.

"Ma, it's not-"

"I need to go make dinner." She says getting up and walking away.

"I'll....just..." I start getting up.

"Yeah. Please." Niall replies looking panicked.

I walk to the kitchen to see her fishing through the fridge.

"Ma, you-"

"Save it! You really have no respect for us. We ahould have never let you go there."

I was on the verge of tears by now.

"Mumma please." I say, as a frw tears escape my eyes.

In reply, she bursts out laughing.

Yes, she laughs.

"You-you really thought I-" She manages to say, still laughing.

"I'm joking, Trish. I'm very happy for both of you. I love you. And I hope you know what a big step this is."

"Ma! You freaking scared me! And yes I do know that. I love you too."

"Yup. Still got the accent."

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Niall's POV (After Trisha goes after her mother)

I sit there, rooted to my spot.

This should not have happened. I should have taken their permission first. I hate to see Trisha like this. She looked so heartbroken.

I sit there thinking, when I hear a sigh.

"Are you sure about this son?" Trisha's Dad asks me.

Even though he didn't mention it, I know what he's talking about.

"Yes, sir. I really, really love her. And I promise I'll keep her happy."

"I can see that."

"Huh?"

"I can see it. That you love her. It's on your eyes."

I nod.

"Oh, and call me Dad from now onwards." I start to grin, when we hear laughter, then shouting. We look at each other and then at the kitchen. We get up and run towards it.

We see Trisha and her mother hugging.

She looks so happy. I want to keep her that way. For the rest of my life.

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I cry because I will never have something like this😭