Not So Perfect After All. (Niall Horan Fan Fic (Non Famous))

Chapter 21

N.IALLS POV

I walked down the hallways of school after school. I had my backpack slung low on my back. I was wearing black skinnies, a white tank top, a ripped denim, sleeveless jacket and black and white Converse. I was walking towards where Darcy and the others would be.

I turned the corner and saw Darcy leaning against her locker with a study book in her hand.

''Hey baby'', I whispered as I pressed a kiss to her shoulder. She shivered under the touch of my lips. ''What you reading?'', I asked. I had only seen her back and, from what I could tell, she was wearing leggings and one of my shirts.

''Just studying for a test I have next week''. Darcy whispered as she lent back against my chest.

''What test?'', I asked, unaware of any tests.

''A business one'', she replied as she shut her book.

Darcy turned around to look at me. She had no make-up on. My favourite Darcy. Although, she had deep bags under and around her eyes. As my shirt was miles to big for her, you could see the skin of her collar bones. It was close. Darcy looked genuinely exhausted.

''How long have you been reading?'', I asked her. Darcy looked at me with guilty eyes.

''I finished last night at two and woke up at half six'', Darcy mumbled.

''Why?'', I asked.

''I need something other than netball, Ni'', Darcy huffed.

''But you're going to university with me'', I said.

''Yeah, on a full sport scholarship. Niall, I can't play netball forever. I might not even make a career out of it!'', she exclaimed.

''But...'', I tried.

''My ankles and knees will give in. My back will just... and I need other options! How am I supposed to have a family if I'm some cripple because I played netball for too long because I had no other option!?''. I just stared at her. ''Exactly. I can't'', tears were in her eyes.

''Can't you see what this is doing to you?'', I sighed.

''I NEED A FUTURE NIALL! I NEED TO BE ABLE TO DO SOMETHING OTHER THAN NETBALL!'', Darcy cried out.

''But you can focus on that later, though'', I tried.

''Don't you get it Niall. Without sports, I'm useless. I'm just some random human being walking around for no apparent reason'', she wailed. ''I'm just nothing, Niall''. I pulled her into my and wrapped my arms around her. ''I'm nothing'', she kept repeating.

''You're not nothing, baby. You're everything'', I murmured into her ear.

''I'm just some hormonal teenager who relies on sport to keep her walking on the frigging planet'', Darcy cried, soaking my shirt with tears.

''Rely on me then. Need me instead. My mum has gone back to Ireland for 2 or 3 months to be with my dad for a bit. Greg's with his wife and Theo, so he isn't at home either. Come stay with me for a bit. Come live with me and need me. You need to relax baby. You can't stress yourself out, you'll hurt yourself'', I told her as I rocked us.

''You want me to l-live you with you?'', she stuttered. I cupped her face with my hand and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

''Yes, I do'', I mumbled against her skin. ''I do'', I repeated. ''Come on, let's get out of this place and get you back to your house so you can pack'', I suggested.

''Yeah'', Darcy agreed and took my hand.

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I pulled up in front of Darcy's house.