Stay With Me

I'm watching TV as I hear a knock at the door. I get up to answer it, when I hear him scream. "It's me! Let me in!". I smile, realizing who it is. I let him in and say, "Hey Niall" as I go into his arms for a hug. We both head over to the couch and sit down."So, I need advice on something," he says. "What is it?," I say. "Well, I really like this girl.. And I wanna tell her. But I can't! Help me!," he says. I say, "Oh. Well, just tell her you like her. I don't know why she wouldn't like you. You're nice, funny, and fun to be around. Just, tell her how you feel," I say.He smiles and says, "Okay.. I'll try. Thanks." He walks toward the door and, as he's walking out the door, says, "Bye. I'll call you later." I sit on the couch alone."I wish I had a chance with him. I just wish," I think to myself as I lay down on the couch to sleep.

My phone rings and wakes me up one hour later. It's Niall. "Hello?," I say, my voice all groggy since I just woke up. "Hey! I have so much to tell you. I told that girl how I felt and we made plans to go out on Thursday!," he says. I can feel my heart breaking. "Oh? That's great," I say. "Are you okay? You sound sick," he say. "Yeah.. I guess," I reply. He pauses for a second and says, "Well, I'm coming over anyway. You sound sick." As soon as he said that I felt my heart race. "No, you don't ha-" I was cut off midsentence. "Yes, I'm coming over. You sound sick and I want to help," he says. "Okay," I reply. "I'll be over in about 15 minutes. See you soon. Bye," he said, then hung up. I was excited he was coming over, but not too excited to hear about how it went with that girl. Oh well. Atleast I was getting to be with him. That was enough to keep me happy.

I was lying down on the couch when Iheard a knock at the door. "Let me in, let me in!" I smiled. I felt my heart race as I walked toward the door. "Hey," I said. "Hey! Do you feel any better?," he asked. "Yeah, a little bit," I said. He smiledas he said, "Good. I've got a lot to tell you about Delilah." "Delilah?," I asked. "Yeah. That's the girl I was talking about," He answered. Any happiness I had left in an instant when he said that. "Oh? How did that go?," I asked. He smiled and walked over to the couch. I followed and we both sat down. "It was amazing. When I told her how I feel she said she felt the same way and has for a while. She's so beautiful. Her eyes are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. She's so nice. You have to meet her sometime!," he said. I could tell by the way he was acting that he meant everything he was saying. "Maybe," I said. he smiled and said, "I've got a picture of me and her on my phone. You wanna see it?," he asked me. "Sure," I said. He grabbed at his pocket and stood up. "What?," I asked. "I left my phone in the car. I'll be right back!," He said as he walked towards the door. When the door shut, I settled into the couch and sighed. "I have to tell him," I think to myself, "I have to tell him how I feel about him before him and this girl get serious. But how? I can't do it." I sit on the couch and thnk. Think about how is I tell him how I feel, I might mess up everything for him.

The door opens again and Niall walks back over to the couch, phone in hand. "Hey, I"m back! Wanna see that picture?," he asks me. "Uh, sure," I say. He shows me the picture and all I can think about is how pretty she is. No wonder Niall likes her. She's probably really nice, too. "Do you like her?," he asks me. "Yeah, she's gorgeous," I say. He smiles. "I know," he says. I just sit there and stare at the picture. Why can't that be me? Why? I can't stand to see him with anyone else, but he's so happy. What am I supposed to do? Just ruin everything by telling him how I feel? My thoughts are interrupted when Niall strats to talk again. "Hey, I'll be right back. I'm gonna go to the kitchen and fix us some popcorn," he says. He gets up and I decide now is the right time to decide on whether or not I'm going to tell him how I feel. Maybe i should take my own advice and just tell him how I feel. I just don;t want to ruin his happiness so I can be happy. I hear his footsteps ad he walks back to the living room and sits on the couch, next to me and sits the bowl of popcorn in between us. "Um, Niall, I need to tell you something..," I say. "What is it?," he asks. "Well, there's no easy way to say this, so I'm just gonna say it.. I like you. A lot," I say. He sits there and stares at me for what seems like forever and it kills me. "Oh. Uh, I wasn't expecting that. Well..," he finally says. "Just forget I said anything, please. I shouldn't have said anything," I said frantically. "No, no. It's fine. I um.. I'm gonna go back home and think about all this," he said. He got up and walked out the door. Why did I have to say anything? I've messed everything up! I should've just kept it to myself and let him be happy. But no. I just have to ruin everything. I get up and walk to my bedroom, hoping that when I wake up in the morning everything will be better. That even if Niall doesn't likeme back that we can still be friends. I fall asleep and just wish that I could take back what I said.

When I wake up the next day, I check my phone and I have atleast 3 texts from Niall. "Hey, call me when you get the chance!" said on text. Another said "I'm not mad at you, please call me!". The last one said " Please call me when you get the chance. I need to talk to you!!". As soon as I read all of the texts, I called him. "Hey! I need to talk to you! Can I come over?," he asks me. "Sure," I say. "Okay, I'll be there in a littl bit! Bye," He says and then hangs up. I get out of bed and search my closet for something to wear. I find a cute pair of shorts with a very cute t-shirt and a pair of flip flops. I go into the bathroom and put my hair up. By the time I'm finished I hear a knock at the door. "It's me!," I hear him and run to open the door. "Hey," I say. "Hey! Sit down. I need to talk to you," he says. I follow him to the couch and sit. "So, I was thinking about the whole situation last night. And I don't know what to do. You're my best friend, but I really like this girl. But the more I thought about, the more I came to realize that me and you.. We have a connection. Not because we're "made for each other" but because we've known each other longer. And I got to thinking, and what if I don't feel as comfortable around Delilah as I am with you? So, I called Delilah and asked her what she thought I should do. And she told me that if I was even thinking about choosing you, then she didn't want anything to do with me. That was a good enough sign to me that she wasn't for me. But you...," He said and just started to star at the floor, as like he was in deep thought. "Niall? What are you trying to say?," I asked. "I'm trying to say that you're perfect. She may be gorgeous, and nice, but you're perfect in every single way. And I wanted to tell you that I.. I like you, too," he said. My heart beat sped up and I couldn't talk. I got choked up and I couldn't say anything to him. Finally I said, "You.. You like me??" He laughed. "Yes! Will you be mine,babe?," he asked. Without hesitation, I said, "Yes, Niall!" He smiled and pulled me into his arms. "This is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I never thought in a million years that this would happen," I thought to myself. He let go and kissed my nose and moved down to my lips. "It doesn't get any better than this," I said. "I love you," he said. "I love you, too," I said.