Under The Bridges [N.H.]

Chapter 2

   Now, before I get too far into my story of the present, you're going to have to know the story of how I got here...

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(A/N) I'm just going to continue the story without using italics for the rewind! Kk! Continue)

Running.

That's all that was going through my head.

Run. Run faster. Run as fast as you can.

Get away. Don't let him catch you.

You'll die if you let him catch you.

He'll torture you again. This time he won't let you go so easily.

It won't be as easy to escape.

Keep. Running.

Don't let him win this game!

Wait...you thought I was actually in danger? Ha! Nope! I'm just running from my best friend (aka my boyfriend) Niall. We're running through the forest right now, him chasing me. I know if he catches me, he'll tickle me to death!

Leaves and twigs, crunching under my feet, as I ruthlessly pound on them with my shoes. I'm so ticklish, I will be tortured if he catches me.

As I approach a large tree, wide and tall enough for me to hide behind, I instantly scrambled to get behind it. Looking around the left side of the base, I didn't see anything. I figured I had lost him.

Letting out a sigh of relief, that instantly turned into a full on scream as I felt two large hands wrap around my waist from behind. Followed by the charming laugh of a certain Irish boy, which sounded like music to my ears, and brought this warm fuzzy feeling to my heart.

"Did you miss me?" questioned a gruff voice in my ear.

 I chose to keep silent, testing his limits.

"Really? The silent treatment? Fine, be like that." and before I knew it I was thrown over his shoulder. I just lied there. Limp like a dead body as to not give him the satisfaction of getting me annoyed.

I was about to pound on his back before he suddenly stopped, dropping me to the ground but being careful as to make sure I was standing steadily on my feet. He placed his hands on my waist and gently turned me around to face what was most likely the most beautiful sunset I had ever seen in my life.

My hands went up to cover my mouth as his went around my hips. Holding me tightly, but still comfortably. Almost like he was afraid to let me go. Like if he let me go, I would leave and never come back.

"Niall, I love this. So much. Thank you." I said absolutely breathless.

"Anything for you princess" he assured me before placing a light peck on my left cheek. Resting his chin on my shoulder he started to sway while holding me.

"What are you doing babe?" I questioned him.

"Hm?"

"What are you doing? Why are you dancing? There's not even music." I said with a slight chuckle.

"But that's where you are wrong my love. Your voice is music to my ears. Your smile is art to my eyes. Your hand is a delicate flower that I am honored to hold. And your heart? That's something I can't even describe. Your heart is like a glass diamond. So amazingly good and sweet and kind, but you have to be careful. If you drop it, it'll break. And that is something I intend to never do. I swear to never break your heart. I swear to never let you fall. And if you start falling, don't be scared. Because I will be right behind you to catch you. I won't let you get hurt, but if I fuck up and you do get hurt, I'll still be there. I'll be there to hold you and help you until you are healed. And if you ever break, I can swear, no, I promise, that I will hold you so tightly that all of your broken pieces fit back together and then my love will be the glue that holds them together forever. Because I will love you forever. I will love you for eternity." as he finished his speech I was crying. When he got down on his knee, I started full on sobbing.