Under The Bridges [N.H.]

Chapter 3

When those words left his mouth, I was speechless and frozen in place. I couldn't do anything about it. It brought back so many memories. Memories that I have spent years trying to forget.

And he just brought them all back in the blink of an eye. In the flash of the moment, my eyes turned purple and I felt myself having a flashback. I didn't even notice him walk towards me.

"Alice? Alice?" he asked me with a concerned look on his face.

"Oh. Yeah. Sorry." I replied snapping back into reality.

"You ready to go then?"

"Yeah. Ummmmmm, let's go"

We walked outside and then we settled into an awkward silence. As we continued walking, I realized we were headed to the park.

"Niall?" I questioned.

"Hm?"

"Why are we going to the park?"

"Oh, um, I don't know."

"Okayyyy..." I trailed off. Awkward silence settled around us once again.

"You coming?" Niall asked. I hadn't even realized that I had stopped walking and he was now several steps ahead.

"Yeah sorry."

We walked for a little while longer until we reached a swing-set.

"You wanna sit? Ladies first." He started off with a questioning tone but I know him well enough to know that even though it may have sounded like a question, it wasn't. So, I sat on the swing.

He was leaning against one of the poles that was holding the swing up. While I just awkwardly sat on the swing, slowly moving back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

There was no denying how handsome he looked tonight. There was no way around it. He just looked downright...hot. But of course I can't tell him that.

That would give him the illusion that I was still into him. Which I'm not denying, but that would be completely uncalled for. Especially after 3 years. I would sound so desperate.

"How have you been?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"How's life been? You doing okay?"

"What, um, what, do you mean?"

"Well I mean that when you left you were extremely flustered and left in such a hurry, I had thought that maybe something was wrong, or someone wasn't treating you right. Maybe...maybe I wasn't treating you right."

"It wasn't that. I just, I had to go." I said breathlessly.

"Why? Why did you just pack up and leave so suddenly?" he questioned. His tone growing louder and more aggravated.

"I can't tell you."

"Why? Why can't you tell me? Huh?" he was full on yelling by now and was very mad. No, I think the better word to use would be pissed.

"I just-" he interrupted me.

"You know what? Just forget I said anything. I was being stupid anyways. I'll just go." He said sounding defeated.

"Niall, wait." he turned back around. "Do you maybe want to come over to my place for a little bit?"

"Would that be okay?"

"Of course. If it wasn't I wouldn't have asked, now would I?"

"No, I guess not." he said with a very fake chuckle. I knew that there was still something on his mind and that it was bothering him deeply but there was nothing I could do about it. I wasn't with him anymore, so that was not my place to question him.

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And that's how we found ourselves walking in the opposite direction to my place. A small apartment in the big old city.

"I thought you said you wanted to live in the country?" he asked, snapping me out of my train of thought.

"I did. And I still do." I answered truthfully. I had always wanted to live in the country somewhere.

"I would have been able to give that to you..." I thought I heard him mumble.

"What?"

"Nothing." he answered sharply.

I could tell I wasn't going to get anything out of him right now.

"You seem very on edge." I told him.

"Well when you get your heart broken as badly as I did you're kind of always on edge." he said, instantly making me feel guilty.

I chose not to respond to his statement. As we made our way up to the fourth floor in the elevator, we were still silent.

As we made it to my apartment, I unlocked the door and we stepped inside.

"Nice place." he complimented me.

"Thanks. I've only had it for about 4 months now so it's not fully done-" he cut me off.

"I really loved you. You know?"

"What?"

"I really loved you. And I spent all those years in Ireland trying to convince myself that I didn't still love you. I tried so hard to forget about you. I tried so, so hard. I even tried to kill myself once because it hurt so bad." this time I interrupted him.

"What do you mean you tried to-"

"Shh. I'm not done yet." he started again while pacing across the room. "I tried so hard to get over you. But seeing you there tonight, I forgot everything I had ever told my self. I realized that I was wrong. I am still madly in love with you Alice Rose Carroll."

And before I could say or do anything, he captured my lips in a sweet kiss. Full of love, passion, trust, and most of all, forgiveness.

We continued this for a few minutes just standing in front of my doorway, before he reached behind him, locked it, and started leading me backwards to the couch.

I knew where this was going but I honestly didn't care. I landed with a soft thud on the couch. He took a moment to straddle my waist and then take off his black jacket and white shirt. He then leaned back down and kissed me again. This time it was more fiery though.

Tongues massaging tongues, limbs tangling with limbs. Before I knew it, my shirt was strewn somewhere across the room and we were basically dry humping. Grinding on one another, wanting the friction, but not wanting to take it to the next level.

"Lie to me Alice Rose" he said breathlessly.

"I love you."

"Lie to me again"

"I-I love you."

"Lie to me. Lie to me Alice Rose. Lie to me."

"I-I-I don't love you."

And with that, things just kept getting more and more intense. You can imagine where things went from there.

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Woo hoo! Another chapter! Who loves me? I DO! And that's all that matters. I'm sorry that this one isn't (nearly) as long as the last chapter but who gives a f*ck?!?!

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