Golden Heart n.s

35. No Good for You

What an iconic narry moment, like, Niall just looks so damn pleased with himself. I'm happy

NIALL

"Yeah? Well, you scare me." His words surprise me.

"Why?" I ask in barely a whisper.

"Because, isn't it scary how you, one single person, can mean more to me than anything in the entire world?"

My heart pounds loudly in my ears, my head in a buzz.

"Har-" I try to speak only to get cut short when he's suddenly cupping my cheeks in both his hands, tilting my head up to press our lips together all in one swift, gentle motion.

I exhale shakily through my nose, my entire body melting into his hold as I reach up to wrap my own arms around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair as we deepen the kiss.

I taste a very slight hint of tobacco and metal at the corner of his torn lip. But it's a perfect kiss nonetheless. A sweet, innocent kiss, but filled with so many emotions that have been bottled up the last few days, finally being poured out.

"I understand if you can't forgive me for what I've done." He whispers. "I mean, you know it for yourself how it feels to be used like that. But-"

"Harry." I cut him off gently. "I don't even have to forgive you on anything."

"But-"

"I know what you're gonna say, Harry. But everything you've done in the past, it wasn't your fault. I mean, it's still a little hard for me to accept it but what's done is done. I've come to the realisation that you were just doing what you were taught. I don't blame you, I blame the fuckhead Jed. The fact that you had the courage to stand up against him at that age and broke from them because you knew what you were doing was wrong, Harry, that means more to me."

He stays quiet, simply letting his eyes search all over my face, then releases a shaky sigh.

"Niall... I don't want you to get messed up with me.. I mean, I'm obviously not a good influence on you."

"Then why are you here?" I ask softly. "If you think you're not a good influence on me."

His breath catches in his throat slightly.

"I.. because as selfish as it is, I can't live without you." He whispers.

I release a soft sigh. "Harry, listen alright? Unless you've killed someone willingly, you're not a bad influence."

"Yeah, but... my life is in a mess at the moment." He breathes out, running a hand through his hair as his eyes go a little distant. "Niall.. you mean the entire world to me, but I don't want you getting tangled up in the mess I call my life."

My heart thrums against my ribs violently. "Well, then let me help you untangle everything."

He swallows thickly, his green eyes starting to get glossy.

"It's not that easy, Niall. I... there's lots of things going on at the moment with my father... some things I don't exactly know how to explain either."

I purse my lip slightly, wondering if it had anything to do with what him and Edward were talking about last night at the bar, but I refrained myself from asking.

"Harry, of course it's not easy if you're taking all the burden on your own two shoulders." I say instead. "Open up and let me help."

"Why do you bother?" He asks, barely over a whisper.