Saving Niall

Chapter TwentySix-Questions

It's been a few weeks since Shaw had his first hearing, and it's not going well.
They're giving him a month of freedom before they lock them up. The worst part, I'm even more alert of my surroundings than ever.  

I was sitting at the dinner table, reading a book I was supposed to criticize for work called Fifty Shades of Grey. 
It was horrifying, actually. My boss said it was the best book he's ever read, but not suited for children. 
I now obviously know why. 
"Okay! Getting your toes sucked wont turn you on!" I shouted in annoyance. 
There was a short screech. 
I yelped and jumped three feet up in my chair.
Holding my hand to my heart, I breathed and looked up, seeing Niall. 
"Sorry, that scared me!" I grinned, still holding my heart. 
Sorrow filled in Niall's eyes, knowing I might never be relaxed again. 
"It's fine, babe. Whats this?" He questioned, taking the book. 
"Ugh, just some disgusting book I have to read for work." I muttered. 
He flipped through a few pages and soon go interested. 
"This...is sexy." He mumbled. 
I rolled my eyes and snatched the book away. 
"If you read most of it, you'd get disgusted. I mean, who shags with an eighty year old?" I muttered, clearly annoyed. 
Niall scrunched his nose. 
"Ew, I can't get it out of me head." He shivered. 
I grinned and bent over the table to kiss the tip of his nose.

Niall and I were sitting on the balcony, watching London go bye.
"So, what do you think of Justin Bieber's new album?" He casually questioned, putting his arm around my shoulder. I began to play with his hand and smile. 
"I think it's the best of all his work." I confessed, kissing his palm.
"Well, good because we're going to his Believe concert." Niall announced, looking down at me,
My face lit up like a Christmas tree.
I was a huge Belieber and going to one of his concerts would be the best day ever!
"Are you serious? Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I grinned, getting up off my chair and jumping into his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him into a tight hug. 
"Ha! Anything for my Princess!" He chuckled, rubbing my back as I pulled away.
"When is it?" I questioned. "Erm, in two days I think?" He explained, twisting his lips and looking up at the sky.
"Thats fantastic!" I beamed.
Moments later, the telephone began to ring.
"Let me go get that." I murmured, getting off his lap and running into the house.
"Hello?" I questioned, swiping a strand of blonde hair out of my face.
"Aria, darling! Your father and I want you to have brunch with us tomorrow!" My mum announced.
I could feel the excitement in her voice. I smiled and nodded into the phone.
"Sure, I'd love to. Can I erm, bring my boyfriend?" I asked.
"Boyfriend? I'd like to meet this young man!" She chuckled.
I was surprised about how normal she was acting ever since I told her and dad about getting raped.
"Well, you're going to love him, he's a real cuddle bug." I confessed.
"Oh, thats lovely, stop by the house at around twelve?Oh, and your cousin Gavin will be joining us." She explained.
Gavin was my ten year old cousin that sometimes stayed at my parents house since his were going through a nasty divorce.
"Okay, love you." I hung up the phone.
"Ni?" I loudly asked, walking out to the balcony.
"What is it princess?" He questioned, getting up from his seat.
"Are you okay with going to my parents house for brunch?" I murmured, standing close, almost hugging.
He pulled me in by the waist and smiled. "I'd love to meet the people who gave you me." He grinned, pecking me lips.
I held his face to mine and smiled. "Great, be up by eleven." I giggled, stroking his cheek with my thumb.

We were sitting inside, watching Justin Bieber's movie to get pumped up for the concert. 
I was cuddled in between Niall as he stroked my long blonde hair with his fingers. 
"The way that Justin flips his hair gets me overwhelmed." I chorused as he flipped his hair. 
Niall squeezed his legs around me and began to tickle my neck. 
"Do I overwhelm you?" He teased. 
I bit my lip and nodded. "Every time I look at you, babe." I confessed, resting my head on his stomach and giving him the puppy eyes. 
"Awe, why do you look so innocent?" Niall cooed. 
"Because I'm the best thing that ever happened to you?" I joked. 
He grinned and playfully patted my cheek.
"Yes, yes you are and I could never ask for anything better!" 

Later that night, Niall was having a spaz attack, not knowing what to wear to brunch. 
"Ni, they'd love you even if you wore nothing!" I tried to calm him down as he paced from the closet to the mirror. 
He groaned and tossed a white button up shirt on the bed. 
"I'm sorry. I'm just so nervous." He confessed, lightly grabbing me by the wrists, dragging me into a hug. 
I smiled and sighed, nuzzling my face into his chest. 
"Are you sure they're going to love me?" He questioned. 
"Trust me, they are. I was just texting my mum about you and she absolutely adores you." 
He looked down at me and studied my eyes. 
"Seriously? They really like me?" He gasped, swiping a hair out of my face. 
I walked into the closet and began to scan his clothes. 
"How about I help you pick out some clothes?" I asked, biting my tongue to the side as I looked at shirts.
I felt Niall's strong arms slither their way around my waist, his head resting on my shoulder. I gasped, then soon realized it was Niall. 
"That would be just lovely."