Falling FOR Grace. (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter Ten. Time For Fun.

Liam's POV 

Grace hasn't said anything all week. When we ask her a question, she either nods or shakes her head. I though Niall had talked to her. She was alone in her room, Daddy Direction to the rescue. 

I knocked on the door softly. "Grace? Can I come in?" I heard a sniffle in the corner of the room. 

"Huh? Yeah.." She replied. I walked over to her little spot in the corner and sat next to her. 

"We don't know what's wrong with you Grace, I- we're all scared. I'm not asking you bu-" She cut me off.

"I hurt Niall. I haven't talked to him since that day." I stopped her.

"That's because you won't communicate with us. You haven't said a word all week." I pushed.

"I know, I know..." She trailed off.

"Come out here with the rest of us and have some fun. The boys miss you." I confessed.

"Alright." She wiped her face and stood up. She turned around and gave me a hug.

"Thanks Liam." She whispered into my shoulder.

Grace's POV

After me and Liam's talk, I perked up. Like a bunch. I ate a lot. After that, I went to see what the boys were doing.

"Well look who's out of her cave!" Zayn shouted, followed my and "ow" Liam had hit him.

"Yeah! I'm ready for some fun! What are we gonna do?" I asked. They looked at me like I had three heads!

"Well, someone's peppy!" Harry shouted.

"Yes, yes I got it, curly!" I went up to him and messed up his curls.

"GAH! THE CURLS NOOOOOOOOO!" He jumped up and ran to the bathroom.

"Gee, he's worse than me!" Zayn confessed.  

We all burst out into laughter, then I felt a hand on my back. The boys walked into the kitchen while Niall stayed with me.

"What are you doing? Go get some food!" I exclaimed.

"Are you alright?" He asked. Oh how I missed that accent. 

"Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry about me, and go get food!" I pushed him into the kitchen. I stayed in the living room because I had already eaten. 

The boys came back out with huge plates of left over food and began to flip through the channels. 

"GAH THERE'S NOTHING ONNNN!" I complained. The boys just laughed and we all settled on some doctor show. Blood started spewing out of this guy and Harry nearly choked on his food. 

"OI OI OI! Turn it off!" He shouted, I quickly turned the channel. Harry was still choking, Zayn started hitting his back. I was on the floor laughing. 

"What you think this is funny?" Harry exclaimed, still coughing. 

"Mate! She hasn't laughed this hard in who knows how long! Just let her!" Louis shouted back.

I caught myself and stood up. I excused myself and went to the bathroom.

"BLOODY HELL!" I screamed. GAH. I hate being a girl. (if you know what I mean.)

I heard pushing, shoving, shuffling and screaming. 

"What's wrong?" 

"Everything alright?" 

"DO YOU NEED DR. CARROTS?!" Okay, that was obviously Louis. 

"I'm coming in!" Niall warned.

"NO NO! DON'T!" I yelled. 

"Wha-? OW!" That was definitely Harry...

"Guys, I'm fine. Just... Girl issues." I confessed. I felt my face heat up.

Again, I heard shuffling as the all ran back to the living room. 

I walked out of the bathroom awkwardly and sat on the couch next to Louis. 

I heard little trickles of rain, I grabbed my jacket and ran out the door.

I don't know how long I sat out there. I just let the rain hit my skin.

I sat in a bench outside the flat. I felt in my jacket pocket and my iPod was in there. I plugged my headphones and one of my favorite songs came on. "Pardon Me by He Is We"

Pardon me for my lack of excitement,

But I’m not entirely thrilled.

Stutter when I talk,

Flail around as I walk,

Yeah the moment’s been killed.

And I’m not good at this no, not all.

I’m not good at this.

I’m a wreck and I know it,

And I tend to show it every chance that I get.

Butterflies in the skies, they just fly on by.

Yeah they’re making me sick.

They don’t flutter about, I’d do without.

All they do is kick.

Mean it truly,

Sincere heart.

Why do you do this to me?

Tear me apart.

It’s my fault and I know it,

And I tend to blow it, no thanks to you.

Its like you sit and you watch me,

You poke and you taunt me, it’s all that you do.

And I’m not fighting that no, not at all.

Just want to be something, a name you call.

The lips you taste just to fall, madly in love.

Mean it truly,

Sincere heart.

Why do you do this to me?

Tear me apart.

I got my eyes set on you,

My heart is burning red.

All of my words come out wrong,

Run circles in my head.

You had me and I melted,

In the palm of your hand.

You know it yes I felt it,

You’ll never understand.

Mean it truly,

Sincere heart.

Why do you do this to me?

Tear me apart.

Mean it truly,

Sincere heart.

Why do you do this to me?

Tear me apart.

 I didn't realize what was going on around me. I was soaked, and cold. The song ended and I felt someone sit next to me. 

"Hey." Niall greeted. He had his Jack Wills jacket on, hands in his pockets.

As soaking wet as I was, I wrapped my arms around him. He hugged me back, I missed his embrace.

We didn't say a word. He let go, and I rested my head on his shoulder.

He stood up, which startled me.

He held out his hand. "Dance with me." He smiled.

I grabbed his hand, and soon enough, we were dancing in the rain.

He twirled me around one last time, then stopped. His eyes were staring into my soul.

He leaned in, and kissed me. I've been waiting for this. He stopped and I wrapped my arms around him. 

"I missed you." He whispered.

"I missed you too." A tear escaped my eye and I slammed my eyes shut.  

He picked me up bridal style, and spun me around. I was laughing all the while.

He grabbed my hand and we bursted through the front door of the flat. He picked me up and threw me on the couch.

"TICKLE WAR!" He shouted. All the boys ran over and tickled me. I was laughing so hard, I think I grew abs.

"Alright, ALRIGHT!" I laughed in between breaths. "You're gonna get it Irish boy!" I pointed at him.

Oh this day.