Niall.
It was niall.
I wiped my eyes and removed myself from his arms, making sure that it was really niall and i wasn't imagining him.
"What happened darlin?" He spoke, giving my hand a gentle squeeze. I felt the tears on the edge of my eyes again. As soon as they spilled i pulled him into a hug again. He rubbed circles into my back and kissed the side of my head, sitting down with me
"Niall I'm so confused and everything is falling apart," i whispered in between my cries.
I felt his hand stroke my hair and hug me tighter.
"What do you mean robin?" He asked, pulling me in front of him to face him.
"There's so much to explain but here is not the place," i sighed looking behind him at the girls glaring at me.
Niall turned around and looked at the girls, letting out a sigh as they glared.
"Niall we've been looking all over for you, and your here with her in a fucking alley ?" She hissed.
"Fuck off Hillary I'd rather be with her hen you anyways. And beside go find Tim I'm sure he'll give you what you want," niall spat, taking my hand and helping me up.
I focused on my shoes as niall walked me away. I was about to pass Hillary, but not without her bumping me with her shoulder, forcing me back into niall a bit more.
I said nothing as niall's grip on me tightened and his hand squeezed mine.
"You didn't have to do that you know, you could have gone back with your friends, you don't have to waste your time with me" i explained to him. He stopped and turned towards me.
I really am glad niall is here, but i knew he'd probably rather be with his friends. "Robin those aren't my friends, do you think that any of them would be there for me if i needed them? No. They only hang out with me because we are all popular, it's just because I'm part of their kind," he sighed, biting his lip.
"Robin none of them care about me like you or harry do, so with that being said please believe me when i say I'd much rather waste my time with you and be here for you when you need me, because you need someone right now, it pains me to see you cry, so let's get these tears away," he smiled, stroking my cheekbones free of tears. "And let's waste our time on each other," he laughed.
I half smiled and looked up at him and nodded my head. "Good now are you hungry ?" He asked.
I nodded my head again and fell into his side, as he smiled and placed his arm around me.
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"I just have to take a shower real quick is that alright?" I asked as he pulled up to harrys apartment. "Yeah of course take your time I'll wait," he smiled as we walked up the steps.
I smiled and opened the door. The apartment was empty so harry and zayn must be out. I closed the door behind niall and headed to zayns bedroom, pulling out some fresh clothes.
I pulled out some skinny jeans, a batman shirt, and my black vans, along with my undergarments.
"Uhh you can watch tv or setting I'll be out shortly," i said turning around to face niall who was sitting on zayns bed.
He nodded and stood to his feet, making his way to the living room.
I rushed into the bathroom and took the shortest shower of my life, i think i spent about four minutes in the shower actually. I dried myself, pulled on my undergarments and, applied my deodorant and mascara before getting dressed.
After getting dressed and fixing my hair, i cleaned up my mess and walked out, greeting niall on the couch.
"Ok I'm done you ready?" I asked, as he rose to his feet and gave me a smile, showing of his perfectly whitened smile.
"What?" I asked as he kept smiling.
"Nothing you look nice," he told me as he opened the door and waited for me to leave.
"Thank you, your not that bad yourself," i giggled punching him gently, playfully.
And with that we left, well i left and he followed behind me.
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"This may be weird but your hair smells good," he laughed as we walked along the sidewalks.
"It's just my shampoo," i laughed as he looked down at me.
"Well it's very good smelling shampoo, you know I've been thinking about growing my hair out so i can have long golden locks like yours," i burst out laughing as i imagined niall with long blonde hair. "What you don't think it's my style?" He asked, grabbing a piece of my hair and placing it up next to his head.
"No i think your hair looks fine as it is," i smiled, observing his blonde hair, with brown peeking out from his roots.
"Hmm," he smirked as we kept waking. I wanted so much to just hit him and never let him go, but that just isn't an option.
"Have you ever eaten here?" He asked as we stepped into a place called golden dragon.
"I think once, it's Chinese food right ?" I asked, looking up at him.
"Uh yeah i used to go here with me mum when she actually acknowledged my existence because she loved me and not because she needed me to be her perfect little son for business inquires," he scoffed, opening the door for me. I thanked him and stepped in with him following behind me closely.
As we waited to be seated i looked over niall's outfit, which looked quite nice on him. He was wearing black skinny jeans with a red shirt and a jean vest, and his high tops.
I looked down at mine and felt a little insecure all of a sudden by how nice niall looked.
"Uh table for two?" The waitress asked, raising a brow at us. "Uh yes ," niall spoke up, slipping his arm around me.
"Right this way sir," she smiled, grabbing two menus.
"What to drink?" She chirped.
"Uh a coke please," niall nodded as she looked over at me.
" dr.pepper ," i smiled as she scribbled it down and disappeared, leaving me with a smiling niall and a happy feeling in my heart.
I was happy to be spending time with niall, because he always had advice for me like zayn did, and it was just fun to be with him i guess.
"Well let's look at these menus and figure out what we want yeah?" He laughed, handing me mine.
"Yeah let's do that," i smiled and turned my attention to the menu.
I was more focused on niall who kept peeking up at me from his menu thinking i didn't see him, but i did, and i loved ever peek he took.
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a kiss on the wrist
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