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Chapter 6

ok, sorry, i had so much school work for bein out for two days!! EEkk yeah i know. but duh duh duh duh!!!! CHAPTER 6! 

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~~Niall’s POV~~

~The Next Day, Sydney’s Birthday~

 I was so glad to see that Jillian just got a wrap around her foot and a couple of bandages and some medicine yesterday from the hospital. They said it was very minor and she should be good in a couple days.

When we got home she was still limping and everything so, I helped her to bed and stayed with her to make sure she was going to be ok.

It was the next morning, Sydney’s 18th birthday, we were leaving to go to the U.K. in a few too.

I woke up with Jillian in my arms, snuggled up to my chest. I never wanted this moment to end. Yesterday she just looked so vulnerable, so small, helpless, that’s when I knew, I was in love with her. But could I tell her that, no. So it was my little secret, I hope.

I felt her shift a little and I looked down to her, “Hey.” She said, smiling. That smile. And even when she didn’t wear her glasses she was beautiful. Like, Zayn, his glasses are just an added accessory that when he needs them it just makes him stand out better, that’s how I look at Jillian. Anyway. “Hey.” I replied, kissing the top of her head. I saw her blush and I blew it off as if I hadn’t seen anything. Yesterday about the thing on twitter, I know she didn’t see what I saw that made me so mad, if she did, she might have been crying. I quickly grabbed my phone from her nightstand, only to realize it was 6:26 AM, I looked back down to Jillian, her breathing soothed, and even, she was asleep, either that, or faking it.

I opened up twitter and typed in the un-trending topic, #NiallandJillian. I found the one single picture out of all that I took a couple of days ago of me and Jillian making cupcakes for Sydney and Liam’s party we were having today. We both had batter everywhere and her glasses were smudged with chocolate batter, their favorite. I saw the caption, “Niall and his new princess? Don’t think so, sorry, but, Nialler, you can do so much better.” Another tear escaped my now clouded eyes, how can they say such things. I closed the page down and got into a new tweet, “Listen, everyone who keeps on harassing Jillian, she’s amazing and my princess, and no one can change that.” I hit send and immediately had retweets, favorites, and replies, none bad though, they were all telling me to stay strong and not listen to the haters, or Jillian was beautiful and no one could change that. I decided to go back to sleep and hopefully get rid of the oncoming headache that was forming because of this.

I woke up to Jillian stirring in my arms and she fluttered her eyes open. “You fell asleep again.” I said, poking her nose. She laughed and nodded lightly. “You wanna’ get up?” I asked. She nodded again, smiling and I got up, holding a hand out for her and lifting her up too. She tried to fix her hair that was strayed in every direction. “Here, let me help you.” I said, she blushed as she turned around, handing me a hairband. I put her hair up in a fairly high ponytail and tightened it, getting it out of her way.

“Thank you.” She said, using her hand to cover up a giggle about to escape her lips. I couldn’t help but laugh either and I leaned down so that I was eye level with her and kissed her forehead lightly.