Someone Better {Niall Horan}

Chapter 24

I looked at everyone's faces...it. Was. Priceless. Clara looked up at me triumphantly and grabbed my hand, I looked down at our hands intertwined and smiled. She grabbed both my shoulders pushing me into a seat at the island.

Everyone else walked into the living room to watch tv which Zayn finally figured out how to use. I gave her a confused look and shejust ruffled my hair. She ran her fingers through her long brown hair walking over to the fridge. I sat there watching her intently wondering how she could be so calm when she must be breaking on the inside.

Six glasses and six plates were set out on the lower side of the island. Harry sat down in the seat next to me with a smug look on his face. Great, I rolled my eyes ignoring his look. He glanced at Clara and then back at me once she had gone over to the stove.

"So Clara," He wiggled his eyebrows. I shook my head thinking he was crazy. "How much fun did you really have? Because Niall looks pretty normal to me. So obviously nothing happened, which means," he continued standing up and walking over to her with his left arm behind his back and his right hand in the air like he was a waiter. "That you both lied and are hiding something from us."

She just smiled at him and then turned back to her food.

"Oh I see how it is, well then I'll just leave you two alone." He walked out to the living room yelling, "HEY DON'T START THAT WITHOUT ME."

I looked back at Clara and she still had her back to me. Her long brown hair was tangled and all over the place. It was cute how her hair was forming tons of tangled curls around her face giving her a more childish look.

She wasn't as happy but she was okay, she had a slight frown on her face and her eyes weren't sparkling. She was trying to be strong though I could tell, maybe I haven't seen her for a year but I still know her. I wonder what she has gone through in the past year. Did she have fun?

I couldn't stop thinking about her the entire year. I was secretly hoping that she would want to go with us, so I could be closer to her. I wanted to get to know her more, but now I have her again and I do not want to let her leave. I refuse to, I am going to keep her with me no matter what.

I couldn't tell what she was feeling right now. Was she in pain? Was she happy? Right now she seems a little bit of both. Happy because she's back with us again but in pain because her heart is breaking into little pieces. Pieces that I want to fix, I want to put every little piece back where it was and keep them there so she never has to go through pain like that again.

I hadn't realized I was staring until I felt a small hand on my back. I looked up and Clara was beside me. Everyone was sitting at the table with a plate with bacon, eggs, and hash browns in front of them. I took a sip of my orange juice walked over to the table digging in to the delicious food.

"Clara I have missed your cooking so so so so much. I can only handle cold pizza for so long." Liam said chowing down smiling.

"Harry can cook too ya know," she said nonchalantly.

"Hey! I have things to do, I can't just cook every night especially when we come home late from concerts and interviews and what not."

"Ohhh so that's my job now, to stay home and be a mommy to all you little boys?" She raised an eyebrow staring everyone down.

"Little? Psht, sweetheart we are all older than you," Louis said proud of himself for saying something.

"Oh really? So if I looked recorded all of you and we compared how you act to how I act, who will look older?"