Kaitilyn's POV
I wake up around nine to find that I'm in my bed but have no idea where Niall is. I decide to get ready for the day. After getting out of the shower and throwing on some acid washed jeans and a dark blue crop top I finally walk out to the living room.
I see Niall lounging on the couch flipping through the various sports channels. I chuckle and shake my head and walk into the kitchen. I'm not terribly hungry as usual so I settle on just putting water into a kettle on the stove. When the kettle goes off, Niall comes bounding into the kitchen.
" What have ye got to eat?" Niall asks.
" Well Mr.Horan you are more than welcome to make whatever you want" I giggle.
After groaning Niall rummages throughout the fridge and decides to make eggs. I pour the water from the kettle into a tan mug and add a teabag. Niall starts the eggs in the frying pan.
"Want some love?" he offers.
"No thanks." I shyly answer.
I just don't eat anymore really. Quickly I shake the thought from my head. Niall seems to notice something is bothering me.
"Everything alright, Kaitilyn?" he asks seeming genuinely concerned.
I furiously shake my head as tears start brimming in my eyes. Niall quickly finishes cooking his eggs and plates them and sit across from me and I duck my head. A single tear rolls down my cheek. I try to wipe it away before he notices but I clearly wasn't quick enough because he stops eating and puts down his fork and knife. I start to get up and walk out of the kitchen when he grabs my wrist stopping me in the living room.
He spins me to face him and wraps me into a hug.(A/N: I can't seriously be the only one who wants a Horan hug)
He walks me over to the couch and sits facing me with his arm draped over the back of the couch. I slowly sit cross- legged leaning against the arm of the couch opposite him. I somehow have managed to calm myself down some. I look up at him and he has a warm and inviting smile on his face. I look back down at my lap fiddling with my fingers.
"Would you like to tell me why you are so upset? You were fine last night and all of a sudden this morning you didn't want anything to eat and you started crying" he asks. I consider it. My parents always told me that you never tell strangers anything personal. I completely understand why but maybe telling someone who doesn't know me and won't accuse me of anything might help.
I suck in a deep breath and start, " It all started back in freshman year of high school...."
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A/N: Hey guys I hope you like it so far. I am really trying to be descriptive with it but I have so much planned for this story I can't contain myself haha. I am a little disappointed because I don't have as many reads as I had hoped but if you guys could help and recommend this story to your friends, I would be so happy. I don't think I will update until i get more reads, comments, likes, and/or votes. I don't know though, maybe if I get bored I will update, but yeah. I love you my giraffes. ( just like Niall my favorite animal is a giraffe) I hope to update soon!
~Kayla <3
