Getting You Back

Chapter Eight: Date Night

Chapter Eight: Date Night

        When I enter my home I feel myself relax instantly. The constant whispers and stares kept me on edge all day. It caused me to walk with my head down and my eyes focused on the floor as I walked through the hallways. The warmth of my home heats up my cold skin and allows me to relax.
"Hello? Niall?" My eyes scan around the house trying to find my favorite Irishman. After five minutes I walk up the stairs. As I get closer I see that my bedroom door is left wide open. I peak in to see Niall peacefully sleeping on my bed. I see purple circles painted on his pale skin from the constant traveling and always worrying about me. I don't have the heart to wake him from his sleep. I take a seat at my desk and I begin to work on my history notes, allowing Niall to have extra time to sleep. I put in my ear-buds and listen to Coldplay as I work. The magic of their music keep me concentrated on the papers in front of me. The sudden touch to my shoulder causes me to jump and my heart to race. I pull my ear-buds out then turn around. Niall is standing behind with a sleepy smile on his face.
"Jesus Ni, you scared me." He gets down on my level and rest his head on my shoulder. He looks at my  barely started notes over my shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I've been calling you for five minutes." His cheek brushes against mine as he bends down to look at the papers scattered across my desk.

"You almost done?" I nod my head even though I have barely started reading. "Good." He turns my chair around so he can look at me. "Will you go out to dinner with me tonight?" He looks down at his hands nervously.
"Yeah, we can go." I get up from my seat and head over to my closet. I open the doors and head inside. My white floors shine when I turn on the lights. I look at my clothes and I wonder what to wear. I go up to the second floor of my closet. In the winter section I pull out a leather skirt, with black leggings and a royal blue sweater with stars on it. I finish it off with Jeffery Campbell black heels. I look in the mirror and I stare at myself. Never once have I thought I had something to worry about. Now all my imperfections jump out at me and tell me everything that's wrong with me. I look away from the mirror before I see anything else. My mom says when it comes to love it will always work out no matter what trails you go through along the way. That you have to go through bad to get to the good.
"Halle?" I'm broken from my thoughts when I hear my name being called. I walk over to the top of the stairs. Staring up at me from the bottom of the stairs in black slacks and a white collard shirt is Niall. His eyes scan me up and down, taking in ever detail about me.

"You're perfect." He says with a smile. The blood rushes to my cheeks at his complement. He holds out his hand for me, asking me to go to him. I walk down the stairs and go to his side. My mom's voice come to mind, "Love is never easy but in the end when you're with the one you love it is worth it all." I leave the room with a bit of guilt building in my heart.

As Niall drives he has one hand on the wheel and he sings along with the radio. With each note he sings I feel myself relax more. Niall places his hands on top of him. That's when I realize I was wringing them restlessly.
"Hey, calm down, everything will be okay." I look at Niall's hands on top of mine. His skin feels so soft yet rough from playing the guitar. His thumb rubs small circles in my skin. Niall makes me feel..safe. Why couldn't I have fallen in love with Niall? Why couldn't I give my heart to him and know it would be safe from hurt and pain? You know why the voice in my head says. You fell for Harry because of the way you felt when his green eyes would focus on you, how your heart would flutter when he merely said your name, and how you felt like you were in heaven when you were in his arms. The voice in my head is the girl who once gave her heart to him. She's the girl I'm trying not to be. Weak with no back bone. Even though she is right it doesn't change the fact what Harry did. The car stops in front of an Italian restaurant. Before we can even step out flashes fill the car and blinds my vision. My door opens and Niall extends his hands out for me. Once my feet touch the ground questions get yelled at me.
"Halleiana. how do you feel about Harry now?"