Stubborn Love.

Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Niall POV

I had the most fun and seeing Kelsey and both Niall and Deb, it has made me thinking of my family back in Ireland. I have missed them but not as much since I guess have been too busy with my life in London. Now that I lie in bed, all by myself, no one to talk to, I can say that I'm home sick. It's strange not to know what's going on in Mullingar, even though I talk to my parents at least twice a week.

"Get over yourself." I scold myself loudly, before rolling to the other side of the bed. I should better recall my day with Kelsey.

Once we were sat in the car and Preston was driving us to Deb and Nate's hotel, Kelsey didn't hesitate a second before grabbing my hand and not letting go if it for the next 30 minutes. She didn't need to say anything, I could tell that she was happy by looking at her pretty face, a shy smile appearing here and there. I was happy, too, I still am. Only the good-bye was not that nice. I couldn't kiss her and I wish she would have come back to the house with me, but Deb wanted to go home since they still had to drive for a couple of hour. I understood.

I look at my phone, and all of a sudden I feel an urge to phone Kelsey and tell her that I had fun today. I mean it's not every day that you get to hang out with the family of the girl you like. And they are really nice. When we arrived at the hotel, and the car came to a hold in front of the entrance, both Deb and Nate were already standing there, the boy holding the woman's hand. After everything they have been to, it was nice to see that have found their way back into life.

As soon as the boy spotted Kelsey, he let go off the blonde woman's hand, coming running towards us.

"I missed you. You look tired." The little boy laughed and threw his arms around Kelsey's waist.

"Thank you. You happen to be good at giving compliments. Not." She winked at him and ruffled through his messy hair.

"I am. Look, I am just honest. You do look tired. You know you should go to bed earlier." He is so sassy, Nate. I still can't believe he is only five, or six?

"I will follow your advice. Maybe." Probably not. Kelsey likes to stay up late and when we're together we usually have better things to do then to sleep and by that I don't mean fighting, although we happen to fight a lot.

"You won't. You're lying. Anyway, leave my hair alone. I need to say hi to your friend."

Once Nate pushed himself away from Kelsey, he looked at me, furrowing his eyebrows together. I wondered if had done something wrong. I hadn't. "You're hair still looks yellow." He mumbled and made me throwing my head back in laughter. Not because of Nate's comment but more because of Kelsey. "Nate. I told you to stop with saying that Niall's hair is yellow when it's not. Seriously." I actually found it funny. Children are trustworthy, at least most of the times they do tell the truth. Maybe Lou will come over this week, giving us all a new look, including bleaching my hair a bit less yellow and more blonde.

"He is right, Kels. Sometimes it actually does. But hi Nate, it's good to see you." We pumped fists. "I'm not the high-five type. So hold out your fist." He told me. Unbelievable. So I did what I had been told.

"Good to see you, too. I hope you're treating my sister in a good way." I didn't expect that. If I wouldn't know his age, I would really think that he is older, like ten or so.

"Nate.." Kelsey barked, giving him a death glare. Well that little boy really is protective of his sister, which I approve. It's good to know that someone keeps an eye on her when I'm not there.

"Yes I think I am. You can trust me." I said and Nate nodded.

"Well then, I know everything I need to know. Can please now and go eat something? Oh and why is this tall man," he pointed at Preston, "standing there, looking at me?"