The Dark Side - A Niall Horan Fanfiction

Chapter 6

Night terrors.

I don’t remember them, but the boys sure do.

Apparently I’m drenched in sweat, screaming at the top of my lungs, sobbing, and shaking violently. No matter how hard they try, whether they squeeze me trying to show me I’m safe, or shake me as hard as humanly possible, they can’t wake me up.

My mind and body don’t want me to wake up from those horrible dreams that I don’t even know I’m having. Niall told me that I’m either screaming, ‘Please don’t kill me!’, or ‘Don’t hurt him!’, and we all know who I’m talking about in the last one.

I can’t imagine how much it scares them to wake up to me screaming my lungs out, but I seriously don’t know that I’m doing it. In my mind, I’m in a peaceful sleep.

Zayn told me that I stare right at him, but it’s like I’m looking straight through him. They all say it breaks their hearts to see how scared I am, when nothing is truly there.

To be honest, I’m kind of embarrassed about it, even though I can’t do anything to fix it. I feel bad that I wake them all up and even they can’t do anything to help me.

I slowly made my way down the steps and met five exhausted-looking boys.

“Did it seriously happen again?” I asked softly and they all gave me a small nod. That makes it the fourth time this week. “I’m so sorry.” I said and they all shook their heads. Niall stood up and wrapped me in his arms, lightly kissing the top of my head. I hugged his torso and just tried to figure out where all of these horrid dreams were coming from.

Yes, Niall and I are a couple now, but we aren’t out to the media yet. He was truly a sweetheart and even though it’s kind of awkward to be around Zayn when we are all couple-like, it is truly worth it.

“I hate seeing you so scared.” he whispered softly into my ear and I felt tear surface my eyes. Niall learned my breathing patterns when I cry, so when he realized what was happening, he grabbed our jackets and pulled me out the door.

I pulled my jacket on and took a deep breath, trying to calm all of my emotions down. Niall securely wrapped his arm around my waist and held me close to him, which I didn’t mind.

“Talk to me.” he said softly and I kissed him on the cheek before venting.

“I feel bad that I’m keeping you all up like that, and I don’t know what I can do to stop the nightmares.” 

“We all know you can’t help it, so there is no need to feel bad about it. And if it would help, you could go see a sleep doctor or something.” he suggested and I shrugged.

“You know how I said I can’t remember what the dreams are about?” I asked softly as he linked our fingers together.

“Yea.”

“Well, I can really remember one of them, very clearly.” I shuddered thinking about it and he stopped in his tracks. “I keep having it because it is of the day I lost my brother.” I whimpered and he gently kissed me before sitting us down on the curb. I rested my head on his shoulder and he rested his head on mine.

He wrapped his arm around my hips and pulled me so I was practically sitting on his lap. I connected my lips to his and he let out soft moan. I smiled and bit his bottom lip, pulling on it slightly.

Niall reached and pushed my neck, causing me to kiss him harder. His tounge entered my mouth and he used his hand that wasn’t holding my face to his to lift my thigh so I was straddled on his lap. I deepened the kiss by pushing him back so he was laying on the sidewalk, our lips practically glued together.

He held me by my butt and I rested my forehead on his. Our lips broke apart, but would occasionally brush each others as we caught our breath. I tangled my fingers in his hair and he pulled me into his arms. Our lips forcfully met once again and Niall’s fingers slid under my tshirt to gently hold my bare back.

We heard a little girl scream and I quickly sat up. The little girl and her grandma were staring at us as if we had two heads and I blushed, forgetting that we were in public. I carefully got off of him and pulled him up with me before running back towards my house.

I giggled as we ran through the frontdoor and Niall pulled me back for another kiss. He held my neck gently between his hands and deeply looked into my eyes.

“I will always be here to protect you.” he whispered as he brushed some loose hairs out of my eyes and I smiled up at him.

“I know.” I breathed before we just stood in the doorway holding each other.