An Angel Named Niall

Chapter 10

JULIETS POV

One moment I was feeling good to be with probably the sweetest guy I’ve ever met and the next, I felt like trash.

 I knew I shouldn’t have gotten up and walked away like that but I just couldn’t stand Niall seeing me like this. His friends watched me with close eye and confusion in their faces.

 Once I reached inside, Niall had reached me. He stood in front of me. “Juliet, are you okay?”

 I couldn’t let him see my tears. “I need to go. I’m sorry.”

 “No wait. Come with me.” He put his arm around me and we began walking towards his room. Complete silence but his comfort made me feel better. He made me feel safe.

 “Sit down,” he said as we entered his room.

 “Juliet, what’s wrong?” He sat right next to me. I had this cold chill and when he put his hand on mine, it all went away. He was so warm. I didn’t want to speak. I wanted to go back in time and not ever meet him. I was embarrassed.

 “Juliet, talk to me.” He demanded. His eyes were intensely examining my face. I tried hiding with my falling hair.

 “There’s nothing to say.” I spoke. I was still looking forward. Not minding him.

 “There’s nothing to say? So you got up for nothing?” he paused. “There is something there. What is it? You can tell me.” He paused again. “Trust me.”

 I slowly looked up at him with slight tears in my eyes. The way he looked at me made me want to run out of there even more. Was I really going to open up to Niall?

 “There’s just so much shit going on,” I mumbled as I brought my gaze forward. He happened to hear what I said. “What kind of shit?”

That was all I could’ve said. I knew if I were to open up I would cry. I didn’t want that happening. My life was just too much for Niall.

I gathered my composure and looked into Nialls eyes, “I’m not who you think I am. I don’t hang around with people like you. I don’t have thousands of people who care about me. I hardly have a family.”

He was full on confusion and despair.

 I got up and at near breakdown, I continued. “I don’t need this. We all don’t need this. Thank you for trying to help, but this is where it has to end. And please don’t come looking for me. Don’t call, don’t nothing.”

 And as I had planned, I left the room. I was crying by then. I couldn’t believe I had just told Niall to forget about me. It hurt a lot. And I had no clue why. I guess the thought of having someone like him around made me feel better but this was what was best for all.

I decided to take a stroll and clear my mind from things. I wasn’t feeling nauseous anymore, which made me feel kind of better. I got to grandma’s house before sunset. As I walked in, I heard my grandma talking to someone. I reached the kitchen and there she was with Matt.

“Juliet, Matt came to see you.”

“Hey Jules,” He said with that smirk on his.

“Don’t call me that. What is he doing here?!”

“Juliet, what did I tell you about being rude to our guests?!” I was so surprised to see how my grandma portrayed him. She thought he was this angel that only has bad intentions. I began getting that nauseating feeling and next thing, everything went black.