You wake up around 8am the following morning surrounded by all the boys, except for Niall and Liam. They tell you that you passed out after having a fight with Niall and that Liam is talking to him at the moment.
Liam's P.O.V.
"Here mate, drink this." I had to make my grandmother's home remedy for hangovers for Niall since he was still too sick to talk about last night. After the medecine kicked in Niall started to wake up from the dead. "Niall do you remember anything from last night??" He looked at me his hair a fright and eyes stained red. "Yeah. I remember everything up to Lou fooling around with (Y/N) under the blanket. Everything else is a blur." "Well you yelled at (Y/N) in such a way that the poor girl was not only scared out of her bloody mind, but she also cried and got so worked up so fast that she fainted." I had to explain it all to the clueless lad and he groaned when he found out what he had said. "You know.. I wasn't totally wrong, Liam... If she really did feel anything for me she wouldn't have been fooling around with all of you. If the roles had been reversed I wouldn't have even considered doing those dares." I was in a complete rut because Niall was right, but (Y/N) really did have feelings for him. She just got caught up in the moment like the rest of us. "Look mate.. We all make mistakes and this was obviously one of her's. Just let this slip and maybe if you mess up pretty big one of these days she'll let it slide." Niall smiled and thanked me as he gave me a hug of appreciation. "Anytime mate." i said in reassurance.
Niall's P.O.V.
Liam helped me feel so much better I was really excited to make up with (Y/N). I rushed over to her room to make amends and when I flung her door open I see Louis pulling her in for a kiss.
They both turn around and see me in the doorway. They look as if they've seen a ghost. There were so many things I could've said or done, but in that moment all I felt was my heart shatter. I could feel myself about to cry and there was no way to stop it so I stormed out of the flat.
I heard (Y/N) desperatly yelling out my name and begging me to come back. It wasn't what it looked like. I would've liked to hear what bs she came up with, but tears were already streaming down my face, mostly because I hated having to ignore her while I heard her calling out to me in agony. I quickly go down the stais as I wipe the tears from my face. I start to think where a good hide out would be.
I finally decide to go hide out in a church about an hour away from the flat. I go inside and look around at big, beautiful sanctuary around me. I slowly walked down the aisle and sat in one of the middle rows of pughs. I looked around to make sure no one was there and once I was positive I was alone I placed my head between my knees, my hands on the back of my head, and began a good cry. I don't normally like to cry, but it felt good getting all the stress and tension out.
After about 10 or 15 minutes had passed I felt a hand gently lay on my shoulder and a soft, but deep voice ask me, "Are you okay, son?" I slightly lift my head up and see a priest knealed down next to me with concern in his eyes. "Oh sorry.!" i said springing up from the pugh, trying to wipe the tears from my face, but they kept raining from my eyes. "Am I not supposed to be here?" I was embarassed and wanted to get out of there. I felt like less of a man for letting another man see me cry.
"Of course not!" assured the priest. Everyone is always welcome in a house of God. Now please, sit. If you want someone to discuss your issue with I'm here and so is God, but if not, I'll leave you alone to grieve in private." I thought I wanted to be alone, but talking to a man of God sounded like the most comforting thing I could ask for. "Actually I'd really to hear your and God's opinion about something." "Well I can't speak for God.." said the priest with a smile "..but I can try my best to guide you in the path that He would want you to follow...I'm sorry. I never got your name?" "Oh sorry. Niall. Niall Horan." I extended my hand and gently shook his in respect. I then nodded and thanked him for his kindness.
We talked for hours about the situation. It took a lot longer than I meant for it to because I had to clean up the story so much. I wasn't gonna tell the R rated version to a man of God. That'd be like telling my grandparents all about it. Anyways, he told me that Jesus forgave the prostitute who wept at His Feet begging for forgiveness because she admitted her sins and asked for forgiveness. He said that if she admitted to her wrongdoings then to forgive her and give it another try. But if all she does is point fingers at Louis and the others or at me then to let her go. We said a prayer together and shook hands.
As I walked back to the flat I turned my phone on to see I had 50 text messages... 50?!?!?! They were mostly from Louis. All the boys, except Liam of course, were telling me that Louis was giving her tips on how to kiss me and what not. I was sure it was just a lie until I really thought about it. Louis is a romantic so he probably was just trying to help us start on the right foot. I was unsure until I was almost home.
I locked eyes with (Y/N) as she had a look of relief on her face. She ran towards me faster than a race horse. When she sprung into my arms and kissed me I knew there wasn't anything between her and Louis nor was there with any of the other lads. I've never been kissed like that. I felt so much love and passion in her kiss it was like the world had stopped and we were the only two alive. My ears fell deaf to the world around us.
When we finally pulled back from the kiss she begged for my forgiveness. She confessed to her sins and even thoroughly apologized for kissing Louis even though he was just teaching her how to kiss me. I laughed and told her it was all okay. I forgive her . I put her down and thought to myself for a moment.
"Hey! There's someone I want you to meet!!" She smiled and looked at me with a confused face. "C'mon!!" I grabbed her wrist and ran to the church. I pulled her inside and started calling for the priest. "father?? father??!" A lady came whipping around the corner with a scared look on her face. "What is going on in here??!!?!" She asked in a panic.
"Oh I'm terribly sorry! I didn't mean to startle you! I'm just looking for the priest I was speaking to ealier." "priest??" She asked looking really puzzled."Yes ma'am.. you know..?" I went on to give her a full discription of him. She was white as a ghost as she stared at me half frightened and half amazed. "We've never had a priest here who matches that description.." I became half frightened myself. "I mean.." started the woman, "I walked by the doors and saw you sitting in there talking, but I figured you were talking to yourself or to God."
I was in awe. I didn't know what to think. "But.. But look! He gave me this card before I left.!" I handed her a card he gave me with what I thought to be the church's information and what not. "Did you look to see what was written on this card...Niall...?" Okay this is getting freaky. "How do you know my name?!!" She handed me the card and said "Read it." I quickly took it from her hand and started reading it. It read "Stand firm in the faith, Niall. Trust and love God and He will show you the way -P" I thought I was gonna throw up. I spent my entire day speaking to a dead man.
When we had left the church and started home my fear turned into happiness. How many people can say they actually shook hands and spoke with an angel??! I couldn't stop laughing I was so happy. I got the girl of my dreams, on my way to make amends with my best friends, and I spent the whole day chillin with an angel.. Life is good.
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