Enchanted N.H

Chapter 19

I shut the door to the bathroom with so much force that a woman in a red dress gives both me and Eleanor a disapproving look before she leaves.
"Are you alright? Should I go get Niall?", Eleanor asks concerned while holding on to my shaking body.
"No please, don't say anything to him he is having so much fun catching up with Louis", I swallow the tears that threaten to fall.
"You want to talk?", she softly speaks and gently wipes away the few stray tears that manged to escape my eyes.
"I would rather not, I just need to calm myself a little and then I am good to go back", I take a shaky breath and her eyes are filled with compassion and kindness.
Eleanor walks out first, trying to shield my body with hers and we quickly rush past the buffet.
My father isn't there anymore at least I don't see him and I let out a breath of relief when I finally sit back down next to Niall.
His hands immediately search for mine and he squeezes them gently, kissing me softly on the cheek.
"Are you alright babe, you were gone for quite a while?", he asks in a husky voice and I put on a smile trying to hide the feelings that are spinning like a tornado behind my eyes.
"We had a lot to gossip about", I chuckle and press a kiss to his cheek.
The rest of the night is wonderful, Niall is glowing while he is talking to Louis but takes his time to check if I am comfortable, Eleanor gives me a reassuring smile whenever she sees my own smile fade.
Seeing my father again after over ten years clearly affected me more than I thought.
"I hope I'll see you again soon", Eleanor hugs me when we stand in front of the matching black cars that will take us and our boyfriends home.
"And remember, just call me if you want to talk about anything".
I thankfully smile at her before I climb into the car to sit down next to Niall.
The night was exhausting and I curl up to his side, his arms tightly wrapped around me.
"I love you Vic and I can't stop looking at you", he mumbles and I give him a tired smile.
I doze a little until the car stops for good and signalises me that we arrived back at Nialls home.
"Shush just keep sleeping", Niall gently lifts me out of the car and I wrap my arms around his neck to stable myself.
He carries me safely through his house making sure I don't bump into something when we reach his bedroom he gently places me on the bed.
"Thank you", I whisper and he helps me out of my dress and into on of his soft shirts.
"Gotta take off my make up", I yawn and tiredly walk to the bathroom with Niall.
"I am so happy that I can kiss you in public all I want now", he grins and peppers kisses all over my face while I sit on the counter washing all the make up off.
"I am just happy that I have you", I croak out, the confusing and sad feelings I had bottled up from seeing my father again just flow out and the tears are falling from my face.
"What's wrong?? I knew you didn't feel well. Did someone say something? Did the fans post something bad?", Niall cups my face and desperately tries to wipe away the tears that I can't seem to stop.
I violently shake my head trying to speak and when I finally do I am only able to croak out a few words. "I saw my Dad"
Niall looks confused but he pulls me off the counter and leads me back to the bed, tucking me in before cradling me in his arms.
"Please talk to me, you never talk about your family and I can't stand to see you so upset knowing that I can't help you get happier", he speaks softly and I manage to calm down by just hearing the sound of his heartbeat.
"My father left me and my mother when I was about ten. He just walked out on us one day because he needed to find himself and he never came back. It was like he disappeared and my mother was heartbroken, she didn't care how I felt she was so wrapped up in her own thoughts how betrayed and lonely she felt. She went on a thousand dates all with the same type of man, self absorbed and wealthy and she got showered with presents always telling me if you can't use a man, he isn't worth it and I moved out as quickly and as far as I could and I prayed that I could just forget about both my mother and my father but apparently the universe doesn't want me to.
My mother tried calling me multiple times but I just ignore her but now that my father is here I am so scared that everything I have here is going to go to waste", I explain everything to him while Niall is patiently listening to my jumbled words.
"You can't run from your past Vic but let's talk tomorrow, you are exhausted and you need sleep", he kisses both of my heavy eyelids.
"And remember, I love you and whatever is coming I will not let your parents ruin our relationship, I promise", he soothingly whispers and lulls me into sleep.
When I wake up the next morning, Niall is already up and I hear the shower running. My eyes are still heavy and puffy from crying and I bite my lip in embarrassment that I broke down in front of Niall like that.
"God Vicky so overdramatic", I groan and throw my head back into the pillows.
"Mornin' babe", Niall walks out of the bathroom, water dripping down his chest and back, a towel loosely wrapped around his hips as he bends down to kiss me a drop of water falls onto my nose.
"Morning, sorry about last night", I mumble with a slight blush on my face.
"Nothing to be sorry for Vic, you were upset and I wanted you to talk to me", he smiles and pecks my lips again before he starts getting dressed.
I watch him from my position on the bed snuggled up in the blanket that smells so much like him.
"Stop staring it's rude", Niall laughs when he notices my eyes on him.
"Need to take it all in, you'll be gone soon and I can't look at you anymore", I sigh as a sudden wave of sadness overcomes me.
"You can take a picture it'll last longer", he jokes and joins me back in bed, his hair smells like vanilla and sandalwood and I bury my face into the crook of his neck.
"Also we can talk on the phone and Skype everyday", he whispers.
"That sounds great", I lift my head up and use a pillow to hold myself up a little better.
"You wanna talk about your family now?", he asks carefully like he is walking on ice with this subject.
"Not really but I kinda need to get it out of the way", I sigh while I play with my fingers.
Niall takes my hands in his bigger ones and kisses them lightly and I start talking.
"I don't want to see him again but at the same time I want him to know how much he hurt me and show him who I have become without him by my side.", I tell him honestly.
"I think you should go and talk to him it would give you closure", Niall suggests and I pull my hands back from his.
"I don't know and also I don't know how I am supposed to find him anyways, London is a big city", I throw my hands up in defeat.
"I'll ask my management to check who did the catering yesterday and it'll be easy to find your dad through his work", he says and I sigh.
"I don't want to meet him alone", I mumble under my breath and Niall shakes his head.
"And not too soon I need to think first",I add.
"I think you should get it off your chest, you seem worried and anxious", Niall interposes but I shake my head.
"No I really need to write down everything I want to say to him".
Niall seems fine with my decision and he shoves me off the bed and tells me to take a shower while he prepares our breakfast.
I can't imagine being with anyone else than Niall.