What would you do if you were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time? Run? That's what Lucy and Nina did. Running led them to One Direction. Now, becoming best friends with the boys is easy. Lovers, amazing. But when names get to the press on a trip to Italy,  everybody better run because stories will be told and horrors will be relived when someone shows their SCARS.


9. Chapter 8

(Nina's POV)

"I will always be here to fix you." I said to Lucy as we finished our song. She returned my hug then looked at and looked behind me. I turned around to see Niall standing in the doorway. 

"I will be in Liam's room if you need to talk." Lucy whispered before slipping out of the door. I turned to Niall. He was leaning against the door frame. His bare chest shining from the sun through the window. 

"Hey." He said. 

"Hey." I replied. He walked over to me and wrapped me in a hug. I nuzzled my head into the his neck. He was warm and his skin was soft. He had his face buried in my hair. He was twirling a piece around his fingers and then he laughed. 

"What's so funny?" I asked. 

"Just yesterday, you were the girl being chased. I didn't even know you and now look at us. Your my close friend. I feel like I can tell you anything." He kissed my hair then walked to the window. He threw it open and inhaled the fresh air. 

"I'm hungry." He complained. I laughed.  

"Let me make you some food." I said. 

"No." He said. 

"What why?"

"You had a rough night. If anyone should be making food, it's me for you."

"I'm not hungry."

"You look tired." He whispered touching the bags under my eyes. 

"I kinda am." He grabbed me up bridal style and walked me back to his room. 

"Niall!" I cried. I wiggled but his grip was strong like iron. 

"Relax." He said. 

We walked past Liam's room. Lucy was sitting on the bed and he was laying down beside her. She was propped up against the head board smiling down at him. It was the one of the smiles I hadn't seen in a while. We continued past the room and walked into Niall's room. He plopped me down on the bed and pulled the messy blanket over me. I curled up and looked at him. He was about to walk away. 

"Hey." I called after him. He poked his head in the door and gave me a quizzical look. I patted the spot next to me but kept eye contact. He smiled and pulled the blanket back. He got in and pulled the blanket back up. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked at me. 

"Take a picture it will last longer." I teased. He quickly grabbed his phone and took a photo. 

"I was kidding!" I protested, grabbing for the phone.

"No no no." He clicked his tongue. I groaned and shoved my face into the pillow. He laughed and laid on his back. 

"Are you feeling better since last night?" He asked. Concern lined his voice. 

"Yeah. It was just a bad dream that I keep having over and over. Every time something happens I have that dream." I sighed and rolled over to look at him. 

"Thank you for staying with me. It just makes me feel better." 

"I understand." He replied quietly. Then we both drifted off to sleep. 

~~~Niall! I laughed. He was standing in the kitchen wearing boxers and long socks. He was dancing around signing What Makes You Beautiful. 

"Get down you weirdo!" I laughed. 

"Never!" He said in his deep man voice. He jumped off the counter and walked towards me. He places his hand on my cheek. He leaned in, looked me in the eyes, then kis-~~~

"Nina! Wake up!" Lucy shook me. 

"Ugh! Lucy! That was the best part of my dream!"

"Sorry." She said. 

"What's up?" I asked. I looked over and Niall wasn't there. 

"Where's Niall?" I asked. 

"That's why I woke you up! They are going to get some food." 

"Okay. I'm getting ready now." I quickly got dressed and did my hair. I grabbed my wallet and walked out the door.
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