Reality ruined my life

**Complete** They've been friends since they were tots. They've grown since they were younger, but there still the same kids at heart, that would do anything for their best friend. Falling in love is near impossible when its so hard to find people you can even trust with simple secrets when your famous.Trusting someone with your heart is a big deal.When every relationship you have, whether its platonic or more, is scrutinized and analysed by millions of people, can be very intimidating. Niall would do anything to protect Rachel and have her be happy even if that means he has to watch her date his band mate. Even if that means hiding his true feelings.


8. Chapter 7 ღ unwanted news on christmas

Chapter Word Count: 2,358   Overall Word Count:18,710

Rachel's P.O.V.

A shy smile made its way onto my face, as I pulled Niall into a tight hug. Burying my head in his neck, I could feel the vibrations of laughter fall form his lips. He pulled me in closer

“So you like it?” he whispered into my ear.

“I love it” I said quietly so only he could hear. I could feel tears prickling at my eyes. I bit the inside of my cheek trying to hold the tears in but let out an almost inaudible sniffle. Niall must of heard because he began to run his hands through my hair letting out a little calming “shh, It’s okay babe” I could hear shuffling around from behind me and Louis say quietly, “We’re all gonna go, gonna get some more sleep. Give you guys some space.” I could feel Niall nod his head and then heard the sound of everyone retreating from the room. The sound of the door clanging shut behind the last person echoed throughout the quiet room. The occasional sound of my sniffling was all that could be heard besides Niall’s “shhs”

Sniffling one last time I pulled away from Niall before scrubbing my face with my hands, to wipe away the silent tears that had slipped down my face. I took a few calming breaths before I slowly lowered my hands from my face. My hands were soon engulfed by Niall’s larger ones. I opened my eyes when Niall lightly squeezed my hands. I was met with the sight of two sparkling baby blues, and a small sweet smile.

“I just… I don’t know what to say” I said just above a whisper. My eyes searched his that were swimming with so much emotion.

“Then don’t say anything at all.” He whispered before leaning in and capturing my lips in his. My heart was racing so fast I was stunned at first. Almost as stiff as a board, my eyes wide with shock. Niall pulled away, opening his eyes to see my wide ones filled with shock. He quickly looked away from me with embarrassed and saddened eyes.

“I’m sorry” He mumbled, not making eye contact with me. “I shouldn’t have done that. I understand you don’t feel the same way. It’s okay I understand.” Niall’s stuttering quickly broke me out of my trance. Biting my lip from letting out the girlish squeal I so desperately want to let out. Niall keeps stuttering out apologies as I bring my hand to my tingling lips. Yehp, that kiss just happened. When I realize I still haven’t reassured Niall that I felt the same way, I quickly look up to see him bright red and a stuttering mess. He lets out one last apology, dripping with sadness, before standing up and making to run out of the room, trying to save as much dignity as he can. But just as he stands up, I quickly reach for his wrist, stopping him. His head snaps up, from where it was staring intently at the ground and his eyes land on my hand on his wrist before rising to meet my own sparkling ones. I quickly stand with my tight grip on his hand loosening just a little bit. Niall’s eyes silently search my face, watching my every movement.

I move closer to him then reach my hand up slowly to run it through his hair once before placing it lightly on his flushed cheek.

“Don’t be.” I say quietly. Niall’s eye brows furrow in confusion, before I lean up on my tiptoes. Niall’s breathe hitches when my lips land on his. Almost immediately Niall’s free arm wraps around my waist pulling me closer. Once I loosen my grip on his wrist, he twists his hand so he can lace our fingers together. We both smiled into the kiss before we slowly pulled apart. Kissing Niall… was like… coming home. I felt safe. It made me feel like what I needed right now. I needed someone to be able to take care of me. I didn’t feel like I needed to hide anything, or be insecure. I felt so loved. The butterflies that I had felt with Liam, that had gone away returned, but with so much more force. It felt like millions of them were erupting in my stomach.

 I leant my forehead against Niall’s keeping my eyes shut tight trying to calm my racing heart. Niall lightly pecked my lips one more time before unlacing our fingers to place his hand on my cheek. His thumb lightly rubbing back and forth, trying to coax me into opening my eyes.

“Hey.” He whispered, his breath hitting my face. I slowly peeked one eye open to see a blushing Niall biting his lip holding in a goofy grin I knew he was dying to let out. His goofy grin slipped out when I opened my other eye and my smile couldn’t seem to fall from my face.


“I really like you… like… I-I-I lov-“ Niall was cut off by the loud noise of my phone ringing in the other room.

“Niall, just ignore it. Finish what you were saying” I giggle smiling up at him, and soon enough my phone goes silent.

“Ok, umm… I guess… this is just really hard to say… it’s just I-I lo-“Niall was cut off once again by phone blaring loudly from the other room.

“Hold on one second I’ll go get it and put it on silent, ok?” I smile at him before disentangling myself from him to grab my phone.

“Yeah, Okay.” He mumbles with a nervous smile. I grab my phone from the other room, without looking at who called. When I walk back into the room I switch it on silent and set it down on the table, next to the robin blue tiffany’s and co. box. Niall was seated on the couch when I returned, his leg bouncing up and down, looking deep in thought.

“Ok babe, you were saying?” I say as I sit down, placing my legs in Niall’s lap once he looks over at me. He places a hand on my knee before pulling me in close and wrapping his other arm around my back, letting me rest my head on his shoulder.

“I was trying to say that I-I in lo-“I cut him off by grabbing my phone that had lit up 8 times since I silenced it. 7 missed calls from Dad my screen read. My Dad never calls this many times unless it’s an emergency because he knows how busy I am. He usually call’s once every once in a while to check up on me, and if I don’t answer he leaves a voicemail. There were also 3 missed calls from Maura, Niall’s mum, and 5 text messages from Greg. Frowning, I silently watched my phone light up once again. This time it lit up with Maura’s contact picture Mum #2 written above her picture, because that was her contact name in my phone. Niall slowly hit the answer button for me when he noticed it was his mum calling he took the phone out of my hand before hitting the speaker button.

“Hello? Mum?” Niall asked.

“Oh Niall, is Rachel there?” She asked sounding frantic.

“Yeah she’s right here mum, you’re on speaker. What’s wrong? Is everything alright?” he asked almost as an afterthought, his voice laced with confusion. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to think of why his mum could be in such a panic.

“Rachel?” Her voice cracked a little at the end. I immediately knew she had been crying recently and was about to start again in any moment. Something was wrong.

“Yeh mum? What’s wrong?” I said quietly my voice wavering a little, afraid of what she would say.

“It’s your mom.” My breath hitched as my mind started to race, and my eyes started prickling with tears. And she was sobbing now. Her voice became thicker as she tried to talk through her tears.

“Cancer… come home… not much time” Was all I picked up through her sobs before I dropped the phone in shock and let the tears roll down my face, blurring my vision.  A choked sob left my throat before I could fully process anything I was racing to the bathroom. With blurred vision I ran out of the living room and down the hall as fast as I could, stumbling over my feet as I went. I could barely hear Niall, but he was talking to his mum. Before I knew it I found the bathroom. I ripped the door open before racing to the toilet where I started dry heaving. My vision was so blurred now I couldn’t see anything. Within a few seconds Niall was at my side, moving my hair out of my face, and soothingly rubbing my back.

Once I had calmed down Niall wiped my face down with a wet face cloth. Washing away all the tears. He then gathered me in his arms. I clung to him like he was my last life line, all that I had left. He set me down on his bed before grabbing a duffle bag. He filled it with 4 pairs of his sweatpants, some boxers, a few tee shirts and a couple hoodies. His toiletries and a few other miscellaneous things. He then set one of my duffle bags on the bed next to his, before leaving the room. He came back with a few pairs of my leggings, tee shirts, some underwear and bras, and a few of the sweatshirts I had “borrowed” from him. I couldn’t even be embarrassed that Niall had gone through my underwear. I was so emotionally unstable right now I couldn’t think straight. He also had my toiletries, and my purse. He quickly stuffed everything into my duffle bag, before checking through my purse. He then stuffed his wallet, passport, and phone into my bag. He then set our bags on the ground of his messy room. There were clothes strewn everywhere from when he was picking random things to put in the duffle bag.

“What are you doing?” I hiccupped, silent tears running down my cheeks.

“I called the boys; they booked us the first tickets they could find back to Ireland. The car taking us to the airport will be here in 10 minutes. The boys will pack the rest of our stuff for us, and bring it back to our flats.” He said before making sure we had everything we needed. “If I forgot anything we needed the boys will ship it to us. I don’t know how long we’ll be there, but we’ll stay for however long you need, ok?” He said looking up at me, taking my hands into his and pecking me on the lips.

“Thank you so much” I choked out, more tears escaping me, at Niall doing all of this for me.

“I’d do anything for you Rache, you know that.” He said with a watery smile, and I could tell he was trying not to cry, and to be strong for me. He gathered our bags up, slinging them over his shoulder as the cab honked from outside. Niall slipped his red Supras on, while grabbing my white converse stuffing them into one of the duffle bags. He picked me up and carried me out of the house. The boys were outside, Louis talking to the cabbie, telling him where to go, and paying for the fair. Liam quickly took the bags off Niall’s shoulder so he wouldn’t drop anything, or me. Once the bags were gone Niall pulled me closer letting me cry into his shoulder. Liam put the bags in the trunk, slipping the plane tickets into my purse.

“The plane leaves in an hour so you guys might want to hurry.” Zayn said.

It was a blur of rushed goodbyes and hugs and “I’m sorry”s before we were actually in the cab and driving towards the airport. I was just exhausted; I guess that’s how you could put it. Before we knew it we were at the airport where security had already been informed of our arrival. When the cab pulled up, Niall stepped out first, letting me jump on his back so we could rush to our flight faster since I didn’t have shoes on. The cabbie had placed our bags on the curb and had pulled away. Niall grabbed my purse handing it to me, than someone took our luggage to be sent to the plane. We rushed through security and found our terminal with 5 minutes to spare. We were attracting a lot of attention. We must have been quite the sight. With Niall in his American flag onesie with me on his back in my Great Britain flag onesie. We gave our tickets to the lady in front of the entrance to our flight. She scanned our tickets.

“Have a nice flight.” She said, than we were boarding the plane and locating our first class seats. We quickly found them, and once we sat down Niall put the arm rest up pulling me into his side, pecking my forehead.

“Everything’s going to be okay.” He said quietly, intertwining our fingers as the seatbelt light flashed above us. I kept a firm grip on his hand during takeoff because I was still scared of flying. Once the seatbelt light turned off and we could turn electronics on Niall pulled his phone out of my bag, along with two pairs of headphones and a splitter. We pushed the ear buds in, letting the music take us to a different place. Sleep caught up with me because I was so exhausted.

“I love you Rache.” Niall whispered

I swear I heard Niall talking to me, but the music was distracting, and I couldn’t think properly with all the overwhelming worrying that was running through me. It could have just been my imagination. I just needed some sleep and Niall. That was all I needed. Sleep and Niall. My mom was going to be okay. She had to be. I just hope i'll wake up and this will have been a bad dream. A terribly sad bad dream.

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