With You - Niall Horan Love Story

"Although the pub was dim, I could clearly make out his beautiful blue eyes, and perfect long blonde hair that I just wanted to reach out and curl in between my fingers."


32. Chapter 32


It was a long awkward ride home. Not one of us spoke a word. I could see Niall in the back seat staring out the window. The anger still plastered on his face.  None of us, not one of us expected him to do something like that. John was knocked out instantly from his punch, causing no one else to get involved. My jaw dropped and my body was frozen until Harry took the lead and pulled me out of the house, Niall right behind us. If I had known that would have happened I would have tried to pull both Niall and Harry away from the situation. It was obvious the last comment John shouted at me made something finally explode in Niall’s head. He has never been the violent type, although I have only known him for a few months, this was pretty obvious. The boys were all extremely protective of him. He was a lover, not a fighter. 

            When we got back to the house I heard Niall call my name as I sprinted up the stairs to my room shutting the door behind me. I was not mad at him, I just needed to go to sleep and make this night go away as soon as possible. I grabbed a pair of Sophie shorts and a white tee out of my bag, threw them on and fell into bed. I had just closed my eyes when I heard the door slowly open. I was facing the opposite direction but I knew who it was. I heard the door shut and Niall walk over to the bed, lifting the covers crawling in next to me. He gently pulled me into him, my body forming into his like a glove. I loved how perfect we fit together. For a moment we just laid there, neither of us speaking a word. He brushed the hair away from my face and leaned his cheek on mine. “Are you alright?” he said with hurt in his voice, it twisted my insides. “I am fine. I just want to go to sleep and for this night to be over.” I felt tears starting to build up in my eyes when the events of the night flashed through my head all over again. “I am so sorry Jena. I don’t know what came over me. I just could not let him speak about you like that. It was probably better I let it out on him then Drew, even though I wanted so bad to hit him also.” I turned around to look at him, I could see in his face he was not sure what was about to come out of my mouth, “I am not mad at you, that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me, standing up for me like that. I am just mad that this happened in the first place. That I ran into Drew at the mall today, and then dragged you to that stupid party.” Before I could keep going he pushed his lips to mine, forcing me to stop talking and even forget about the situation for a moment. He wrapped his arms around me pulling me in tight, “it is not your fault. Shit happens, if you think for a second that we did not have fun you ridiculous. We will never forget tonight, whether you like it or not. Don’t kill him, but the first thing Harry did when you came upstairs was tell me how excited and pumped he was to start a brawl when he saw me punch John In the face.” I let out a little giggle making Niall put a smile on. “You did knock him out, with one punch. You are pretty strong muscles.” “I did didn’t I?” He said flexing his arm. “I was not going to let him get away with speaking like that to you.” I looked up at him, slowly losing focus; my body was longing for sleep. “I love you, so much” I whispered, my eyelids getting heavier by the second. The last thing I remember was feeling a light kiss on my forehead, and Niall’s last words before I drifted off into a deep sleep, “There are no words that can describe how much I love you.”

            The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. I looked at the clock and realized I must have been more exhausted last night then I thought, it was just around noon. Niall must have already gone downstairs, probably hours ago knowing he would not want to be caught in my room when my dad woke up. I walked downstairs and was surprised to see two unexpected guests eating pancakes with Niall and Harry at the kitchen table. “Miss us?” Louis said with a mouthful of pancakes.  “Surprise!” Zayn yelled throwing his hands in the air. I ran into the kitchen throwing my arms around Louis’s neck then doing the same to Zayn, “What are you guys doing here? Why are you guys not in the city?” Zayn spoke up, “Liam wanted to come but he flew back to London this morning to do something with his family. Since we had one last day before we headed back, we wanted to do something relaxing and get out of the city. Niall asked us yesterday if we wanted to join you guys on the excursion he had planned for today. Of course we could not turn down that invitation.” I sat down in the empty seat in between Niall and Louis. “I am so happy you guys are here! Wait what excursion?” I asked not exactly knowing what he was talking about. “You’ll see soon enough.” Niall said after giving me a kiss on the lips then helping Linda collect all the dishes. I was excited to spend the day with the boys. I had no idea what we were doing or where we were going but with them it was always a good time. “Alright, well I think it is time for you to get ready love! We are leaving soon and I am dying to hear about what happened last night. So it is probably better if you leave the room since I was informed you were not to happy about the events that took place.” I brought my plate to the sink and looked back at Louis rolling my eyes, “Fine, I will go get ready. I am sure you will all absolutely LOVE the story.” Harry jumped up stopping me before I could walk up the stairs, “Jena wait. I just wanted to say I was sorry for last night, if I would have kept my mouth shut and did not add my two sense it that probably wouldn’t have happened.” I laughed and jumped on him giving him a hug. “I am not mad at all, It was nice to see John Turned finally get what he deserved.” His eyes widened and a huge smile formed across his face. “Thanks for being a good friend haz, it makes me happy knowing you have my back.” He gave me a playful punch in the arm and walked back to the boys in the kitchen. I turned around and hurried up the stairs to go get ready. It was official; from here on out I could not imagine my life without these boys.


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