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."


45. Chapter 45


**Jena’s POV**

                It was a beautiful day at the farm. Normally, February on Long Island was nothing but gloomy and miserable. But today it was on the warmer side, and there was not a cloud in the sky. Since I returned to the states from London I have just about spent all the time I could riding. Being in London made me forget about how much I loved doing it and it was something I could admit, I was very good at. I worked a few days a week for my dad in the office of his electric company filing papers and dealing with clients, the last 4 months I spent overseas had completely emptied out my bank account. Eventually I would try to find a real job, but for now this would do. I wouldn’t say I was happy, I was far from it. I missed my Leyla, and El, and the boys, but most of all Niall. We had not talked at all since I left, and it hurt me more and more each day knowing I lied to him. I had to remind myself everyday this was for the best, and that if it really was love, it would find a way. His career was important, more important than me. I did not want mistakes from my past popping up and ruining things for him because he was with me. Unfortunately when you are constantly in the spotlight, things like that never leave you, and they can kill your future in a second. 

                I was a little stressed knowing earlier this morning I had spilled my guts to Leyla about everything that had happened that caused me to leave so sudden. I could not keep it from her any longer when she over and over again questioned why I left. She would tell me how if she would have spent more time with me and less time working, or with Liam, that I would have stayed.   When I finally explained it to her, I told her everything. All about Abby, her threats, and how this could all hurt the people I cared about most. I could tell she was livid, and at one point I thought she hung up on me to go and hunt down Abby, but when I realized she was still there, I swore her to secrecy and I hoped she would not say anything.  Although something inside me was afraid that since her and Liam were pretty much a thing now, she would tell him. This would then cause him to tell Niall. I did not want that to happen. All I could hope was that she knew it could jeopardize all of their careers and that it should stay between me and her. I got home from the riding that night around 6 to an empty house. My dad and Linda had left a note saying they would be out in the Hamptons for the night with some friends. I did not usually mind being alone, but lately I was always alone. With Maria and Chelsea away at school and no other real friends besides the few from school in Maryland, I was bored a lot of the time. Later that night I had tried a few times to get in touch with Leyla. After 6 calls and several texts I had come to the conclusion she was probably just asleep, it was 6 hours later their then here after all. Before I knew it, it was 10 o’clock. I had already tucked myself into bed with a Nicolas Sparks novel hoping that reading would help me fall asleep faster. As planned, I had not even finished the first chapter when I closed my eyes and dozed off into a deep sleep.

                I woke up the next morning and it looked like it was raining outside. I could have guessed the beautiful weather I experienced yesterday would not last long. I jumped out of bed pulling on a pair of sweatpants and socks, knowing that the wood floors on a day like this felt colder than normal. As I opened my bedroom door to head over to the bathroom I heard some commotion downstairs and immediately got an inviting smell of bacon. I looked at the clock on my phone and realized it was already 11. My dad and Linda must have made it back early this morning and were cooking breakfast. I went into the bathroom and washed up quickly, hoping not to miss out on whatever they were cooking. As I rushed down the stairs and walked into the kitchen I stopped in place when I saw who was standing there. I was instantly taken over by butterflies flying throughout my entire body, and goose bumps from head to toe. It was Niall.  All he had to do was smile at me, and at that moment I could not control myself, from just about where I stood I leaped across the kitchen and into his arms, not planning to let go, ever. We stood there for a long time, wrapped in each other’s embrace, neither of us wanting to be the first to let go.  Finally I pulled away only enough so that I could see into his eyes, “What are you doing here? When did you get here? How did you get in?” The questions started pouring out of my mouth and he laughed before kissing me on the lips, nicely shutting me up. “I got in early this morning. A car dropped me off about 2 hours ago. I had to come Jena. Leyla told me, well, she told all of us everything. I had to come and get you.” I rolled my eyes after he said Leyla told him everything, I knew she could not keep a secret like that, but I would have to remember to thank her. Niall put his hand under my chin, tilting my face so he could see into my eyes, “Abby was fired, and Simon has an attorney looking into everything that happened. There was never any agreement, she was just trying to make as much money off of us as possible; she was threatened by you and the relationship you had with me. She was afraid it would ruin One Direction, therefore ruining her. With the help of some amazing friends, I was on the first plane out last night. I made sure to call your dad who left a key under the doormat for me so I could let myself in.” I could not believe everything he was telling me. Abby was a fraud, he flew all the way here the minute he found out; everything was going to be ok. I actually pinched myself to make sure I was not dreaming, which caused Niall to cackle. I missed his laugh, and I missed him, but here he was and I was not letting him go. I would never let anything ever come between us. He picked me up pulling me tight into his chest and kissing me on the neck, I felt his breath on my ear as he opened his mouth and whispered, “I love you. I always have and I always will. You belong with me and I belong with you.” With that I kissed him, with all of the passion and love anyone could ever put into a kiss. Showing him how much he really meant to me. I only leaned back one last time, only for a second just to say, “I love you.”

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