Sweet Disposition(Completed)

A young girl of 17, hitting 18, named Lydia usually flees from her troubles. One day while making a usual run she decides hitch hike on an unusual street where she is picked up by 3 amazingly good looking guys and goes home with them. She ends up going home with one guy, Niall Horan, and falls in love with him. That car ride changed her life forever.


12. Knives Hurt Less Than Goodbyes

Niall's P.O.V


I woke up the next morning watching her sleep in my arms quietly. I could feel her warm breath hit my chest every time she exhaled. She told me before we fell asleep what Jon had seen and why she left, I don't want anything like that even to happen to her. I began to think about trying to let go of her and cut her out of my life but that only made me pull her closer to me. I embraced her kissing the top of her head as tear rolled out of the corner of my eyes. I heard her sigh heavily and lightened my grip but still holding her as if I was going to protect her. I couldn't, and I knew that, but I sure as hell wanted to try. But it's not worth having her get hurt by me trying to protect her. Maybe saying goodbye is best. . .
I gently slid my arm from under her and collected my clothes heading downstairs. I walked to the top of the stairs and held onto the rail. Just the thought of leaving her made me weak, it made my knees tremble. I made my way down and sat on the couch burring my face into my hands. Just then my phone rang. It was Harry.
"Hello mate" I said
"Niall where did you go last night?" he asked
"I had an emergency and had to leave."
"Is everything all right? Where's Lydia?"
"No." I said trying to hold back the fact that I felt like I was choking
"Niall what's wrong?" His voice changed to a worried tone
"Jon had a vision."
"What was it?" he asked and paused, "Niall, where is she?"
"She's upstairs."
"Harry, I only want to protect her."
"Where's this going?"
"Her being with me isn't right. She'll get hurt and I don't want that!" I said almost screaming
"Please just explain this from the start Niall!"
"Well Jon had a vision..."


Lydia's P.O.V


I woke feeling as if last night would be the last time we'd ever make love. He caressed me so passionately last night, and right now I feel as if he meant it to be the last. And he has a reason, I don't belong in his world. I'll only cause him problems and troubles. Caring for him as much as I do at this moment I think it would be best if I left. He deserves better anyways. I sat up on the bed and collect my old clothes putting them on and then fixing the bed. I laid the outfit I wore yesterday on the side of the bed and made my way out of the room. I crept down the stairs and saw him sitting on the couch on his phone. He's talking about yesterday? To who? "Harry, do you get it now?" he said, "We can't be together..." Hearing those words plunged into my heart like a knife. "Yes, Harry. I do love her." He said. When he said those words they broke me. Niall I love you too. Tears began dripping from my eyes and I buried my face into my hands pressing myself against the wall. I slid myself down with the wall as something to hold on to. I sat down the stairs and crossed my arms on top of my knees resting my forehead on my forearm. I don't want to leave you Niall. I love you. I want to stay here with you for as long as I can! I love you. "Harry I don't know what to do. I want to keep her with me in my arms where no one can touch her!" he paused, "I know I can't, but it never hurts to try!" he paused again, "I can't do it Harry. I just can't." I held my mouth trying to hold in the sounds of my sobs. "I understand." Then he hung up. I could hear him sniffling. I looked from the stairs and saw him with his face in a pillow and his shoulders shaking. I couldn't take seeing him like this anymore. I stood up and made my way downstairs. I got close to him placing my hand on his shoulder. He flinched and looked up at me with tear filled eyes and a face full of pain. I leaned closer to his face kissing his cheek lightly. "I understand," I whispered in his ear, "it's not right for us to be together." Tears kept running down my cheeks and I whispered the words "I love you" and ran out the front door before he could say anything.

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