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.

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15. Waiting For You

Lydia's P.O.V

 

That's it I'm leaving again! They can't keep treating me like a little kid! I'm almost 18! This is wrong! The hell with them! I'm leaving. I ran out the front door and down the street. I was hugging myself, the cold was really getting to me. It has been two weeks since I've last seen Niall or the guys, my heart felt empty. I found myself in a busy street and decided to hitchhike again. I kept my face buried in my hood and after an hour or so there was a screech from a car and it began to back up quickly. The side window rolled down and I saw a familiar face. "I've been looking every where for your ass! Where are you been girl?!" exclaimed Jon
"You know, home." I said
"Get your ass in here and give me a hug!" He said spreading his arms out to me. I got into the car and he squeezed me tightly and then sped away.
"No missy! Why the hell aren't I able to find you?!" he snapped
"I've been home."
"Let's talk about this over dinner." he said smiling at me
"Alright." I said and we arrived at a local restaurant, small but classy. We walked in a sat in the booth area near the back of the restaurant. "Now," he said putting his elbows on the table and resting his chin on his hands "about Niall." Just the sound of his name made my heart break slightly.
"What about him?" I said looking down at the menu.
"He's been looking for you."
"He shouldn't. I'm no good for him."
"That's bull shit."
"It's the truth!"
"Lydia, do you still love him?"
"Ummmm, yeah." I said shyly
"Well then there's something both of you have in common! You both love each other."
"But I'm only going to cause trouble! Jorg-"
"Suga I already told you I was going to take care of him! I don't understand why you would overreact to that."
"I'm just scared of what I could do to Niall's image."
"Please! Those guys don't give a rat's ass about that, they do what they want."
"But-"
"Shut up with yo butt's! You and Niall are a match and you're going back with me to see him! End of discussion."
"Alright." I said, there was no way out of this. We had a a small dinner of chicken and lemon ice tea. The waiter came back with the check and Jon took it and signed it before I could even take a look. We thanked the waiter and Jon began to get up when I tried to bring up a conversation.
"No, get up. We're leaving." He said seeing that I was trying to stall. Just thinking of going back to Niall's house made my stomach uneasy. As we reached the car I had thoughts about making a run for it but just being able to see Niall's smiling face once again pulled me closer to the car. We got in and I began to tense up at the sound of the car engine, I kept my hands on my knees digging my nails into them. We backed up and I checked the time it was exactly 10:08pm, it had gotten late. Jon turned out of the parking lot and we sped away to Niall's house. I was wearing my black UGG boots, Levi's, a blouse, and a cardigan; something presentable. I looked my face in the mirror and I saw that I wore no makeup. I looked hideous and gasped at the sight of my face. "Gotcha covered, check the glove compartment." said Jon. I opened and a small white box fell out labeled "Emergency Makeup" and I laughed at it, but it helped greatly. "What a wonderful thing that we have the same skin tone!" said Jon giggling. "You're like the best friend I've never had!" I exclaimed smiling. I only put foundation on and some mascara making it look natural but pretty. I placed the box back in and noticed that we were already parked. I turned to look at Jon and he looked at me and nodded. "We're here." He said and my stomach dropped. He got out of the car and stood in front of my door with his hands on his waist. He opened my side already impatient and tugged at my arm. I unbuckled my belt and slowly got out of the car locking my arm on Jon's. We walked up the the driveway to the front door and Jon pulled out his keys unlocking the door. "He's been waiting." He whispered as he pushed me inside and closed the door. I stood in the doorway for about a minute until I heard someone playing guitar upstairs and the adrenaline ran through my body. I slowly walked up the stairs and recognized the sound, he was playing Talk by Coldplay. As I walked to his door I saw him laying on his bed with headphones on his head and the guitar at his fingers. I stood in the hallway thinking what to do, he wouldn't hear me if I ran back down and out the door. I took a step back and froze, he began to sing. His voice echoed throughout the whole house and through my body making me shake. I don't know how many minutes or hours passed by while I stood there. Then he stopped suddenly and started snoring lightly and then loudly, he was tired. I decided to walk into his room and took off his headphones and guitar placing them in the corner. I pulled the blanket over him and kissed him on the lips softly. "I love you too." He mumbled and I held my breathe. He was talking in his sleep. "Come back, please come back." He said  and snored again louder. I kissed his forehead and whispered "I'm already here." His eyes flung open and he shook his head fiercely. I place my hand on his shoulder and he flinched quickly. "Oh, another dream." he said grabbing my hand and placing it on his cheek. "Lydia your hands are so soft. I missed you so much." He whispered puling me closer. "It's no dream." I said kicking off my boots and taking off my cardigan. "I'm here Niall, I'm here now. To be with you."
"Lydia?" he whispered
"It's really me." I said climbing into the bed
"No, it's just another dream. You left forever." I said pushing me away. I grabbed his hand and placed it on my chest. "You can feel how my heart races by seeing you." He moved his hand up my neck and to my cheek cupping it with his hand and rubbing it with his thumb. I placed my hand over his hand and a tear ran down my cheek. "Is it really you?" He asked running his hand through my hair. "Yes it's me." I said and brushed my lips over his. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him squeezing me tightly. "So I'm not dreaming again!" He exclaimed with happiness ringing in his voice, "Lydia you're back! I missed you so much. Don't leave because I love you!" He exclaimed and kissed my forehead. "I won't leave you, ever again." I replied and gave him an prolonged kiss. That one kiss turned to hundreds of kisses, all over my body. He took all of my clothes off slowly as if he was savoring every touch and moment. He ran his hands all over my body but never settling on one spot. His fingers trickled down my stomach and to that joyous spot burning me with every touch. My body craved his touch, I could handle it no longer and took the initiative pushing my hips closer to his crotch and grabbing his hand fingers from inside me. He kissed me roughly not holding back and put himself inside of me. I moaned loudly and a tear fell from my cheek, I've missed all of him so much.

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