Over Again

Hilary always put people before herself, and did everything for everyone else. She is never good enough for her parents and they won't let her grow up. Along the way, she's gotten hurt so many times that she's built up walls and doesn't let anyone in. When she finally takes a stand against her parents, she runs into a boy who wants to tear down the walls and get closer to Hilary. Will she let him? What will become of the two?


5. Walls


She pushed me away- not hard or anything but why? I looked as she wiped her face and turned to the dryer once more.

“Why do you always do that?” I asked.

“Do what?” She asked without turning around.

“Every time I offer help or try to be nice, it seems like you’re pushing me away.” I told her straight up. I wasn’t going to fuck around.

She turned around and faced me. “I don’t know. It’s a habit I guess. Every time I let someone get close to me or help me, I end up hurt. And I’ve learned that by not letting people in, I can’t get hurt.”

“You can’t just do that. Not everyone is the same.” I shot.

“It’s not your fucking problem, Niall. I can do what I want and so far, it’s been working for me!” She yelled. I could tell I hit a soft spot. I could see her eyes start to water once again and she looked at the ground. I don’t know what made it happen, but I wanted her to let me in so bad. I wanted her to be able to trust me.


The water works were at it once again. I was so embarrassed. Niall probably thought I was a cry baby. I couldn’t look him in the eye so the only place I knew to look was down. I felt a hand lift up my chin and saw Niall standing right in front of me. His face so close to mine. His blue eyes looked into my soul and he took my wrists. “Please don’t shut me out. Let me in? I want to know your story. I want to know you. Trust me?” he whispered. I couldn’t find any words but my eyes shifted to each of his. He leaned his face closer to mine. “Please?” I nodded. I wanted to let him in. He seemed so genuine and caring. He leaned closer and I closed my eyes, feeling his warm, soft lips on mine. It was a gentle kiss. But in that kiss, I could feel all my walls being broken down. They weren’t existent anymore. They crumbled to the ground and for once, I could feel myself start to emotionally let someone in. There was something about Niall that I just couldn’t put my finger on. But whatever it was, I needed it.


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