Niall Horan; the famous pop band singer. The teenage heart throb. That's him. He's the one that makes the girls swoon and cry, especially when he gets kidnapped from Paris.

Why? Because he's famous. But don't count on him giving up. Maybe love can help him through this?


26. As Long as We're Togetther


Bella gazed at the door without seeing, her mind more focused on the thoughts whirling around her head. Her thinking stone was in her hands, worn smooth by the amount of times she had held it in previous years. She turned it over in her hands absently.

A tear slipped out of her eye, and fell to the floor.

Thud! Bella jumped, looking curiously at the tear on the floor. It couldn't of possibly made that noise. It was far too small and delicate and... Her mind wandered off again.

Thud! It was coming from the window. Tentatively Bella stood up and crept to the window sill, peering out. A stone flew at her from the darkness. 

Jumping back with a small cry, she tripped over and fell onto the floor.


There were two splinters in her hand. Bella examined them woefully, watching a droplet of blood form.

Thud! Bella's head whipped up to look at the window again. Someone was throwing rocks at her window! But who...

Scrambling up, she opened the window and leaned out, peering into the darkness. A blurry figure froze, it's arm drawn back halfway with another rock in it's hand.

"Hello?" Bella called softly. "Who's that?"

The figure put down the rock and slowly walked forward to stand the patch of light thrown by her window. It turned it's head up.

Light danced along the dirty blonde locks and the scratched face, coming to rest on the shining blue eyes that looked as if they had never seen other life before.

It was Niall. 

Bella stared at him, completely shocked. It wasn't possible. Her mind was playing tricks on her. She knew that hut inside and out. It was completely escape proof. There was no way Niall had managed to get out.

"Bella?" Niall's voice echoed in her ears. There was a new look in his eyes - an ashamed one. He dropped his head and stared at the floor. For some reason she wanted to go down there, tell him it was alright, give him a hug and kiss his cheek. But no, she couldn't let these feelings get in her way...

"How did you get out?" Bella's voice was icy cold. Niall sighed and looked up at her, regret all over his face.

"Look, I know you're angry at -" He began, but she cut him off.

"I'm not angry Niall, I'm hurt." And it was true. The sympathetic feelings had been replaced with a sharp sting of betrayal.

"I know." He took a deep breath. "Look, can I, explain? Please?"

Bella stared at him, her breath hitching.

"Okay." she agreed, her voice trembling.

Niall ran his hand through his hair and shifted his weight over to his other foot. Taking another breath, he began talking.

"I understand you're hurt. I understand that I'm a stupid, idiotic, brainless, moronic, blind, oblivious clog-head. But the reason that I listened to Jeff over you, was because lying always happens to me. Girls lie to me for my money, my fame, my looks and I can't be too sure if they love me or just what comes with me. When I saw you, it made sense that you didn't actually want me as a normal person, because..." He gestured at them. "Well, I mean look at you, and look at me. You are way too beautiful and amazing to choose someone like me, because I'm me." 

He paused, and looked up her. "Did that make any sense?"

"Yes." she whispered with a small smile.

"So... Bella?" he said.

"Yes?" she answered.

"I am so very sorry. Will you forgive me?" His eyes burned through hers with deep emotion. Her thoughts faltered for a second, gazing back. Then a huge smile full of relief and joy broke on her face. 

"Of course." She laughed softly, still aware of Jeff sleeping. "With a speech like that, who wouldn't?"

"Can you..." He hesitated. "Come down? Is it possible?"

Bella laughed again, and winked at him.

"I'll be stealthy," she promised.

Turning her back on the window, she crept as silent as a panther through the house, avoiding the creaky parts in the wood.

As soon as the front door closed behind her, Niall was running towards her. He swept her up in a huge hug, swinging her around and around, laughing. Bella buried her face in his shoulder.

"Shhh... She whispered."Jeff is still asleep!"

"Oops! Sorry!" he whispered back. They came to a standstill. A comfortable silence followed, Niall still wrapped around Bella, both of them reveling in the feeling of being together.

"So..." She said, breaking the silence. "How did you get out? And what happened to your face?"

"Well," He said stepping away from her, and showing her the cut on his hand. "I punched a window."

Bella felt the amazement on her face.

"But those windows are made of toughened glass! How?"

Some emotion crossed Niall's face, but then it was gone.

"Dunno." He shrugged. "Guess I'm just strong." He flexed his biceps,grinning. She shook her head wryly.

"And your face?" Bella asked again. He dismissed her question with a wave of his hand.

"Just some branches in the woods." His face grew serious. "Now I have a question for you." He put his hands on her shoulders.

"Run away from here with me?" He asked quietly, searching her face. Bella stood still.

"Away with you?" She murmured. "Away from Jeff?"

"Yes. We can have a life together."

"And the rest of your band and your crazy fans?" she whispered.

"They can deal with it." he said. She closed her eyes.

"You know he might come after me right? Jeff?" she whispered.

"I don't care." Niall whispered a bit roughly. "As long as we're together."

She opened her eyes and smiled.

"Yes, Niall. I'll run away with you."

And Niall took her into his arms, and kissed her.



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