Afraid of Falling - Niall Horan Fanfiction

'Just keep running' I kept telling myself, ' just keep running and don't look back'. As I ran, I thought about the events of the last hour and felt my eyes begin to fill with small droplets of water before I ended up on the floor.

When 16 year old Tegan hides from her fears, she runs. But what will she do when she experiences a feeling completely new to her, a feeling that she doesn't quite understand, a feeling that her past makes her afraid of...

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9. Impossible

 

[A/N: Sorry this chapters crap but I just wanted to upload something]

The tear probably told El differently, but she didn't ask anymore. 

Eleanor and I wandered around for a while, talking to many of the guests, before drifting to the table set up with drinks and food. I poured some coke into two plastic cups and handed one to El.  

"I'll be back in a minute, I'm just going to see Lou" 

"Okay" El began walking in Louis' direction. I made my way over to one of the two sofas that had been pushed up against the wall to make more space and sat down. I stared down at the floor and minutes passed before I felt the empty space move slightly and an arm settle around my shoulders. 

"Are you okay?" Harry asked. 

"I'm fine" I sighed, resting my head against his side, my eyelids beginning to feel heavy. 

"Please tell me if your not"  

I nodded, not realising I was drifting into sleep.

Niall's POV: 

"Niall, can I talk to you?" Louise asked, looking upset. 

"Of course" 

Louise led me outside and we sat down on one of the benches and I turned to face her; she didn't look upset anymore. 

"What's wrong?"  

"It doesn't matter anymore." 

"Sure?"  

"Yeah" 

"Okay," Louise looked up at me and moved her face close to mine, "what are you-?" I began to speak but Louise cut me short. Without warning, she pressed her lips up to mine and kissed me. I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed her away. Next to the French doors stood a figure; it was Tegan. Her face was blank but her eyes were filled with emotion.  

"Tegan-" I stood up. Before I could explain she turned and walked slowly back into the house. I looked at Louise, who by this time, had stood up next to me and was smirking; I realised what she had done. 

"Please, go." I pleaded. 

"If you want." She turned on her heels and made her way through the house. I took a deep breath before deciding what to do. 

I walked into the house and found Liam over with Danielle. 

"I'm sorry to break you two apart, but can I speak to you for a minute Liam?" 

He looked at me for a moment, assessing my mood, before turning back to Danielle and kissing her forehead gently. 

"I'll be back in a minute." 

I led him into the kitchen and I leant against the counter. 

"What's wrong Niall?" Liam sounded concerned. 

"I...- Lou...-" I buried my head in my hands and sighed. "It's Louise," I managed to say, looking down at the floor, "She said she wanted to 'talk' to me, but ended up kissing me. I didn't kiss her back, but Tegan saw it. I don't know what to do, she probably doesn't want to talk to me anymore. What the hell have I done Liam, I really like her and now she probably fucking hates me." 

"Niall, calm down, if Louise kissed you and you didn't want to, no way was it your fault." 

"But what should I do?" 

"Talk to her, tell her what really happened." 

"But when-?" 

"Not tonight, let her calm down and get her head straight. Don't worry." 

"Thanks Liam" I nodded as we walked back into the party. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harry and Tegan on the sofa, Tegan's head resting on Harry's shoulder.

Tegan's POV: 

"Tegan" a soft voice whispered, "Tegan!" The voice said again, slightly louder this time. I opened my eyes slowly and looked up at the figure sitting next to me. "Do you want to go to bed now?" 

I nodded and stood up,  

"How long have I been out of it?" 

"Not long, ten minutes, give or take." 

"Okay. Goodnight Harry," I told him, "thank you for the party, it was amazing." The last word I said with slight apprehension, remembering the scene of Niall and Louise, before hugging him, and finding the rest of the boys to say goodnight to. I walked over to where Louis and Zayn were talking to a group of friends.  

"You okay?" Zayn asked; I nodded slowly, staring at the floor. 

"I'm going to bed, I'm shattered. Thank you for the party. Night Zayn," I hugged Zayn and as I pulled away, I noticed Liam and Niall had joined us. "Night Lou, Night Liam." I gave Liam a hug before turning to Niall, not making eye contact.  

"Goodnight Niall," I mumbled, my voice beginning to crack as I felt my eyes well up slightly. I left the room as quickly as possible without looking too desperate to leave. I almost ran to my room before kicking off my shoes and collapsing onto my bed, burying my head into the pillows. I couldn't stop replaying the images over and over again in my head. How the hell could I be so stupid? Niall, liking someone like me?

IMPOSSIBLE.

Eventually, I sighed and stood up to change into my pyjamas, brush my teeth and wash my face, not bothering to shower until the morning - I was too tired.

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I drifted into consciousness by the smell of bacon, sausage, beans, pancakes, toast and more. I didn't realise I was so hungry - I hadn't eaten at all last night. Checking the time, I quickly rose out of bed and brushed my hair and teeth; it was 9:34. I wasn't bothered about changing out of my pyjamas yet, the boys were like brothers to me, and so I didn't really care what I looked like in front of them. I walked into the kitchen and saw that the feelings about the clothing was mutual, Harry, Zayn and Niall were sitting at the island eating breakfast, Harry and Zayn wearing nothing but their Calvin Klein boxers. Liam and Louis were already dressed and Louis was milling around at the table whilst Liam was standing at the hob, cooking the food. As I entered the room Liam heard my footsteps and turned his head towards me, smiling, 

"Full English or pancakes?" 

"Err....full English please?" 

"Coming up!" 

As Liam turned back to the pan, Eleanor walked through the door carrying a small wicker basket which contained mounds of folded fabric. 

"I've washed your clothes and towels for you, is there anything else you need?"

Something didn't seem right.

"No, Thanks El."  

"No problem." 

I paused for a moment, "what are you up to today then?" 

Louis flung his arms into the air, "DAY OFF! WAHEEY!" 

"Consisting of...?" 

"Mostly Fifa and Mario Kart" 

My eyes lit up at the mention of Mario Kart, "It's been donkeys years since I've played that!.....I bet I could whip all of your asses!" 

Louis raised his eyebrows and Harry stood up and quickly wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me off the stool and carrying me towards the door as I thrashed and flailed my arms about. 

"It's on!" He replied. 

"Eugh Harry! I want breakfast first...and put some clothes on!" I couldn't help but sneak a quick glance at Niall who was giving Harry the death stare.

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