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...


14. Scared


[A/N: sorry I haven't updated in so long! writers block! I havent proofread so sorry for any mistakes, please tell me if you see any and I will change them. please keep voting and commenting!]  


Tegan's POV:  


We walked back down the corridor together, my mind racing through what just happened, back to the kitchen, assuming one of the other boys had collected the pizza, but our minds soon changed when there was another knock at the door, sounding slightly more impatient this time. As Niall swung the door open, we stood in front a very short pizza delivery guy, who seemed to be struggling with the large pile of boxes and bottles in our order. Niall handed me the two bottles of coke and the dough balls, taking the pizza boxes himself before paying the delivery guy and thanking him. My cheek muscles were beginning to ache, only because I couldn't stop smiling as I followed Niall's lead back to the kitchen, walking into a room containing two boys, El, and a snowman. Oh wait, it was Louis covered in flour.

"What the hell happened in here?!"

"It was him!" Louis cried pointing down at something next to him, hidden by the island. Confirming my suspicions, Harry stood up next to him displaying a cheeky grin, equally covered in flour.

"Right, neither of you are getting food until you are cleaned up!" I announced.

"Awwh, is someone moody? Does someone want a hug?" Louis cooed, his flour covered arms outstretched towards me.

"Lou, come near me with that and I will make sure there are no little Louis' running around anytime in the future." Niall laughed as Louis pulled his arms away and cowered away into Harry.

Eyeing Louis' every move, up until he and Harry exited the room, Niall and I left the boxes and bottles on the table before grabbing seven glasses from the cupboard for the coke, and seven plates, setting them each down on the table. Liam, Zayn and El had already sat down at the island and begun to find their food, El saving one seat next to her for Lou, so I chose the seat on her other side. Niall took the seat on my opposite side and smiled warmly down at me before reaching desperately for the food. My face must have been like an open book, that or Eleanor knew something was going on;

"Tell me everything later." She whispered, giving me a knowing look. I raised my eyebrow as she just grinned back at me.

"Are we clean enough? Can we have food now? Please don't deprive us of our sacred pizza!" Louis moaned as he sauntered back into the room and taking the seat next to El, Harry following closely behind. I shook my head and laughed as I took a bite out of a slice, savouring each mouthful.  


It was nearly five o'clock by the time we had finished clearing up all the boxes, cutlery and plates, so we all ended up discussing what we were going to do for the rest of the evening. "TRUTH OR DARE?!" Louis pretty much screamed.

"No!" I replied, remebering Harry's dare last time, hoping not to relive the memory; way too close for comfort. Louis' expression was slightly taken aback by this, although eventually just brushing it off. 

"Movie marathon?" Liam suggested, smirking slightly. Seemed like a good idea though. "Sounds good." 

We all agreed on Liam's movie marathon, so I thought I might as well shower now, rather than later.

"I'm gonna change then." I declared, just before I left the room.

     As I walked through my door, I didn't realise El had followed me.

"So....what happened?" She giggled. Not wanting to go into detail, I summarised what happened and told her that we sorted things out, leaving out the part where Niall kissed me. I really didn't want to start something that realistically, couldn't happen.

"Nothing else?"

I shook my head, a wave of guilt spreading through me at the tiny lie. You could clearly see that she didn't believe me, but she left it there, not asking anything else.

"Well I'm glad you two made up." she smile, pulling me into a friendly hug. "See you in a minute!".

Eleanor left the room, clearly happy with what I told her, and so I continued get ready to have my long awaited shower.

  After the shower, I brushed my hair and teeth, and changed into a loose white T-shirt and pyjama shorts. I towel dried my hair and left it down. Hoping I looked half decent, I took one last look in my mirror and proceeded to the living room where everyone except was sat on one of the three new sofas. Eyeing the last empty spot, conveniently next to Niall (I had a feeling El had something to do with this) I sat down and folded my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs. 

"Everyone ready?" Liam asked, his finger hovering over the play button. We nodded as he pressed play on the remote, finally revealing what we were watching.

"Toy story?" I sighed as Liam sat there grinning, clapping like a seal. Laughing at the sight, I buried my head in my knees, only to jump slightly as a pair of arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me onto someone's lap. I looked up and saw Niall's angelic face smiling back down at me.

Returning my focus to the film, I rested my head against the soft fabric covering his chest. I felt my heart beat grow irregular as he pressed his lips gently to the top of my head before removing them too soon, focusing back to buzz lightyear.

    As the first film grew close to the ending,  a cold draught grazed over my exposed skin, making me shiver just before Niall began to shift underneath me although my head still remained on his torso. When Niall stopped moving, I felt a soft fabric drape over me before I realised he had picked up the warm blanket that hung over the back of the sofa.

"Better?" He whispered so only I could hear. Not saying anything, I nodded. As quickly as possible, Liam switched the dvd from the first film to the second as we prepared ourselves for more Toy Story. As the movie began, I felt Niall's right hand begin to play with a single lock of hair, calming me and making my eyelids feel heavier and heavier...


I slowly opened my eyes and looked round, taking in my surroundings. The TV was off somehow and everyone I could see was fast asleep making me realise, I was still sitting on Niall.

"Do you want to go to bed?" Whispered Niall making me jump a little, I though he would be sleeping too. I debated for a second whether I should stay here with Niall, or get into my cozy warm bed. As much as I would have loved to stay here, I think my bed needs me more. I nodded as I went to get up, but Niall stopped me. 

"What-?" Before I could say anything else, he scooped me up 'bridal style' - sounds so cheesy - and began to carry me back to my room. I got confused though when he stopped just outside his own room. I gave him a questioning look before he replied quietly,

"Stay with me tonight? Sorry, I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to?"  I paused for a moment, thinking about my answer. I really don't know what there was to think about, I didn't want to leave his warm arms, the feeling of safety and security.

"Okay" I smiled. He returned the smile and pushed his door open with his foot, eventually setting me down on his double bed, pulling the duvet over me and walking round to the other side. He pulled of his T-shirt, revealing his smooth, bare chest, but kept his grey sweatpants on, clearly not wanting to make me feel uncomfortsble, and climbed into the bed. I pulled the duvet up over my chin and turned to face Niall. I felt his hands gently rest on my waist, pulling me closer to him, our faces now inches apart. I sighed before I opened my mouth to speak, trying to look anywhere apart from his eyes.


"What's wrong?" He asked, worry clearly showing through his voice.

"I-I'm scared." I replied, barely audible.

"Tegan, look at me," he reached up and gently held the side of my head with one hand, his thumb caressing my cheek, guiding my eyes to his,  "I'm not going to let anything happen to you, I'm not going to lose you." he rested his forehead against mine, our noses just brushing,  "I'll keep you safe." As he finished his words, he sealed the distance between us, our lips moving carefully together, this kiss representing every emotion flooding through our heads. As he pulled away, he wrapped his warm arms back around me, holding me close and keeping our foreheads just touching as we settled into sleep. I thought about what I said. I said I was scared, and I was. I was scared of falling In love with Niall Horan.  

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