Rescue Me

Lia has lived in the slums of Rio, Brazil all her life and when Lia steals from a shop one night, two boys chase her and pin her to the ground. But what Lia doesn't realise is that this one Irish boy with kind blue eyes will be the one to show her new things and teach her about the world. Maybe even teach her about love.


17. Be Mine


 “Mum?” I ask, my voice soft as I enter her dark room. I spot her body under the thin covers so I creep beside the bed and crouch down. Her face is pale and her eyes don't sparkle like they usually do when she opens them.

“Lia,” She croaks, managing a small smile.

“Do you need anything?” I ask, stroking her hair from her face.

“No, I just need rest.” She shakes her head, her eyelids fluttering closed again. I kiss her cheeks and as I close her door, I go to turn and slam straight in to Liam.

“How is she?” He asks and I nod.

“She's... getting better.” I smile up at him, gratefully.

“I really am thankful for all that you've done,” I tell him and he shakes his head.

“You don't need to be, Lia. You're a part of us now.” Liam ruffles my hair slightly before walking off. I stand there and ponder over what he said. What did he mean by that?

“Niall?” I ask, blinking out of my daze and heading in to his room. I nudge the door open and immediately pull back when I realise he's getting changed.

“Lia,” He says, smiling. I hide my face but I can't help but look at his bare chest as he pulls his shirt over his head.

Well, I am a girl.

“Have you seen Jelly?” I ask him and he nods.

“Harry and Louis have taken her to the beach,” He tells me, ruffling his blonde hair in the mirror. I take a seat cross-legged on the bed, my hair now dry. I begin to pull it to one side, plaiting it as I go.

“Niall, Lia?” Zayn calls as he heads in to the room.

“Me and Liam are going to head down to the shops,” He tells us and Niall smiles.

“We'll be a few hours, so....” Zayn casts a glance at me before winking.

“Remember, don't be silly wrap that-” Suddenly, a bottle of hair gel is flung across the room and hits Zayn square in the forehead. Liam bursts out laughing and Niall glares at Zayn who just winks once more before saluting and leaving the room.

“What was that about?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

“Nothing,” Niall shakes his head, chuckling.

“Do you want to watch a film?” He suddenly asks and I nod. I jump off the bed, still in Niall's shirt and he leads me by the hand towards the living room. I take a seat on the sofa and stretch my legs out. I watch intently as Niall places a shiny disk into a slot on the side of the tv. He comes over and lifts my legs up, then takes a seat beside me. I go to move my legs but his cool palms pull them back on to his lap. I lift the corner of my mouth up in a half smile and he chuckles. The film comes on and I can't take my eyes of the screen. It takes me a few minutes to finally realise that this film is terrifying. I scream at some points and cover my eyes. I sit up and flop down on to the sofa, face first beside Niall's leg. I peek out of my hands at some points but I quickly hide again. Niall just laughs at me so I hit him in the chest. He fakes pain and pouts his bottom lip out. I chuckle and grab a pillow from behind me. I swing it and it comes down on to his head. I burst in to laughter but before long Niall tackles me to the ground. He laughs and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder. I squeal and hit his back but it's no use.

“Niall,” I warn as he walks closer to the sofa.

“Yes?” He asks, stopping.

“Don't you dare-” I start but he flings me over his shoulder and I land on the soft sofa. I pull him towards me so his body is parrallel with mine. Our eyes meet and he leans in close.

Was he going to kiss me?

“Niall, I-” I begin to whisper.


**Niall's P.O.V**


I crush my lips to hers, silencing her words. At first she's hesitant but before long she's kissing me back and I can't tell you how long I’ve wanted to do this. Our lips move in sink and I rest my hands around her waist. Her arms snake around my neck and I pick her up, her legs securing around my torso. I spin her around and she pulls back, breathing heavily. I bump her nose to mine and she smiles, looking straight in to my eyes.

“Lia, Would you be my princess?” I ask her and her brown eyes round out in shock. Our faces are still close and she presses her lips to mine again.

“Yes,” She murmurs through the wave of our lips. Sparks fly through my body and I’ve never felt happier. She was mine.

Lia was my princess. 

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