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.


22. Popcorn



**Lia's P.O.V**


The night has taken over and the stars are super bright and clear. I glance up at them in awe as we all head back to the apartment. Niall slips his hand in to mine and gives it a squeeze.

“What are you thinking, lovely?” He asks, glancing up at the stars too.

“Just things,” I sigh.

“Care to share them?” He asks, pulling us back so we're the last in the group. I spot Harry and B up at the front talking and laughing. I smile to myself.

“About us,” I finally reply.

“What about us?”

“Well... you're a five star celebrity, Niall. I'm a peasant from the slums of Rio. I can barely afford to clothe myself and feed my family. It's just makes me think that once you've finished recording... then what? What happens when you jet off to all these other countries and find other girls? Where does that leave me?” A lump forms in my throat and I try to bite it back. Niall stops us in the streets, the moonlight making his eyes dance.

“Listen, Lia. You're My princess and nothing is going to stop me from being with you. I'll always be there for you and I have been thinking about this all night actually. I was wondering if you...” He stops, as if he's thought long and hard about how he was going to say the next bit of his sentence.

“I wanted to know if you would like to come on tour with me? With us,” He nods at the group infront of us who are nearly at the tower block. I try to bite back a smile but I soon erupt in to a large grin.

“I'd love to,” I say and he picks me up, twirling me around. I laugh and squeal till he puts me down. Then he pokes me in the side and I do it back.

“Niall! Niall, stop it!” I manage to say through laughing and gasping. He continues to poke me so I run off ahead. He follows me and when I catch up with B at the entrance to the tower block, she gives me a questioning look before Niall's arms snake around my waist from behind and he lifts me up again. He carries me bridal-style and I kick my legs about in the air, laughing as he continues to poke me. We bundle into the lift with the others, him still carrying me. I give Harry a thumbs up as I see him put an arm around Brooke's waist. I smile at Niall and he plants a kiss on the tip of my nose.

“Knock it off with the lovey-dovey stuff, guys.” Louis complains, slapping Niall in the arm as he carries me out of the lift. Zayn jumps into his arms and buries his head in Louis' neck.

“Oh, Louis! I love you so much, you're my hero!” I laugh at Zayn's unusually high voice as he tries to impersonate a woman. Niall laughs too as we enter the apartment and I jiggle from the way his chest moves.

“Movie?” Harry suggests and I nod, resting my head on Niall's shoulder. He puts me down and I drag Brooke away from Harry and into Niall's room. She pulls on her pyjamas; a pair of plaid pink shorts and a white vest-top. I pull on Niall's blue shirt and pull my hair in to a top knot. I let Brooke take my make-up off and I slip off the Converse. I rummage in Niall's drawers, pulling out a pair of his socks. I put them on and laugh; they were huge. I pull them up and they reach my knees. Brooke comes out of the bathroom, her hair in a long ponytail and her face bare. Her eyes still shimmer without any make-up on and I envy her perfection. We return to the living room and take seats on the sofa. Jelly comes running in to the room and jumps on to my lap.

“Did you have a good time?” She asks and I nod, stroking her long hair back.

“Yes, it was fantastic.” I reply, smiling up at Niall. I cuddle her close to my chest as Liam places another shiny disk, something called a 'DVD' according to Zayn. The film comes on and we settle down. Within minutes, Iva is asleep on my chest and Niall gently lifts her up. He takes her into my mother's room and returns, taking a seat beside me. Niall pats his lap so I scoot on to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and burying my face in his broad chest. He smelt like the ocean. I glance over to Brooke to see her and Harry throwing popcorn in to each other's mouths. I nod at the tow of them and Niall casts them a look.

“He really likes her,” He whispers and I nod, closing my eyes.

“She really likes him,” I counter and he kisses my forehead. I wasn't sure whether we were still talking about Brooke and Harry our ourselves. Either way, it was perfect.

Everything was going fine.

Until the next morning.


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