Dangerously In Love

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  • Published: 14 Mar 2013
  • Updated: 15 Jan 2014
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COMPLETED. Georgia Brink had a wild past. She lived a dangerous life. She wanted out. Moving to Bane was supposed to be a new change for her. That was until she met Niall Horan. She swore to herself that she wouldn't get into the bad crowd. She promised herself she would be the good person she used to be. Will she keep her promises? Or will she fall for the badass, Niall Horan? ((first chapter to the sequel is up))


24. Chapter 24

Chapter 24


Georgia’s POV


Was that Niall’s voice I heard? Was it? 

My heart clenched with hope as I heard him yell. His voice bounced off the walls, the fight was very vague. I could hear it muffled in the background. But something was happening outside in the hallway. I could hear it. I could hear yelling and i swear something made the wall pound. So I trusted my instincts.

And yelled, “Niall!”

I prayed to God or whoever is looking down at me that he would come bursting in. I pulled on the tight roped that was trying me to the bed. I just wanted to get up and check. That’s all i wanted.

The door burst open and there he stood. His left eyes was bruised, he had a split lip, his shirt was bloody and it clung to his body and his arms were covered in bruises. But I didn’t see much of that. All I saw were his eyes. His relieved eyes that filled with admiration and affection as he saw me. His lips pulled up into a faint smile. 

“Georgia.” He breathed.

His voice! My god did I miss he voice. The husky deep voice he’d talk in. I’ve missed it so much. I felt the I love you creep up to my lips when I saw Nixon move behind him. The gun pulled slowly up and pointed to the middle of his back. I didn’t think he realised I was watching his every move. 

Niall may have seen my horrified expression since his eyebrows knitted together and he turned around. A scream burst through my mouth as I heard the gunshot. I watched Niall stagger back and all I could do was yell his name out. I never felt so helpless in my life.

The boy I love was shot, right in the chest, before my eyes. And all I could do was watch him and yell his name out. All I could do was watch the blood pour as he fell back to the ground. 

“Niall!” i sobbed. The tears were evidently streaming down my face. I looked back up at Nixon.

His smile was cold. He didn’t show any signs of remorse, in fact his eyes shone with pride and smugness. I wanted to badly to turn that gun on him and shoot every part of his body, to make him feel what Niall is feeling only a hundred times worse.

Nixon then lifted his arm, gun still in his hand and pointed it straight at me. I watched him place his index finger on the trigger. I watched his eyes twinkle with delight and his lips form a sneering smirk. I watched him put a little more pressure on the trigger.

Then I squeezed my eyes shut as i heard a gun shot go off.

My heart raced as i waited for the bullet to pierce my skin. My palms sweated like there was no tomorrow, well there probably wasn’t. That was when I realised, the bullet should’ve it by now. So slowly, I opened my eyes.

I found James holding a glock with the Valley Kings symbol engraved into the silver on the side of the handle. His hand was clenched around the handle. HIs face was enraged, slowly fading into relief. I finally registered that fact that it was him who triggered the gun, not Nixon. I saw Nixon on the floor in a pool of his own blood. 

“What happened?” I asked.

“I shot him.” He replied bluntly.

“But why?” i inquired. My eyes still darting from the gun, now by his side, to Nixon on the floor.

“Because shooting you wasn’t part of the deal. Even though i hurt you more than you deserve, even though I kidnapped you, even though I lied about wanting you, i will always care about you. After all i was in love with you, once upon a time.” He smiled sadly. 

I breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you.” I murmured and he nodded in acknowledgement.

He walked over to the bed and untied my hand. As soon as I was free, I immediately jumped off the bed and ran to Niall. I hoped to god that Nixon didn’t hit a vital organ. But i knew it was wishful thinking. Nixon hit him square in the chest.

I silently sobbed into his chest, where I heard his heart rate slowing. I cried and cried and cried and cried. 

“I never got to tell you I love you.” I whispered to him even though I knew he couldn’t hear me. 

“I love you too, sweetheart.” His chest rumbled, his voice husky. 

My back immediately straightened and my tears almost stopped. I looked at his chest. It was rumbling and moving up and down in breaths. My eyes widened and travelled to his face. His eyes were half-lidded and he wore a lopsided grin on his face.

My hand moved to touch his smooth cheek and his eyes opened fully. His blue eyes flowed with affection. The blue swimming in hot liquid with fiery passion.

That was when I realised... he’s not dead. He’s alive. His eyes were alive. His brain was alive. His smile was alive. His heart was alive. His breathing was alive. His limbs were alive. He was alive. 

The tears then flowed non stop. I was happy, and angry, and upset, and confused and I was just so overcome with emotion. I ended up crying and laughing for a while as he took his time sitting up and resting against the foot of the bed.

“You’re alive.” I hiccuped, my breath catching with every syllable. 

“I am.” He croaked.

“You’re alive.” I repeated, still unbelieving to the fact that he was indeed alive and I wasn’t just seeing things.

“I am.” He said again. I started to laugh.

“James, he’s alive.” I said, turning my head to face him. His smile was genuine and his eyes showed that he was truly happy for me. 

“I can see that.” He chuckled.

“Niall, you’re alive.” I couldn’t help but say again.

I spent a full 10 minutes thinking he was dead. I saw Nixon pull the trigger. I saw the bullet hit Niall’s chest. I saw Niall stagger back. i saw Niall drop to the floor. I saw Niall dead so forgive me if I couldn’t believe it. 

I reached a tentative hand to his cheek once more. His hand came up to cup mine and he smiled softly at me. I took a deep breath in and smiled so widely that it hurt my cheeks. My eyes filled with tears again and i had to take another deep breath. He gently tugged on my hand, gesturing for me to come forward and so I did. He cupped my cheek, his blue eyes boring into mine.

“Did you mean what you said?” He asked quietly.

“W-what did I say?” I stuttered, my voice very small.

“That you love me.” He replied. His eyes searched my own as if the answer was held in my pupils.

“Yes.” I answered immediately. I did mean it. I love him with every bone in my body. I love him with every beat of my heart. I love him with every breath i take. I love him with every tear I leak. I love him. More than I have ever loved anybody.

“For real? Like you would’ve told me if i didn’t die?” He asked. 

I couldn’t speak. The words got caught in my throat and i choked. I was just full of emotion so all I did was nod my head. I could feel his breath on my lips and it was like another breath of relief at the fact that he really is alive.

“Good. Because I love you too.” He smiled and brought my face closer to his.

His lips touched mine and I swear nothing could ever compare to this moment. It was like fireworks combined with melted butter combined with mini oreos combined with pizza combined with the feel of waves combined with the excessive flow of love. It was like every little thing that’s ever made me happy combined was put into that kiss. It made my heart soar and my breathing increase and my palms sweat and my stomach churn and electricity move over my skin and the blood rush to my head. His taste was so sweet. His scent so familiar. It was like the past two weeks never happened. It was like everything I endured while being kidnapped was washed away. 

I wasn’t flying high in the sky. I was floating in space, moving up into the vast universe. I was moving with stars. I was twinkling like the stars. I was burning hotter than the sun. I was burning brighter than the sun. I was just over another universe, not just the moon. 

“I missed you.” I whispered, breathless once we pulled away.

“Me too.” He said. Then he chuckled.

“What?” I asked, not even bothering to lean back.

“Nothing, I just didn’t want to ruin the moment but the moment was ruined once I laughed. But anyways, I need to get this vest off me, it’s irritating me.” He answered.

“So, that’s how you survived.” I laughed a little breathlessly as I leaned back and started to lift up his shirt.

“Well, obviously. It wasn’t like I died then came back to life.” He said sarcastically.

“Jeez, it hasn’t been two hours and you’re already mocking me.” I rolled my eyes as I undid the velcro of his bulletproof vest.

“God, I’ve missed you.” He said as he pulled me back in for another kiss. 

“I love you,” I mumbled against his lips.

“I love you.” He replied.






Sorry, I didn’t add more to it but I though it was sweet enough to leave it like that. Btw, it’s not over yet. There’s going to be about 3 more chapters at the most, including the epilogue. Unless you want a sequel or something, I actually wouldn’t mind doing a sequel.


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