You Found Me (Niall Horan fanfic)

I was lost. Alone. Tired of trying. That's when he found me. One Direction fanfic

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33. after party

My dad and I agreed to eat at a local dinner.  We always used to come here as a family. I hadn't been here in forever. There were lots of memories here.  this is where my parents had their first date. This is where My dad proposed to my mom. This is where They told me my mother was expecting another child.  This also where they sadly told me she had a miscarriage.   It was going to be a boy.  They were going to name it Carter. 

My dad ordered a burger, fries, and a Coke.  I ordered what I always used to get.  Chicken tenders, curly fries, and Mountain Dew.  The food came very fast.  Which was one of the many reasons we always used to eat here.  And the food was delicious.  

At first we just ate, no talking whatsoever.  It was extremely awkward.  

"So what are you going to do in the next few years?" he asked.  

I shrugged my shoulders.  "Well college is not really in the picture.  So I guess try and get a good job. Work hard for a living.  Get married.  Have children.  Live a life.  If I really want to go to college, I'll save up fro a few years and go to a local one." I answered.  

"Don't you like to draw?" he asked.

"Yeah..."

"Art school."

"How much does it cost?" I asked.

"ONline courses don't cost that much," he said.

"I guess," I said, sort of excited.  

Things became awkward again. 

"Mom's coming home soon.." he blurted out.

"What?!" I nearly choked on my drink.  

"Listen Skylar, I know you don't particularly like her, but she is your mother.  Please try," he said hopefully.

"I'll try, if she tries," I reasoned.

He smiled. "She will."

I smiled.  I was nervous.

"When?" I asked.

"Two months," he said.  

Emotions were running through me.  Excitement, guilt, sadness, dread, happiness.  

"SO what's with you and that Niall boy?" My dad asked, changing the subject.  My cheeks instantly heated up.

"We are more than friends, but not in an official relationship.  After he finished touring he's going to come back here and we are going to talk," I said excitedly.  "He's in One Direction-"

"Oh I know.  I've done my research," he said, clearly proud of himself.  

"What?!" I said, getting the attention of the nearby customers.  I smiled and laughed a little before returning to my dad.

"I needed to know about this boy," he said.  

"Whatever," I said, laughing.  

We ate and talked for a little while longer.  He payed and we went out to the car.  I gave huim directions to Grace's house and arrived at the party.

There were balloons in the front yard and a banner saying "Congrats Grads!"

We went to the front door and walked straight in.  The men were all in the backyard while the women were mainly inside talking and looking through photos.  My dad went outside and began to talk with them.

I went and found Grace.  She was talking with her friends.  We introduced our selves.  The boys were Tyler, Nick, and Justin.  Tyler was tall and muscular.  He was tan, had brown hair, and hazel eyes.  He played football.  Nick was on the shorter side, although still taller than me.  He was pale, had dirty blonde hair, and blue eyes.  He ran cross country and track.  Justin was fairly tall.  He was into guitar, but played soccer.  He had grey eyes and red hair.  

The girls were Maddie, Amber, and Tayla.  Maddie had blonde hair and blue eyes, she ran track also.  Amber had dark blue eyes and dark brown hair.  She played volleyball.  Tayla had brown eyes and light blonde hair, she was very into music and acting.  

They were a very interesting bunch, but I liked them.  They were nice and accepted me.  I got up and went to get a soda from the cooler outside.  I reached in and gabbed a Dr. Pepper.  

I looked up and saw my dad.  He was talking and laughing with all the men.  It looked as if he had known them for years.  Which maybe he had but stopped talking to them for awhile.  It was good to see my dad meeting new friends.  It was truly amazing how easily a person can change.

"Hey Skylar, what are you going?" Grace's voice snapped me out of my trance.

"Nothing, just getting a soda," I said and returned to the group.  

After talking, the three boys started to throw a football around.  Pretty soon cousins and other boys and men joined too.  Tyler waved at me.  I, naturally, waved back.

"He sooooo likes you," Grace said.  All the girls agreed.

"Who?

"Tyler!" Tayla whispered.  

"What? no!" I said.  

"Yes he does! He keeps smiling at you and waving! He can't keep his eyes off you!" Maddie insisted. 

"Whatever," I said, laughing.  "I have Niall anyway."

"Yes, but just keep Tyler in mind.  He's cute," Amber said.  I do admit that Tyler was cute but I had Niall.  Who was, for the record, much cuter.  

Tyler's POV (language)

The moment I laid eyes on Skylar I knew I wanted her.  She was so goddamn beautiful.  Especially in that dress.  She may have a broken leg but she's still smoking. 

"You totally like her," Nick teased.

"Shut up!" I said and gently punched his shoulder.

"Go make your move!" Justin said.

"I can't not yet anyway.  I heard she's in some sort of relationship with a popstar or something."

The thing was that pop star was miles away.  I could show Skylar what its like to be loved.  I want to hold her in my arms and kiss her lips.  To feel her tongue in my mouth.  To feel her body pushed against mine.  For her to beg me for more.  I want to get inside her.  To give her pleasure.  For her to touch me.  I was making myself horny just thinking about fucking her.  But I couldn't help it.  She was hot.  I want her so bad.  And I was going to get her.

 

Skylar's POV

As the sun began to set more and more people left.  I went upstairs to grab my purse and jacket.  I climbed the mountain of stairs and found my things exactly where I had left them.  I looked down at my phone.  As I turned around I hit a wall of a person.

"I'm so sorry!" I apologized, not looking up from my phone.

"No need to apologize," a man's voice said.  I looked up from my phone and saw Tyler's hazel eyes staring back at me.

"Oh hey!" I said.

"Hey Gorgeous," he said sexily.  I laughed nervously.  

"Well, I better get going," I said and began to move around him.  He moved in front of me, blocking my path to the stairs.

"Tyler what-" 

He pushed me against a wall.

"What-" I was interrupted by his lips meeting my mine.  I didn't kiss back.  I stood there frozen, partly because i was shocked and because I didn't want to kiss him back.  He slipped his tongue into my mouth as his body pressed closer to mine.  I could feel a lump growing.  

When he realized I wasn't kissing back he pulled away.  

"Did you not enjoy that? Was it not good enough?" he asked angirly.  

"I'm with someone else!" 

"So, they're never going to know," he said.  

"Stop!"

The lump in his crotch was growing harder and faster.  

"You have no idea how bad i want you right now," he whispered in my ear seductively.  He began to kiss my neck.  

He grabbed my hand and forced it onto his growing boner.  A slight moan came from his throat.  I felt myself cringe.  

Once again he pushed his lips into mine.  He began to suck on the lower one.  I tried to pull my hand away, but he held a tight grasp on my wrist.  He forced my hand to squeeze his little friend through the fabric of his jeans.  He forced himself even more on me and began to rub his dick against my area.  I finally pulled my hand away, and with all my strength pushed him away.  I raced down the stairs.

I found Grace and told her what happened.  Her mouth dropped open.

"He was always the perverted one..." she said.

"Ya think?! What do I do?!" I asked.

"Just, tell Niall that my friend was hitting on you kay? don't give him any details."

"Skylar let's go!" My dad called.  I hugged Grace tight and left with my dad.  

As soon as we got home my dad took even more pictures.  I smiled when really all i wanted to do was curl up in a ball by the corner and cry.  I felt so guilty.

You didn't do anything wrong.  He kissed you! You did all you could to resist. I kept telling myself.  It didn't really work. 

AS soon as all the pictures were done I ripped the dress off carefully and changed into sweats and a tank top.  I sat on my bed and cried.  I shouldn't feel this guilty.  

My phone rang.  I checked the caller ID

"Nialler <33 ;)"

Shit.  I quickly collected myself and answered.

"Hey!" I said cheerily.

"Hey, have fun at the party he asked?" 

"Um yeah!" 

"That's good.  Any guys hit on you?" he asked jokingly.

I fake laughed.  

"Wait...did they?" he asked seriously now.

"Just one.  He was a weirdo. And he's perverted. I don't like him at all," I explained nervously.

"Was he nerdy? Ugly?" Niall asked.

"Yes, all of the above," I lied.  

"OKay then," he said. I felt less guilty.

"SO proms tomorrow," he said randomly.

"Yup," I said.  I didn't find it strange that he asked this.  I mean we talked about school events all the time.  I just found it random.  But I didn't give much thought to it.  I thought It was Niall just awkward;y changing the subject.

After talking for awhile we ended the call.  As soon as i set my phone down I went to bed.  I was pooped.  Even though I didn't have a date, and the guy I loved was hundreds of miles away, I still wanted to look good for prom.  It looks like my dad was going to take thousands of pictures. Its amazing how different he is.  But I like it.

Tomorrow was going to be a good day.  I could just feel it.  

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