The New Me (Niall Horan)

Niall meets a girl he really likes on the streets.......... read it k


3. Chapter 3

After Zayn left there was an awkward moment where neither of us knew what the other one wanted. I'm not sure if he wanted it to be continued or if he didn't. But if he did, I was just going to let him make the move. But instead, he let me go and walked away. I'm not sure what he wanted. I definitely didn't want it to go too far. I mean, I just met the guy. But I guess I should've thought of that before I agreed to living with him. Eh, later. Niall stood in front of the table and turned to look at me. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." he apologized. "Sorry for what? If you didn't do it, I would have." I said as I sat down at the kitchen table. He just looked over at me. "You are so beautiful." he said. I could feel my face burning up. "And you are adorable." I said as I looked away from his gaze. I saw him blush a little, too. He turned quickly to face me. "How could anyone hurt their child? How could anyone hurt you? I can't believe it.. Have you called the cops?" he piled a bunch of questions on me. "Niall, I'm not that type of person. I guess if you wanted to call, you be my guest." I answered one of his questions. "And I would never do that to my child. I swore that I would never do that a long time ago." I explained to him. "I did, too. I had a friend who was abused as a child and she was..." he couldn't finish his sentence. "It's ok." I said, understanding what he was going through... a little bit, anyway. "Do you think you'll ever forgive him for what he's done to you?" Niall asked me. I just shook my head. "I don't think so.. And if you mind, changing the subject? It's a very sensitive one for me." I said, trying not to lose everything. He just nodded his head. "Yeah, I'm sorry." he said, apologizing. "It's okay." I said. "So, what do you want to do?" I asked him. "I dunno. Wanna make out some more?" he asked me, raising his eyebrows and looking at me. "Haha, of course." I said, standing up, not really taking what he said seriously. He walked over to me and grabbed my hips and pulled me close to his body. "Uhh.." I mumbled. "What?" He asked me. "I wouldn't mind making out with you... If we were dating." I kinda hinted. But I don't think I meant what I said. "Okay. So do you wanna date?" he asked me. "Um.." I thought he was just saying that because he wanted to make out. "Just to make out?" I asked him. "Well.. I've kind of been wanting to ask you since we met. I just thought a girl like you wouldn't want to date a guy like me. But you just gave me a perfect excuse." he said smiling down on me. He was cute. Cuter than most boys. And a lot sweeter than most guys I know, too. He was like a puppy dog. It was the cutest thing ever. I loved it. "Okay. I will." I answered him. His whole face lit up and he kind of fan-girled. Except.. He was a boy. 

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