Safe With Me

Cassie. 19 year old girl. Parents were crazed and abusive people and she was bullied in school. Finally the cops took her away from her violent parents and terrible neighborhood. In a matter of a week she was in her new foster home. The Horan's. But will her crazed parents come back for her and take her back to her dark past or will she stay for the love of her new family?


18. Chapter Seventeen

The sound of small little raindrops hitting my window woke me up from my deep sleep. I opened my eyes and still, nothing. Pitch black. Nothing. I felt Niall's legs intertwine with mine. I heard him snoring. Niall's snoring was cute at first because it was soft and light. You couldn't really hear it, you had to be close. But in the middle of the night, which I guess is right now, his snoring escalates very quickly to very loud and powerful.

"Niall?" I said softly.

If he kept snoring like this I wouldn't be able to sleep. He didn't move. I moved my legs that were intertwined with his. Still, he kept snoring.

"Niall!" I yelled and whispered. Nothing. I groaned into my pillow. I could hear Niall's snoring getting louder.

"Oh Niall shut up," I said to myself. I turned around and felt for his face. Once I found it I slapped him. He shot up.

"What? I'm awake!" He said nervously. I felt his arms come around me. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah Niall, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I am. You were just snoring really loud," I giggled.

"Oh. Sorry, love," he said laughing. I nodded and felt for his chest and cuddled into his bare chest. "I'll try to be quieter," he said. I could hear the smile he had in his voice.

"Okay, babe," I said in his neck. Before I could hear him say goodnight I was out like a light.


Morning came quickly. Before I knew it, Niall was shaking me, trying to wake me up.

"Babe?" Niall whispered.

I groaned and turned to the side.

"Come on, baby. It's time to wake up." He kissed over my back.

"Five more minutes."

"I already gave you ten, come on." He helped me up and carried me into the bathroom. He set me on the edge of the bathtub. "Be careful not to lose your balance. Okay, love?"

I nodded. Being blind is terrible when you're tired. All you see is inky blackness. It feels like you are about to sleep. I heard Niall take out something. I wasn't sure what it was. But when he placed it near my lips I could smell the minty aroma.

"You know, I can brush my own teeth."

"But it would be better if I did it," he stated. "Just in case. Now open," he said kindly.

I opened my mouth and he brushed along my teeth. He even made sure to get every spot. I was surprised of how well he was doing it. I loved Niall a lot bu I think he was taking me being blind a little over protective.

When he finished he even carried me to the kitchen to eat breakfast.

"Where's Shelly and Daisy?" I asked. Hearing the house so empty made me realize they weren't here.

"School started again so Daisy is at school. Mum is at work. She's working until 11 PM.

"Why so late?"

"I don't know. She's getting paid more."

"Why aren't you at school?"

"Because I wanted, well needed to stay with you. I'm not leaving."

I could hear him moving throughout the kitchen. Soon the aroma of something sweet filled the room. When he came back to where I was sitting he touched my hand and pulled it out to make me touch to bowl he had in his hand. I held it and felt around the rim for any utensil to eat it with.

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

"Fruit. The doctor said to give you it in the mornings because you lacked natural sugars. Probably from not eating." I nodded. I felt him touch my chin. "But don't worry. You're safe with us now."

My hand stopped when I felt the narrow part of the spoon. I grabbed onto it and scooped some fruit out of the bowl. I felt Niall's hand stop me.

"Let me."

"Can you please let me do something for myself!?" I shouted. "I'm tired and stressed and depressed about what has happened to me. I just can't take it. I want to do things for myself. I don't want people thinking I can't!"

I could imagine Niall's face right now. Upset, torn, and hurt. I just needed to get my feelings out. I was on the verge of tears. I was so upset about what has happened to me. I just wish it never happened. I never wanted to hurt Niall. I loved him. I felt his presence right in front of me. He didn't speak, but I knew he needed to. I felt for his hand. I ran my hand up his arms to his shoulder, on his neck and to his face. I cupped his face in my hands. I felt tears go down his face. This hurt me so much. I hated knowing Niall was crying. I remembered what he looked like when he would cry. Whenever he did it brought me to tears myself.

"I'm so sorry," I said.

"I-I just wanted to help."

"I know, and I'm thankful for that, Niall. I really am. I'm sorry I took all my anger and frustration out on you. I just didn't want to seem like I was helpless and couldn't do anything on my own. I will always need your help, okay? You mean everything to me. I'm just upset about what happened to me."

I felt his head nod. He touched my face and brought it close to his. Our foreheads were touching. And soon our lips were touching, and our tear stained cheeks also. His lips were tangled with mine. We breathed heavy through our nose. Soon we parted.


"No. It's fine. I understand. I know I can be really over protective sometimes. I just don't want you to be hurt. Okay, princess?" I nodded and lightly touched over his face and to his lips. I ran my finger over his lips, which I normally do when I'm stressed or need to calm down.


"Yes, baby?"

"I feel like i can't have the things that I wanted to have."

"Like what?"

I shrugged. I wanted to tell him. I was just upset.I wished for these things when I was smaller. Now they were all taken away from me. He picked me up and soon laid me on a bed; our bed. He held me in his arms. "Talk to me," He whispered. I knew he meant to carry on what I was saying.

"I don't know. I mean like, I can't draw anymore. I've always wanted to be an artist but now I can't," I said, laying my head in the crook of his neck. He rubbed softly over my neck. "I can't even see you anymore. I can't see how you feel or when you're upset. I can't see anything that's going on around me. What beautiful things I will miss." The list kept going. As it did, I seemed to get more and more depressed.

"Cassie? Most of those things are true, but some of them aren't."

"They all are true. I won't even be able to have children," I whispered. I've always wanted to have children. One for every corner of the house. But now.. I don't even know if I can.

"That's not true. You will have kids. We will have kids," he said grabbing my hands. "We both will have a family and we both will always be together."

"But I won't be able to see them."

"You will Cassie. I know you will. You are even more special to me, Cassie. You're everything I've ever wanted. I've always wanted someone with something special about them." That made me smile. I haven't smiled in a while. I felt his lips press on mine. He went to pull away after a couple seconds but I pulled his shirt, making his lips reattach with mine. I heard him chuckle in the kiss.

"I never told you to leave." I heard his sweet laugh fill the room. It made me smile widely. 

"I love you," he said.

"I love you."


Soon it was noon and Niall was making me lunch. We had the TV on, I could only listen and imagine what was going on. Funny shows still made me laugh from what they were saying. I loved that today I could have some time with Niall. While I was, well, listening to the TV the doorbell rang.

"Niall! Someones at the door!" I heard him run to the door to open it.

"You?" He asked confused. I listened closely, curious of who it was. "What are you doing here?"

"You weren't at school today and I heard what happened to Cassie."

"Why would you care what happened?" Thoughts ran through my head of who it could be. Nothing seemed to fit.

"I just came to see her. And apologize. Please, Niall, can I come in?" The female voice said. I heard a long pause. I wondered what was going on. Who it could be. I heard the door open wider and footsteps walk closer.

"She's in the living room." I heard both of their feet walk in the room. I stayed still. I didn't know who it was and couldn't see anything. I heard her take a seat on the couch and Niall sat next to me and held my hand.

"Niall? Niall? Who is that?" I asked. There was a long pause as I waited for my answer.

"It's Fiona."

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