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?


17. Chapter Sixteen

Cassie's P.O.V.

"Niall please be careful." I said worried.

"I got it babe." He said grabbing my hand. We were just leaving the hospital. I was afraid we were gonna get into a car accident because I couldn't see anything. All I felt and heard were bumps and loud car horns. "You trust me, don't you?" He asked.

"Of course I do. I'm just nervous since.." I drifted off. I didn't like saying that. I knew I would get used to it but I wasn't used to it now. I fixed the pair of sunglasses Niall gave me. I didn't want anyone to see my eyes. I don't know why I just didn't. I didn't know what I was looking at so my eyes could be in a different position. Niall brought my hand to his mouth and placed small kisses on my knuckles.

"It's okay babe. There's nothing to worry about. You're safe with me." He said securely.

"I know. I just wish I wasn't.. You know." I said.

"Me either. Why does it have to happen to you though?" He said. I could feel the tension in his voice.

"Babe. Please. Lets not worry about it." I said. I really didn't want to speak or think about it. But when you can't see anything it haunts you. I was always afraid of the dark. And now i was living in darkness. But with Niall here and the family, they were my light. With them I could truly see.

"Okay. Just remember that I love you. Forever." He said. I smiled and felt over his hand. I could feel the veins and bones on his strong hand. I brought it to my mouth and placed small kisses on it.

"I love you too." I said.


Niall carried me up the porch. Even though I insisted on not needing him to. But he refused to let me walk by just feeling my way. He set me down when we were at the front.

"Now wasn't that easier?"

"I wouldn't know." I said teasing. I felt him pull my waist closer to him.

"I know you can't see, but I'm glad you're with us. No matter what happens, as long as you're with us I'm happy and we are happy too." He said. I smiled. I wish I could look at him, but I was afraid I would miss where he was. Looking straight all the time wasn't the best. I heard his key go into the lock. His arm wouldn't leave my waist. I even heard it unlock. He opened the door and guided me in. We were in the hallway. The scent of this house came back to me. It's been a while since I've been here. It always has a strong scent of vanilla. But now that my other senses were stronger the fragrance seemed more powerful. I felt Niall take off his jacket. I didn't move, I was afraid I would bump into something and hurt myself. I just stayed straight and looked straight. He lifted my leg up and took off my shoes one by one. Soon he came to take off the sunglasses.

"No, please. Leave them on." I said.

"Why baby?" He asked me concerned.

"I just feel like I look funny." I told him. I heard him sigh and walk in front of me. He took them off anyway. I closed my eyes. I didn't want my eyes to seem weird.

"Babe." He said waiting for me to open my eyes. "You don't look funny or weird or whatever. You look perfect. Your eyes are fine. You're just looking in a different direction. You look perfect, really." He said.


"No buts. You're fine and beautiful just the way you are," he said. With that I opened my eyes. Not that I could see or anything, but I still opened them. I felt uncomfortable. But it was for Niall, I would do anything.

He guided me to the kitchen I believe. I could tell by the strong smell of food from the hallway. Once we stepped in there...

"WELCOME HOME!," I heard many voices say. I turned quick and hit Niall's arm. I got scared. I grabbed his shirt and didn't let go. Since I couldn't see I didn't know who was there. What if it was people I didn't know? I was scared and it was unexpected.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just mum, Daisy, and some friends. That's all," he said rubbing my back. I felt other hands touch my back. I flinched. 

"Don't worry, it's just me," I heard the familiar voice say.

"Brianna?," I asked.

"Yeah, it's me. just follow the sound of my voice. I wont hurt you," she said.

It was so long since I have heard her voice. Since the incident we haven't been speaking. I got out of Niall's chest and he guided me to the couch. I sat down and someone grabbed both my hands. I was guessing it was Shelly, the softness of her hands brought back memories.

"Welcome home baby," she said. I felt her lips hit my cheek.

"Thanks," I said with a smile.

"It was Harry's idea to set this up for you," I heard Brianna say.

"H-Harry? H-He's here?," I asked.

"Yes sweetie, but don't worry. He's fine," Shelly told me.

"I want Niall. Where's Niall?," I asked.

"It's okay. He's in the kitchen talking to Harry," I heard Brianna say. I nodded slowly.

"We made your favorite and we even cleaned up your room," I heard a small voice say.

"Is that Daisy?," I asked giggling.

"Yep," she said. I could hear the smile she had on while she spoke. I felt around the couch and found a hand.

"Who's this?," I asked.

"Me," Brianna said. I giggled.

"I wasn't expecting you here," I said honestly.

"I know. I wanted to say sorry," she said. I felt Shelly leave and Daisy skip out. "I didn't mean to say the things I did. I guess I was just angry, to angry to listen. But I truly am sorry. I never knew losing your best friend would hurt that bad," she said. I immediately tugged on her hand and hugged her. I didn't care if I missed or wasn't hugging her properly. Just to have my best friend back was all I cared about. 

"I love you," I told her.

"I love you too. Like sisters."

"Like sisters," I told her. We didn't part. "Am I hugging you correctly?," I asked. She laughed and answered.

"Yes, you are," she giggled. We parted. "And listen, Cassie. I don't care if you're blind. I'm always gonna be your best friend. No matter how much we fight or get upset at each other. We will always be best friends forever." I touched her face and found her cheek to kiss it.

"Yes we will," I said. I felt soft hands touch my back. I knew it was Niall's.

"Hello, cutie," he said happily. I giggled at the term he used for me.


"Would you rather me call you something else?," he said very smoothly.

"Niall Horan!," I heard Shelly shout. I laughed and found Niall's leg. His lips came near my ear. I could feel his warm breath hit my ear lobe.

"We'll talk later," he said and kissed my cheek.

"Where's Harry?," I asked.

"He left."

"Why?," Brianna asked Niall concerned.

"I told him to," Niall answered. Why would he tell him to leave? "Didn't think it was appropriate for him to come here." 

"But he set this up for me."

"I know. I thanked him for that but I just feel like maybe when you're a little bit more ready he can come. Okay babe?," he said. I didn't understand. Why do I have to be prepared for him to come over? I didn't want to complain with Niall. I just let it be.

"I wanna walk around," I told him.

"Let me help you," Niall said.

He helped me up and guided me out of the living room. We walked in what smelled like the kitchen. I felt along the walls. I felt string and as my hand went up farther up a balloon.

"You guys decorated?," I asked. I knew they were near by because I could hear their footsteps following me.

"Yeah, we did. I picked out which decoration we would get," Daisy's little voice said. I smiled. I remembered what the kitchen looked like. I felt over the decorations and pictured the kitchen smothered with them. In my mind it did look very surprising and fun, I hoped it looked as good as I pictured it to be.

"What color are they?," I asked Niall. 

"Blue and purple," he answered. "Your favorite. Here, let me help you better. Don't move," he instructed. I stayed still, doing what he told me. I felt his arms go around my waist. He picked me up a little and when he set me down I felt his bare foot under mine, supporting me. "Just like soccer," he said. I remembered that day at the school where he did the exact thing to help me play. I grabbed his hands and held on them for support. "I'll walk around and you tell me what to touch."

I nodded. He walked around and I told him to stop where I smelt something sweet.

"It smells sweet," I said.

"It's the frosting. Mum left it out after frosting the cake."

I felt his hand detach from mine and soon I felt his finger full of frosting on my lips.

"Open," he said. I opened my mouth and sucked all the sweet, sugary frosting off his finger. "Good?," he asked.

"Mhm. More!," I said, giggling. The taste was so vibrant in my mouth. I could probably call out the frosting for what it was. I could taste almost all the ingredients.

"Don't go bouncing off the walls now," Niall laughed.


The small welcome home party ended slowly. Brianna left and once I knew it Niall told me it was 10 PM already.

"I'm tired," I told him.

"You can go to bed, sweetie. We'll clean up here," I heard Shelly say. I was sitting on the couch. I felt along the sofa and touched hair.

"Who's that?," I asked whoever was near by.

"That's Daisy. She's asleep," Niall said. I giggled. I felt arms lift me up and carry me to a room.

"Where am I sleeping?," I asked Niall.

"With me of course."

"But what about my room?"

"We moved it with me. So your stuff is in my room now. Don't worry, it's not a mess."

"Okay. But what about Shelly? Is she okay with it?"

"Stop worrying. It's fine," he reminded me.

I heard him kick the door open and walk in. It smelt like Niall in there. The scent of Niall was always good. He set me on the bed. I heard him open a drawer. Soon it closed. He walked over to me. I could feel him hovering over me.

"Arms up, baby," he said. I did as told and held my arms up. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and lifted it over my head. I put my hands back down. "Lay back." I did so and felt him start to unbutton my pants slowly. He pulled them off and helped me sit back up. He unclasped my bra without me even knowing. Once it fell off my shoulders I covered up. "You know, I have seen you naked before," he said, chuckling.

"I know, but still," I said blushing. He laughed and moved my hands. I felt him put a shirt over my head and soon helped me put each arm in. I smelt the shirt. "It's yours, isn't it?"

"How'd you know?," he asked confused.

"Well it smells like you and it's three times bigger than my regular t-shirts," I said giggling. I heard him laugh softly.

"Well I guess it being larger gave it away. Anyway, I like you wearing my clothes though," he said and his lips touched my neck, leaving gentle kisses. He pushed back lightly, so I was laying on my back and he was on top of me, kissing every inch of my neck.


"Mm?," he asked, still attached to my neck. Once I knew it, I felt his tongue press on my sweet spot. I gasped. I could feel him smile on my neck, knowing he had succeeded. I ran my hand down his back and found the hem if his shirt. I pulled it over his head swiftly. I ran my hands down his bare torso. His lips connected with mine. His hands went to his jeans, unbuttoning them and pulling them down. I could hear them hit the floor. He brought me higher up the bed until my head hit a pillow. He pulled the sheets back and got back on top of me. His lips reattached to my sweet spot below my ear. He sucked gently, soon it became rougher. A soft moan escaped my lips. I closed my eyes and swung my head back. Soon I felt more pressure come on my sweet spot. I knew that if he continued to suck he would make a mark.

"Niall.. Niall, please..," he continued to suck. "Niall. No marks. Not today."

"You're.. Mine," he said kissing over my neck. I moaned softly.

"Please, Niall. Not today," I told him.

"Please. I just wanna make you feel good," he said detaching from my neck.

"Not today. Your mum.. And I'm just not ready. Everything that's going on right now.."

"Stressful, isn't it?"

"Very," I honestly told him.

"Why don't I then relieve you from all that stress?"

I narrowed my eyes. I couldn't see anything, but I was annoyed. "Niall.. Another day, please. When I'm ready," I told him. I couldn't see him but I knew he was pouting. I moved my hand up to find his lips. I ran my fingers over his soft lips. "I love you."

"I love you too," he said with sweetness in his voice. "I didn't mean to rush things."

"It's fine," I told him, running my fingers through his soft hair.

I felt him get off me and walk to the other side of the room. I heard him turn the light off and walk back to bed. He laid next to me and pulled the sheets back to cover us. I rested my hand in the crook of his neck and wrapped my arms around him. He placed his hand protectively around my waist.

"Goodnight, baby," he said yawning.

"Goodnight, Niall."


This book is coming to an end soon.. Should I make a sequel, or should I continue with this book?

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