Runaway Love

Stella is a 15 year old girl in an abusive home. What will happen when she takes up for herself? Where will she go? What will she become? Find out in Runaway Love.

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3. A New Love

"Good morning sunshine." he said as Stella pulled out of her sleep.

"Hey," she muttered into his chest. She breathed in his sweet scent then sat straight up. "Um, where's the pillow?" she asked.

"You seemed just fine without it." he winked back.

She rolled her eyes and got out of bed and went and started her daily cold morning shower. While she was in the shower her phone rang.

"Stella's phone. Who's calling?"

"Who's answering?"

"Niall."

"Niall? As in Stella's Niall?"

"'Stella's Niall' I like that."

"Um, just tell her that Jessie called and to call me back later."

"Will do, Jessie."

He sat there thinking for a minute about Stella and the way she fit perfectly into his body like she was made for him. The perfect curve of her lips and hips. He long flowing-

"Niall! Are you guys up yet?" It was Melinda.

"Yeah mom. We're up."

"Breakfast in five minutes."

He went and knocked on the bathroom door and when he got no answer, walked straight in. There she stood in a red lace bra with a matching thong. He had to act like it didn't bother him. Like he wasn't incredibly turned on.

"Breakfast in five." he managed to choke out.

"Like what you see?" she asked teasingly and pushed by him into the bedroom. She sauntered over to the bed to get her clothes for the day.

"Oh hell no." he said following after her. "You're not getting away that easily." He ran up behind her and tackled her to the bed.

"Niall, get offa me!" she laughed. It was the first time in a while that she had actually laughed.

"Are you ticklish by chance?"

"Don't you even dare." she warned. Too late. He went after he ribcage and feet the most ticklish places on her.

She rolled on top of him and had him pinned down to the bed. Her sides hurt from laughing and her cheeks hurt from smiling. His eyes softened from playful to full love-stricken. He placed his hand on the back of her head and pulled her mouth down to his and kissed her. His lips tracing hers. Their tongues exploring each others' mouths. He kissed her until he was out of breath. He kissed her until he couldn't breathe. And it was in that oxygen deprived moment that they both realized what they had done. She jumped back quickly and he was frozen in place.

"I...um..." Stella couldn't find words for what had just happened.

"Never happened." Niall suggested.

"Nope."

"Good."

"How about breakfast?" she asked.

They walked downstairs and into the kitchen seeing a note that Melinda and Robert had left. They had gone out for the long weekend and would be back on Tuesday. They had two whole days to entertain themselves, and what just happened could never happen again.

"So, two whole days, huh?" Niall said trying to cut the tension a little bit.

"Yeah I guess so."

"And what happened, it can't..." He was trying hard.

"No, it can't." Her answer almost seemed sad.

"I mean unless no one knows."

And with that statement they were at it again. She sat on the kitchen counter and he wrapper her legs around him. They were both panting hard after a few minutes. He touched his forehead to hers.

"This is going to be impossible." He whispered softly to her.

"Tell me about it." she rolled her eyes.

He grinned and kissed her softly once more.

"Well, there's ten minutes of the two days."

Stella laughed. it was a genuine laugh. She hadn't laughed like that in a long, long time. It felt good and she had a deep smile and a soft glow to her face.

"Oh! I almost forgot. You have to meet the guys.

"'The guys'?"

"My band."

"Band?"

"Maybe if you did more than smile and nod, you'd know something." he replied with a sly grin.

"I can't ask questions when your tongue is down my throat." she shot back.

He put his hands up in surrender. "Ok. OK. You win." She walked off with a victorious smile.

 

Stella was excited but very nervous to meet the band. She had heard a lot about them, but had no idea that Niall was a part of them. She just hoped they weren't the same guys that had been in her bedroom laughing at her. She'd die of embarrassment.

They got into the car and Niall started driving. Stella thought that maybe they were a garage band, but when they pulled into a huge arena, she thought otherwise.

"Where are we?" she asked in awe of the building.

"This," he said motioning to everything with open arms, "is where it all happens.

"Where it all happens?"

"You'll see. Come on. Let's go before I'm late."

He took her hand and led her through the crowds of screaming girls inside the doors. She couldn't believe how big of a rock she'd been living under. She, Stella, got to meet famous people! She couldn't believe it! She thought about letting out a squeal like all the other girls, but decided that since she had Niall, there was no point for screaming and cheering his name.

As soon as they walked through the big doors to the performance floor, someone with a headset and a clipboard talking 90 miles a minute approached them.

"Niall! Where have you been?!"

"Just showing around the newbie." he answered playing elbowing Stella.

"That's wonderful." the woman said without even giving a first glance towards Stella. "Now let's go. You're late. Again."

Stella followed closely behind Niall holding his hand tighter as she got more and more nervous. Niall knocked a door with 'ONE DIRECTION' on a big yellow star and as the door opened she saw four other boys just as beautiful as Niall was.

"Guys," he started, "this is Stella. Stella this is Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Harry."

"Hey." they all said in unison.

Stella was truly star-struck. Instead of saying anything she just smiled, no nod this time, just a smile spread from ear to ear.

The irritating lady with the headset came back. "Niall they need you in wardrobe." When he didn't make and effort to move she got angry. "Now!" You could hear her complaining down the hallway as she walked off. "They do not pay me enough to babysit these children. They never listen..."

No one said anything until she was out of earshot.

"What's up with Sasha today?" Liam asked bubbling with laughter.

"I think her boyfriend dumped her again." Louis said.

"Guys," Zayn started, "we all know what's really happening."

All the guys busted with laughter. Stella even giggled a little.

"Alright Niall you better go before she comes back and bites you." Zayn laughed.

"Ok. But you guys take care of Stella." and with that, he left.

Stella stood there awkwardly feeling numb without Niall.

"C'mon sit down." Louis said patting the seat next to him.

She walked over carefully and sat down and then was interrogated.

"So what's going on with you and Niall?"

She was so caught off guard that she didn't know how to answer.

"Um, what?" her face was pale and they all just looked at her.

"That was a joke question, but there really is something isn't there?!"

She didn't like people who pried. They made her feel violated.

"Well, I don't know. See... Um." she got some very strange looks and she started to feel uncomfortable. "Tell him to call me when he gets back." she ran out of the room and out the back door.

 "It didn't take them long to drive here, so maybe it won't take long to get home." She thought to herself.

She walked the cold street alone and thought about how everything would turn out. She knew it was wrong to date Niall because he was her practical step-brother. She wasn't too sure on what to do next, or even where she was. She had taken a wrong turn about a mile back and didn't realize it because she was lost in thought.

"Oh no. What am I supposed to do?" She was starting to panic. She paced back and forth. It was starting to get dark. She reached into her pocket to call someone, but her phone was gone. "I left it in the truck!" Now she was in a panic. She looked around and saw no one and no houses or even a building in the distance. Something hit her cheek softly. Snow. It was starting to snow. She was going insane.

She sat down under a tree as the snow came down harder and harder. Her only thought was about Niall, not dying, not never seeing anyone again, just Niall. This was going to be a problem. That is, if she survived.

 

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