This was so embarrassing. I didn't mind Niall being my care taker but Louis didn't need to say babysitter. I'm 20 fucking years old. I know how to take care of myself. The doctor did say I needed someone with me, so I was expecting Mady or Sarah to say with me. Not the guy I was in love with. It was even more embarrassing when I had to leave the hospital a few days later. The nurses wouldn't let me walk, so I had to sit in a wheelchair until I got to the door. Since it was close to Christmas it was really cold outside, and flurries of snow stared to fall.
"Maya are you alright in this cold? Do you want my jacket?" Niall asked. I didn't want to seem like a baby, so I rejected his offer.
"I'm not two Niall I don't need your jacket, besides the cold doesn't bother me." I said back. The truth was I really did want his coat. I hadn't been outside in awhile, so I wasn't used to the cold, as I was before. I could feel my skin tingle and goosebumps form. It was stupid of me I think that I could get to Niall's car with only a green short sleeved shirt and black leggings. Niall saw this and just shook his head with a light chuckle.
"I'm not as dumb as you would like to believe. I can tell when a girl is cold and lying." With that he took off his jacket and put it over my shoulder. It was so warm. I couldn't resist putting my arms through the selves and hugging myself. I could hear Niall chuckle next to me as we walked to the van. I could feel my face warming up. I didn't want to seem weak, but I couldn't help it. Niall opened the door for me and I blushed even harder. He closed the door and walked to the divers side. He got in and started the car. He could tell I was still cold and turned the heat up. It felt so nice, I couldn't stop a little moan from escaping my lips, as soon as it did I covered my mouth with my hand. I slowly turned my head to see Niall had noticed. I looked at him and he had a huge grin on his face that stretched from ear to ear.
"Oh shut up. It's cold outside and warm in here!" I said, the blush now covering my entire face.
"I know it's cold that's why I turned the heat on, so you won't get even colder." He replied. I don't know why but now that I've spent some time with Niall I feel like I can be myself.
"Where do you want to go first? Your place or the cafe to get your car?" Niall asked. The sudden question took me out of my thoughts and I stammered with my response-
"Oh-um-uh, my house first. I need to shower and change clothes. I feel and probably look terrible."
"You look beautiful Maya no matter what. Always remember that." He responded. I looked at him in shock. I never thought that Niall would ever call me beautiful. A few seconds after the words left his lips his face turned red.
"That wasn't supposed to leave my head...I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable." He said with a blush still on his face.
"No, no it's ok. Just a little shocking that's all." There was a pause and an awkward silence. Niall had just pulled out of the hospital parking lot and began the drive back to my apartment. We were 5 minutes away when Niall finally broke the silence and asked-
"Why were you shocked when I told you that you were beautiful? I mean you do know that you are right?" He questioned. Nobody other then my close friends said I was beautiful. I didn't want to answer but I had to or Niall would keep prying into the subject.
"Nobody other then close friends or family have said that I was beautiful. My last boyfriend had said I was ugly and was never going to find anyone who would think I was beautiful or pretty." I said with tears threatening to fall. I didn't want to cry when Niall was around.
"Why would anyone ever say that to a girl?! That's just plan rude and completely uncalled for." Niall was very angry, I could tell by the way his knuckles were turning white from gripping the steering wheel to hard.
"Don't worry Niall this was four years ago. I was in Florida and in a bad place and bad relationship. It's fine now." I explained. I hope he believed me. I didn't want to talk about this anymore, but my hope was shatter when Niall asked-
"Do you mind telling me what happened in Florida?" I froze, I didn't want to talk about this, but I hadn't really talked to anyone about it and i needed to get it off of my chest. I took a shaky breath and began to tell him the sad story of Maya Glass.
"I was 17 and clueless about the world. I had met this guy named Nick. He was a year older than me and a total jock. You know the guys who played football, American football, and went to gym all the time. Well I really liked him. One of my old friends that I don't talk to anymore told him that I had a crush on him. I was so embarrassed. The school nerd had a crush on the coolest guy at school, but it turns out he had a crush on me and didn't know how to approach me. I had to stay late at school and do some extra work and he was there and he was struggling with his work. I grew a pair and went to help him. At first he was really cocky, then about 20 minutes later he explained to me that he wanted to go to Princeton for chemistry. I was surprised at first but then I had excepted the fact that he didn't want to be known as the school jock. I had completely forgotten the work I came to do and spend the next two hours helping him." I stopped to catch my breath and make sure Niall was still listening. He was looking at the road but I could tell he was listening. I was about to continue when we pulled up at my apartment complex.
"How about we go inside and I'll tell you the rest there?" I asked. He just nodded his head and we got out of the car. We walked up the two fights of stairs and went to my apartment. I unlocked the door and walked in. I took my shoes off and told Niall to do the same. He did and I motioned him to the couch. He took a seat near the right arm rest and looked at me. I sat down on the single person couch and continued my story.
"After we finished his work he asked if I wanted a ride home because I had missed the bus. I agreed and we drove to my house. At the time he was so sweet, he walked me up to my porch and stuff. I unlocked the door when he grabbed my hand and asked if I wanted to go out that Saturday. I was so excited I had said yes with out even thinking. I never thought that the guy I had a crush on would ever ask me out. We went out that Saturday and I had a really good time. Around that time my best friend Sarah had introduced me to you guys. I immediately fell in love with you. It was the type of love that I knew was never going to happen. I never brought it up to Nick until he asked me to move in with him. At the time I was so in love with him I didn't think about the consequence. A week after I moved I saw his true colors. He didn't want to go to Princeton he just wanted to get into my pants. I ignored it at first, then the attempts got so forceful. I tried to break up with him but he just said no and smacked me across the face, hard. I had bit my check and blood started to pour out of my mouth. He quickly apologized but I could tell he didn't mean it. Another time I was listening to one of your songs, "Kiss You" I think, and he asked what I was listening to. I told him my favorite band. He asked who my favorite one was, I said you and then he ask why. I said that it was because you were nice and cute. He smacked me again and told me that you would never like an ugly cow like me. This abuse went on for about a year and a half before I had enough. I packed a few of my favorite things and ran away. I had to get out of the country because he didn't have a passport and I did. During this time I was accepted to a college in London for creative writing and volleyball. I told a few friends and my dad where I was going. Before I left my dad had given me my mothers favorite ribbon. It was one of the few things that he still had of hers. At first I didn't want I take it but he made me. When I left my dads house I had disconnected my phone and I left for London with Mady, her partner and Sarah. I never fully healed mentally after what Nick did, so I have to go to therapy every weekend. It's really been helping until I met you. It made me realize how madly in love I was with you. I never told anyone because they would just laugh at me, so I kept it hidden. Sarah knew because she was the one who told me about you guys. I really hoped that it was a dream but I was wrong. When Louis said that you were head over heels for me and you didn't deny it my heart felt like it was going to explode. I never knew what kind if impact you would have on me." I finished. Niall had moved closer to me while I was talking. He looked so sad with his head down. When he looked up his hand reached for my face. I didn't pull back, I only flinched because I thought that he was going to hit me. He frowned and wiped away one of my tears. I put my hand to my face and it felt wet. I didn't even realize I was crying. Niall looked up at me and said-
"Maya, I will never hurt you. Never. I'm sorry you had to got through all that pain." He stood up and began to walk to the door. I sat there dazed for a bit then I looked at the clock. It said 1:24am. I ran to Niall and grabbed his hand.
"Wait! It's late why don't you stay here for the night. Beside I thought you were going to be my babysitter?" I said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Are you sure? I thought you would want to be alone for a while?"
"Right now I need have someone here or I might do something I will regret. Just promise you will say nothing of what I told you, OK?" I said as I squeezed his hand.
"I promise Maya." He bent down and hugged me. I didn't want to let go. He felt so warm. I grabbed his hand and led him back to the couch. I told him to stay there so I could take a shower and change. I unwrapped the bandages that were on my head and I saw the stitches. They formed a small line on my head. I hated this scar, it would be a reminder of how big if a dumb ass I am. I took off my clothes and took a shower. After I finished I went to my room and put my pj's on. I had a blue button up cotton shirt with a black tank top, long red pj pants that went last my ankles and fuzzy socks that had giraffes on them. I walked out to the living room and I saw Niall there with his face in his hands. He looked so sad, I walked up to him and said-
"Hey, don't worry about it. It's all in that past."
"But you will always have to deal with it. I jut wish there was some way I could help you forget it." He said. I was going to do something I haven't done in a long time. I grabbed his face in my hands and I kissed him right smack on the lips. He was surprised at first but then started to kiss me back. At that moment in time I felt like luckiest girl in the whole world.