Something Great

Nicole has grown up in North America on the East coast ever since she was born. She had long brown hair that met the middle of her back and brown/caramel eyes. Her life was pretty good in America. Good grades and she was in a great school. But when she turned 13 everything changed. Her dad got fired from his job. It has always been just her and her dad. Her mom took her brother to some place she was never told about when she was born. Nicole never knew why she wasn't aloud to know though. Nicole was taken to London when she found out her father got fired. He said something about a new start. He had a terrible new start. Her father used to be loving and caring but ever since he got fired he got into drugs, cigarettes, alcohol; the works. Nicole has worked multiple jobs ever since her dad has started all this. She has to pay for everything he wants. When her father goes over the edge one night and sends Nicole out onto the streets, what will happen to her? Will she ever be happy? Will a certain guy come into the picture?


4. chapter 4

Chapter 4

Niall's P.O.V.

I had seen this beautiful girl with pretty brown hair at the park pulling out a guitar from the open case next to her. I was drawn to her just by her appearance.

When I reached her I heard her sing. Wow. Her voice was like.....I don't even know how to explain it. I could tell she wasn't even trying to sound amazing. It was all natural.

When I had brought the lads to the park I could tell they where surprised too. I could see it in their eyes.

Especially Liam. He was looking at her with this special fascination. Like he was surprised by her and extremely intrigued by her.

Not like attracted to her in the way i was though.

I couldn't even fall asleep that night after I ran back to her to give back her the money.

Why wouldn't she take it? Maybe she was just modest about what she did.

Her name is Nicole. I think it's a beautiful name if you so me. It rolls out of my mouth so gracefully and perfectly.

I had decided that I would just take a walk to clear my head. I did it expect to see the beautiful American with the brown hair and brown eyes again. But she was a different now.

She had a horrible bloody nose and a small cut on her forehead. She was lying down on a park bench crying.

I hated it. Who made her cry? What kind of person would do that to her? She was so sweet and beautiful.

When I made my way to her I could tell she got frightened. I could even tell that her legs where in a horrible shape. At least 4 big bruises where already starting to form on her tan legs.

I knew she couldn't walk. Even by the first step she took with me back to my hotel.

I couldn't leave her out here to die. What kind of person would leave a defenseless girl out at this time of night?

I know this this might be weird but I really liked her already. I've waited a really long time for a princess while I watched all the other guys be happy and in love with their girlfriends. I was determined to make Nicole mine.

When she shook her head yes that she couldn't walked I first thought about a car but that would mean I would have to go get a car and leave her here. I couldn't do that and there where no cabs out at this time of night.

"I'll carry you." I said finally with more confidence then I thought. This girl made me really nervous.

Her eyes bugged out of her head and she look like a baby doe as she took a step back and she shook her her head no.

I chuckled at her. We both knew she couldn't walk at all with out being in a lot of pain.

I swiftly took a step towards her and picked her up bridal style. She weighed absolutely nothing. But she'd did squirm around until she grew even more weak than she already was.

"Please don't carry me." She said barely above a whisper.

"Why not? You're in pain and I will not let you walk." I said firmly trying to make eye contact so she would calm down.

"I'm fat. You can't carry me." She replied as she refused to make eye contact.

Now it was my turn to bug out of my head. This girl was not fat. Sure she had some curves but they where not fat. They where actually really sexy to be honest.

"I'm going to carry you." I said finally as I started walking.

She didn't say anything to me as we walked to the hotel. I glanced down at her every now and then to make sure she was alright, and she was she was just looking at her cute small hands in her lap.

When we get to the hotel thankfully no one was in the lobby so I just walked to the elevator.

I shifted my arm slightly trying to tap the up button.

Nicole watched me nudge the button as she bit the inside of her bottom left lip.

Okay, that might have turned me on. But I smiled at her and finally caught her eyes.

They were beautiful. A deep brown that I could get lost in forever. Like melted chocolate.

My dreamy thoughts where broken by the ding of the elevator. I looked away disappointed I couldn't look in her eyes anymore.

I walked into the elevator quietly and touched the top floor button. Nicole's eyes widened at that.

I really don't think she knows who I am. I love it. She didn't freakout or "fangirl" when I talked to her. But when she resisted walking home with me and the way she suspiciously looked at me in the park earlier, I'm sure she doesn't know me.

My thoughts where yet again interrupted by the annoying ding of the elevator announcing we reached my floor.

I took a step out and tried to be as careful as I could to open the room door without making Nicole uncomfortable.

Nicole's P.O.V.

I hated this. Him babying me. Not really the carrying though. I liked Niall carrying me. It felt very comfortable in his strong arms and very safe. Ha. Safe. Don't get that a lot.

I had felt him looking at me every now and then as we walked to his hotel. I didn't want to look into his eyes. I didn't want to get lost in them.

But I did. After he pressed the button on the elevator. He caught my gaze and fixed his beautiful blue eyes on my crap color eyes. I know that's pretty childish but, hey, Im pretty much a child in my head. His eyes captivated mine and he wouldn't stop staring at me with a cute little smile on his face.

But you know, the elevator just had to ruin it.

As we road up to the TOP FLOOR (not expecting that) it was really quiet. Not awkward quiet. Just soothing quiet.

When the elevator said we reached the top floor Niall took a step out and tried to open the door. He fumbled a bit because he was carrying me.

I was probably weighing him down. God this is embarrassing. Being so pathetic that a guy has to offer to take me home to help me. He opened the door to reveal a beautiful main room with a huge tv and a nice sized kitchen.

All the lights where off but they turned on as he easily balanced me with one arm and flipped the switches on the wall and the lights in the family room and kitchen turned on.

"Okay so I'm going to put you on the couch and I'll get you some tea so you can tell me whatever happened to you and I can help you." Niall said softly to me as he placed me on the large couch.

"Ummm okay." I said softly as he started to walk away and he threw me a warm and beautiful smile back at me.

God his literally melted me. I was surprised I wasn't a puddle by now.

What am I saying? That boy may be beautiful and offering me a place to stay but he's just being nice. That's all. He would never like me. C'mon Nic, you're ugly, stupid, fat, and worthless. Okay there confidence lowered. Now I know my place.

Niall came back in with two teas and he carefully gave me a cup of warm tea.

I gave a tiny "thank you" as he sat down next to me.

"Oh no problem at all...." He replied with a smile that revealed a small dimple that I had no idea was there.

Wow. This boy was making me feel warm, welcomed, and safe. He shouldn't. I just met him.

I looked down into my tea and got a small whiff of it. It smelled so good.....just like Niall. Oh my god what the heck am I saying I sound so creepy.

Niall cleared his throat and I looked up to meet his blue eyes.

"So do you wanna tell me what happened? I can help you you know. I would love to help you." Niall said sincerely. I really wanted to trust him but I couldn't.

I placed my tea on the coffee table and started to get up. I couldn't stay here. He was going to use me. I don't know how but I knew this couldn't be good. Nothing good can come out of this. Like last time.

Yeah I told some one about my dad before. Another guy I don't even remember the name of. But I trusted him because he said he loved me and I loved him. But looking back I knew I didn't love him. I just loved the idea of love. Well okay I told him, he told the cops, of course no evidence, cops left it alone, the guy moved away promising to always love me, I didn't say it back, and my dad beat me. I was unconscious for 3 days. Not to mentioned the guy move because he moved to be closer to his other girlfriend.

As I got up a small tear rolled down my cheek at the memory. I could see the door from here. Not even 40 steps away from me. I could leave and.....go no where. I have no where.

With that I fell into hysterics crying as I feel to my knees wrapping me arms around my torso.

Niall quickly got up and wrapped me in a warm hug. He cooed lies into my ears about how everything was going to be okay and he would help me.


He doesn't mean it Nicole. Don't give in. Don't tell him.

I just cried my eyes out into his shirt until I heard a couple grumbles come from the hallway. Niall started to get up while rubbing small circles on my back.

People. People who would see how pathetic I was and would take pity on me. Cry with me how crappy my life is. I didn't want that.

I dried my eyes with the back if my hands as I attempted to get up.

Niall tried to wrap his arms around me but I made a break for the door. I couldn't stay. I didn't want pity.

I was almost to the door when I felt two strong arms wrap around my torso and held me tight.

Tears sprang out of my eyes as I said "Please....please let me go!" I tried to pry the persons arms off of me until I heard a loud "HEY!"

I stopped and squirmed to turn around to see who it was. Turned out Niall had his arms around me trying to stop me from leaving.

His blue eyes met mine and I saw so much worry and sadness in his eyes. No. I'm not falling for that.

I turned my eyes to the boy who yelled- actually four boys. Oh, they where the other boys from the park.......well this is embarrassing.

"Niall, mate, let her go. Look how scared she is." A boy with black hair and deep brown eyes.

"No, she has to stay. She needs help." Niall said sternly in response with a tiny crack in his voice.

What was that crack for? I looked in his eyes and they where glossy. What?

I pulled my eyes away when a boy with brown hair and blue eyes (but not a beautiful blue a Niall's) said to me, "Love, are you alright?"

I hadn't noticed until then that I was shaking. I grabbed Niall to try to stable me. Niall wrapped him arms around me even more.

I'm not gonna lie. I really liked being held by him.

A tall muscular brown hair boy with brown eyes just like me walked over and pulled me from Niall. I know I just met him but something tells me to trust him.

"Do you want to sit down?" He asked kindly.

"No. I have to go." The reply came out of my mouth without even thinking about it.

The boy laughed at me. "Love I'm sorry but we both know you're way too weak to go out there in the middle of the night alone."

He was right. Of course.

I fiddled with my bracelets a I thought about what to do. I always did it when I was nervous.

"Okay I'll sit down then I guess." I said looking at my converses that were on my feet. I really need new shoes. Ha! I need to stop dreaming. As if I would get a new anything.

The brown eyed boy lead me to the couch. He sat down beside me. It didn't feel weird. This guy was gentle.

"Lads, c'mon lets talk." He said to the other boys who where just standing there.

I look in Niall's eyes and saw....hurt? What? Why? Why is he hurt? Did I do something? I don't want him sad. I like smiley Niall.

The guys came over to the couch and sat down eagerly to hear why a girl all interrupted their sleep.

"Okay uh, why don't we start off with names first?" Niall asked as he sat down next to me. Yay. I spotted just the tiniest bit over close to him. But not too close. I didn't want to be weird.

"Okay, I'm Harry Styles." Said a curly brown haired boy with green eyes and two dimples.

I nodded to show I got it.

The boy next to him was the one with brown hair and blue eyes and he said, "I'm Louis Tomlinson but you can call me Lou if ya want."

He seem cheery and nice.

Next was the boy with black hair and brown eyes.

"I'm Zayn Malik." He said while giving me a warm smile.

"And I'm Liam Payne." Said the guy who looked kinda like me.

"Of course you know me right?" Niall said jokingly.

"You're Louis right?" I asked trying to them laugh- wait what? No why did I say that? I'm not staying. I'm not making friends.

Niall looked at me with his mouth opened while all the other guys laughed.

"Um I'm just kidding Niall, I know you're Niall." I said fast and nervously with a small laugh.

Niall put on a smile with a chuckle as well.

"Okay jokster," said Louis, "so what your name?"

"I'm Nicole." I stated simply.

"That it? No last name?" Asked Harry.

Oh god. I don't know. I.DONT.KNOW.

"Um well......I don't know." I said cautiously. God I'm stupid. They're gonna laugh at me.

No one said anything. They all kind of just looked at me.

Okay I'm gonna go. Nope. I'm out. I'm don't need help. I'll be okay.

No you won't said the stupid voice in my head. I pushed it aside and stood up.

"Please don't go Nicole," Niall said pleadingly as he stood up as well, "That's okay of you don't know. I'm sure you have a reason. It's okay. We won't laugh at you. We can help you." His accent rang out in the room as he waited for my response.

I couldn't do it anymore. God I need all the help I can get. I can't go home. Were would I go if I can't go home?

I looked down at my converse and tilted my head to the right as I bit the left inside of my bottom lip.

I literally have no one.

And then.

I let it all out.

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