Mr. Perfect

My name is Samantha. My mum is always meeting guys and thinking that they're 'the one' and is never around, so we're always moving to different places and I'm always having to make new friends. When I reach the last year of high school and (hopefully) the last school, I meet a boy who changes my life forever. Niall.


16. Excuses & Comforting

The next morning I woke up to an empty house and a phone full of texts. I decided to instead of hurting myself by reading them, to make myself breakfast. I grab two eggs and some milk, mix them together and make some french toast. While waiting for my second piece, I quickly check Twitter on my laptop to see my notifications flooding in. The first thing I saw on my newsfeed was:

@NiallOfficial: @sammyj96 please please message me back and forgive me. i know i messed up. i really like you.

I angrily shut my laptop and went over to the stove to check on my french toast.

"Hey sis." I hear Mike yell as he walks through the front door. I look over to him and smile, realising I didn't fix my makeup so I probably looked like a mess.

"What's wrong Samantha?"

I look back at my breakfast ignoring his question until I feel his arms wrap around my neck. I start to cry, tears falling on his arms.

"What happened? Is it that guy Niall? Because you know I'll punch him in the head."

My tears suddenly turn into a smile.

"I love you Mike."

"I love you too Samantha."

I eat my last piece of french toast and realise I should probably call my mum to ask where she was, forgetting about all the texts on my phone. I sighed and checked them anyway. Maybe there was a reasonable explanation? Although I doubted it, I clicked on my inbox.

From: Niall💕

Samantha, please answer my calls. Harry told me what you said to him last night. Amber is my ex. I told her I didn't want to be with her anymore but she kissed me. You have to know, the second our lips touched, I pushed her away and came to find you. My feelings for her are well and truly gone, I promise. I like you. Please, trust me.

Well, that was a lot. I scrolled down and saw texts from Louis, Liam, Zayn and Harry, all trying to get me to forgive Niall. Except for Louis.

From: Louis👌

Always here if you need a friend, you can trust me x

I smiled at that text. He was a great friend. Even when his friend had wanted to get me back, he still thought about me.

*Knock knock*

I happily skip to the door, checking my makeup and outfit in the kitchen mirror, expecting it to be mum.

"Hey Mu-." I feel disappointed to see Niall standing there instead. I let out a heavy sigh.

"Niall, leave! I don't want to talk to you right now."

"Look Sammy, I know, it must've looked bad, me kissing Amber. But trust me, nothing happened after that. I pushed her away and she left. That's all that happened, I swear."

"Look, I've heard it Niall. And I get it. I really just need to think about things. How am I supposed to properly trust you ever again if you can't even stay faithful for two days?" Okay, I had to admit, that last part was kinda harsh. I mean, here Niall was, pleading his heart out, and here I was, acting like a complete bitch. When I said it, my voice was shaky, practically rejecting the hurtful words pouring out of my mouth. Niall looked at the floor, and then looked back up at me. As bad as I felt, I couldn't weaken up now. I started to close the door on him, but failed when he put his foot in the doorway.

"Niall!" I scream. "I just need some time to think, please give me some space!"

"No!" he forcefully yelled. "I'm not losing another girl I really like because of that bitch! Look, Samantha. I really like you. I know we've only been dating for two days, but these two days have been the happiest days of my life! I know it sounds cheesy, but I feel like we're meant to be.

I look at the floor and smirk about that last sentence. Meant to be? But he couldn't be more right, I felt the same way. I mentally face palmed myself. I'm such a hopeless romantic. I look back up at Niall's face to see the most serious look I'd ever seen on him. I couldn't control myself, I had to laugh. He gave me a light, playful shove on the shoulder. But suddenly, my smile turned into tears. I didn't know whether it was because I was tired, because I laughed so hard I started to cry or I was actually upset.

"I forgive you Niall.."

He ran up to me and gave me a big hug, putting his head in between my neck and shoulder. We ended up walking, but still hugging, to my coach. He cupped the bottom of my chin and gave me a peck on the forehead.

"You're my one and only, princess."

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