Cuddle me in [6th member] (Part 3)

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[Cuddle me in] (6th member)

You sat quietly in the low running van. Your back turned to the open side door as you hid yourself away. Hearing the buildings side door closed, you pulled your jacket tighter around you and hid your face in your collar.

"(Y/N)!" You heard a call before light steps into the car. "Oh baby what's wrong?" Arms wrapped around you as you shook your head, feeling a breathe on your neck. "What's going on?" Your boyfriend whispered rubbing your stomach as your lips trembled to release a sob.

"Is everything ok?"

"What's wrong with (Y/N)?"

"Why are we leaving early?"

"Boys." Paul said as you looked out the window, watching it start to lightly drizzle. "Just be quiet please. Enough has already happened." The car fell silent before the van door shut.

"I'm here when you want to talk." Niall whispered kissing your ear and resting his chin on your shoulder. The car took off slowly and the whole ride was in complete silence all the way back to the hotel.

. . .

You scrambled out of the car and immediately ran to your new awaiting tour bus. "(Y/N)!" Niall didn't hesitate to run after you, his mind much clearer so his pace faster. Jumping onto the bus, you ran through to the bunk beds though Niall was extremely hot on your trail. He reached a hand out and went to grab your arm but missed by an inch. "Please stop!" He begged as you slammed your hands on the bathroom door.

Stopping, Niall panted putting his hands beside you on the metal frame and panting on your shoulder blade.

He swallowed looking at you before one of his arms slid around your stomach. You already felt the sobs rising and the cries softly beginning. Being so tired and feeling so low, your body slowly slid to the floor. Niall slid with you and pulled you back into his chest.

"Let it out. Let it all out princess. It's just me." Niall cooed softly rocking you back and forth. You couldn't hold back anymore and let the first sob escape. Niall pulled your body sideways and hovered over your distressed frame as you wailed against him. He kissed your forehead and held your head close to his chest. His eyes began to blur up as he closed his eyes listening to you cry.

It was a heartbreaking sound for Niall. He wished he could take all the pain you were in away. He wanted to make you smile your gorgeous smile and kiss you until your hearts content. But he couldn't. And it killed him.

"Oh baby." He whispered as he kept the rocking going.

The boys crowd at the bunk bed door and watched the sad sight of you both.

"What's going on?" Louis whispered.

"I don't know. But whatever it is, Niall has it handled." Liam answered.

"He looks so sad." Harry muttered, tearing up already from just watching the two of you. His brother and sister in so much pain.

"He loves that girl to death. This would be killing him." Zayn spoke bluntly. Not wanting the emotion to portray within him.

"N-Niall!" You sobbed throwing your arms around his neck as he embraces you tightly against him.

"I-I'm right here." He chokes out letting a tear slip. The only tear he would let slide. He had to be strong. Strong for you.

"Let's leave them." Liam said, ushering the three other boys away. Leaving you both in your own sorrows and pains.

. . .

After a while, you sat on the bunk floor. In the same spot you were in when you came racing inside. Niall had you tightly on his lap and his hands still fisted to the back of your shirt. He was placing light kisses over one side of your head as you hid your face in his. It was damp and hot from all the tears and shaky breaths you had forced onto it. Niall didn't seem to care though.

"Ni-iall..." You choked out as Niall stopped kissing your skin and put his cheek against yours.

"Yes princess?" He asked, hanging off of your every word you had to say.

"I-I love y-you." You whimpered.

"I love you so much more (Y/N)." Niall said back slightly more passionate. Convincing you of each word. He ran a hand though your hair before holding you securely and standing up, picking you up in he process. Your legs dangle as you kept clung to him. "I think you need some rest." He muttered as you nodded, letting him bring you to a random bed and laying you down in it.

"Niall..." Your hands gripped his face as you pulled him closer. He closed his eyes and let your shaky lips touch his. "Stay." You muttered against his lips as he looked down at you. The only thing he saw was a broken girl. His broken girl.

"Ok." He answered sitting beside you before snuggling himself against you.

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