Attention - Niall Horan story

Chapter 10

*Niall's P.O.V*

When Lucy walked away I broke down into tears. I sat on the floor against the wall with my knees huddled up against my chest, crying into them. I ruined everything. She used to actually have a crush on me and now she hates me.

Well she said she didn't, she said she only hated what I'd done but it's practically the same thing really. I couldn't stop myself when she was crying to just take her into my arms, even if she was trying to push me away I never wanted to let her go. When she stopped trying and we were just still together, I felt so happy with her but I know she doesn't feel the same way.

Not anymore anyway.

I was still crying when Zayn came out to talk to me.

"Hey bro" he said softly and sat down next to me. He wrapped one arm around my shoulder and tried to comfort me. It didn't really work but I appreciated his effort to try.

I wiped away my tears and stood up. I don't know where Lucy has gone but she has to come back sometime. And until she does I will wait for her.

When I walked into the living room the boys all gave me a hug telling me it would alright. But i know that it won't. It never will be unless I have Lucy.

All this time when I have been being rude to her I was happy because then I was able to talk to her. Get noticed by her. But now I realise how stupid that was. I should have just told her how I felt in the first place.

I sat down on the sofa with the other lads and we put a film on to try and take my mind off of Lucy.

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The film had just finished when suddenly the door burst open.

"Ayy you're all still awake!" Someone shouted.

Lucy.

And I can already tell that she's absolutely wasted.

She walked towards us stumbling on her way.

"Ah yes! I love drunk Lucy! She's even more fun than normal!" Louis shouted.

She giggled and scruffed up his hair with her hand.

"Hmm would you look at that I have no where to sit" she pouted.

I don't want to take advantage of her, but maybe because she's drunk she won't be mad at me.

It's worth a shot.

"You can sit on my lap" I said patting my knees with my hands.

She looked over at me before smiling and walking over to me and plopping herself onto my lap. She laid sort of side wards so that her legs were across my knees and her head was buried into my neck and one arm was across my waist. I was surprised as to how she chose to sit but I'm definitely not complaining.

And I don't think she's mad at me now.

Or at least since she's drunk.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her close to me. This is how I always want it to be. The only difference being her actually knowing what she's doing instead of being out of her head and probably not remembering any of this tomorrow.

"So what you guys doing?" She asked.

"We just finished watching a film" I replied.

"Oo what one?" She asked me.

"Finding Nemo" i told her and she started giggling.

"What?" I asked her.

"Niall always cries at that film" she said.

What no I don't! Okay well I may have cried this time but I was still upset over her.

Okay maybe it was because of the film but it's a sad film!

"wait a minute" she said staring at me.

She moved her position so that now she had one leg on either side of me and she was on her knees straddling my lap. She leaned in closer looking at all of the features on my face.

What the hell is she doing? And why is she sitting on me like this? Again.. Not that I'm complaining or anything.

"You look like Niall you know" she told me.

I heard all of the boys laugh. Does she not know she is talking to me?

Wait a minute.. If she doesn't know she's talking to me maybe I can get her to say how she feels about me. Not that I should believe what she says as she won't know what's coming out of her mouth when she's in this state.

But oh well, maybe I will hear what I've always wanted to hear.

She started to play with my hair running her fingers through my quiff. She started to stare into my eyes.

"But Niall has nicer eyes than you, his are more beautiful" she said giggling again.

Well I wasn't expecting that. My eyes are more beautiful than my own? That doesn't make any sense but I don't care because she thinks I have nice eyes. I couldn't help the goofy grin forming on my face.

"But shh don't tell him I said that" she told me pressing her finger to my lips.

"I won't" I chuckled.

I could see all of the boys laughing at what she's saying. And probably laughing at how happy I am about it.

She smiled at me but then let out a big yawn.

"You tired?" I asked her.

She nodded resting her head and hand on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her again.

Soon enough she'd falling asleep on me. I didn't think I should wake her up so instead I picked her up and carried her to her room.

I tried laying her down on the bed but she wouldn't unhook her arms from around my neck. I didn't really know what to do because I didn't want to wake her. So I thought I should just lay down with her and maybe eventually she will let go. But I really don't want her to.