Saving Grace (Narry)

Nine

This time the waiting would be entirely different since I could practically get up and walk into a room with a man who resembled Grace.

"Come on," Niall spoke into my ear from over my shoulder, lightly touching his fingertips to my arm to let me know that it was time for me to sit down and wait. 

All I could do was nod and try not to look around to see if people were looking at us. We seemed to be the only same-sex couple based on assumption of my observations alone. After I was sat in the chair, I drummed my hand onto my thighs and sent a smile over to the person who was sat nearest to us. The woman smiled next to me while the man flipped through a magazine about trains. 

I don't really know how long we waited because Niall wouldn't let me check the time in any way. I knew there was a clock on the wall but if I tried to get up Niall would stop me with his hand and hold me back. I should have lied and told him that I had a nervous bladder. He'd let me get up if he thought my health was doing poorly. 

The door had opened and a chatty couple walked out with a woman with a clipboard. They thanked her and then left down the hall to go out the door. 

"Mr.," the woman peered down at her clipboard, her eyes reading over whatever it said on it. Then she looked up again, with the same smile she always wore whenever she came out to call in the next couple. "Mr. Styles and Mr. Horan?" She called out to the room.

Niall was the first to acknowledge our existence to the room, which the woman nodded to. Then Niall put his hand on my arm and told me that it was time for us to do this. I took in a few deep breaths and let them out just before I stood up. Again, Niall had stood up first and waited until I came around before we moved forward. 

When the three of us approached the office door of Mr. Zayn Mailk, the woman asked us if we were ready to go inside. I couldn't help but to look to Niall for support as I took in a struggled breath. I began to nod once Niall did towards me.

"We're ready." Niall stated before chuckling and placing his hand on my shoulder. "This one's been ready for a while now." His face broke into a smile once I turned my head to look at him again to give him a look.

"All right then, let's get you two inside." She replied, sounded happier as she reached over for the door handle to open it.

I couldn't help but take in a another breath. Soon enough Louis Tomlinson  would finally have a face to his words. I could honestly say I've tried to figure out what Louis and Grace could have possibly looked liked but my mind would make these people out to be For all I knew Grace could look more like her mother, who we would never meet.

"It's just down this hallway here." She explained, pointing in front of her with her pen. Once she stopped to the door she knocked on it before she heard that we were allowed inside. She leaned on the door and motioned for us to walk in. "This is Mr. Horan and Mr. Styles." She nodded before she left. 

I looked straight ahead once I was finally met with both Louis Tomlinson and Zayn Malik, both sat in fold-out chairs and I recognised Zayn from the picture he had recently posted on the website. That could only mean that the man with brunet hair and a cheery smile was Louis Tomlinson. From where  I was standing I couldn't tell what color his eyes were. I wondered what physical appearances Grace shared with Louis. 

"Welcome to the London facility of A Heart to Hold." Zayn Malik greeted the two of us as he stood up from his chair, walking towards us with his arm extended out to us. He walked over to Niall first. "It's nice to meet you, Mr.?" 

"I'm Niall Horan."  Niall responded as he reached his own hand forward to firmly shake Zayn's. His other arm crossed over to point to me. "This is Harry Styles, my partner." He finished with a smile.