Saving Niall

Chapter ThirtySix-Unexpected Friend

It's been a week since Niall's mum and I had that heart to heart conversation, and she's been actually really supportive of Niall and I showing affection to one and other.

Niall and I were sitting in a park about ten minutes away from the lake house, enjoying our time in Ireland.
The sound of birds chirps echoed the small park as the bitter winds rustled the tall dark green pine and maple trees.
The green-green grass was covered in a thin layer of dew and dirt. 
As the old swings swung lazily with the wind, causing them to creak, Niall wrapped his arm around my shoulder, tightly but carefully.
He swept away the wavy blondes out of my electric blue eyes and covered my forehead and cheekbones with long and warm kisses. 
Grumbling, I faced away from him and wrapped my arms around his neck and softly laid the back of my head on his shoulder. 
"Why are you so beautiful?" He whispered, kissing down my neck.
Closing my eyes to the sound of the peaceful winds and birds, I smiled.
Never in my day had I ever heard someone say I'm beautiful with so much lust and compassion in their tone. 
"Because you make me that way?" I suggested, slightly turning my head to leave a small peck on the peak of his jawline.
He nuzzled his face into my neck and grinned, breathing softly and slowly.
"Are you nervous?" I questioned, opening my eyes to find birds soaring above the trees.
Hearing him sigh, he responded.
"For what, princess?" He asked, unsure and nervous.
"Getting married of course." I added, trying not to make him feel pressured.
Niall nodded and kissed my neck one more time.
"Only because I'm going to get you for the rest of my life." He murmured.
Turning around, I sat in his lap and played with his shoe laces.
"I'm only Aria, theres nothing too exciting about me." I confessed, retying his shoe.
Warm arms slithers through my waist.
"You, Aria are my world. Everything I get excited about is because of you." Niall protested, cooing into my ear.

Getting back to the lake house, the sun began to go down, leaving its colorful mark on the waters. 
Holding Niall's hand and walking on the dirt road, I noticed another shiny car parked in front of the house's entrance.
"It can't be?" Niall breathed.
My eyes widened in confusion as I looked at him.
"Ni, babe, who is it?" I asked, rubbing the side of my cold arm.
He shook his head, not looking away from the car.
"It's just an old friend from school named Marta, I think." He explained, dragging me towards the house.
Groaning, I stepped on an extremely sharp rock, penetrating my flip flop.
"You okay princess?" He hastily asked, opening the side door or the house.
Biting my lip as I saw a little blood, I nodded.
Niall dragged me into the house and stopped in his tracks.
"Niall?" A tall and tan girl asked, clearly surprised.
Her hair was a dark golden brown, tucked carefully behind her ears.
I envied her eyes which were the color of a golden carmel, but barely could I see them, the were hidden with excitement in her expression.
My cheeks burned bright as I saw her body expression change from good girl to flirty.
"Marta?" Niall gasped. 
Moments later, she was in his arms, bear hugging.
I looked over at Niall's large family and motioned a confused expression.
Niall's mum simply looked down at the ground, doomed.
Mouthing, she told me who Marta was.
"His old girlfriend," she mouthed.

I furrowed my eyebrows and crossed my arms, pure jealousy rose inside my chest.
"Oh, Marta, I want you to meet someone very special to me." Niall grinned, not looking away from her.
Putting my best smile on, I walked towards them.
I didn't want to start of vicious, I might be getting the wrong idea.
"Aria, this is Marta, my close friend." Niall explained.
I could see the girl tense up at her new label, friend.
"Marta, this is Aria, my soon-to-be wife." He announced, softly moving me over to her.
"Hi, its very nice to meet you." I grinned, shaking her hand.
She did nothing but smirk.
"Ni, I didn't know you were getting married?" She snapped, hiding it with a smile.
 Niall grinned and slid his hands in his back pocket.
"Just purposed a month ago." He explained, sighing pleasurably.
Biting my lip again, I looked down at my foot and noticed more blood.
"Aria, you okay?" Paul asked, stepping away from his wife.
Sighing, I nodded.
"Yeah, just stepped on a sharp rock." I tried to explain, hopefully not sounding like a fool. 
He nodded and pointed to the loo.
"Better clean that up, you don't want it to get infected."
Nodding, I walked away.
"Princess! Want any help?"
I turned around and saw Niall pointing at my foot.
I scrunched my lips and shook my head.
"Its fine, Marta and you should get caught up." I beamed, walking into the small room.

As I cleaned my foot, I heard laughter and talking from the stained glass window. 
Sitting up off the bathtub, I saw Niall and his little friend walking by the water shore with their shoes in their hands.
She looked interested, too interested.
"Remember when we use to date?" She brought up.
I bit my lip hard, hoping she wouldn't make the topic worse.
Niall nervously chuckled and nodded, looking down at the rocky sand.
"Yeah, but that was a long time ago. I'm happy with Aria."
Looking away from the open window, I sat down and smiled.
He thought of me.
Putting a band-aid on my foot, I left the loo and sat on the porch to read some of the tweets I got.
From my left ear, I could hear them talking, a little too low.
"Why are you with her? Weren't you happy with me?" She pressured.
Looking up, I stalked them with my eyes.
"Marta, I'm sorry, I can't. I love Aria, more than anyone." He protested.
"But don't I deserve to see if you still love me?" She croaked.
I gasped and covered my mouth, hoping they wouldn't know I'm outside.
"What do you want them?" Niall hastily asked.
There was a silence.
"Kiss me, just once. I miss your touch." She whined.
A tear slid down my cheek, and I ran from the porch to the waters.
"Niall!" I shouted, but it was too late.
Her arms were around his shoulders and his lips were pressed against hers.
More tears slid down my face as I wiped them away.
"Niall..." I whispered, dropping my arms from my chest.
He pulled away and looked at me.
"Aria, please it isn't what you think!" He begged.
Shaking my head, I walked backwards, away from him.
"No, you kissed her. It counts." I croaked, running towards the house.
Once I walked in, Niall's mum followed.
Slamming the bedroom door, she banged on it, clearly worried.
"Aria!"
This time, it was Niall.
I slid down the wall and covered my face in my knees.
"Go away! I hate you!" I shouted over the tears.
Niall ruined everything...Again... 

For another hour, he kept banging his fists on the door.
I could tell they were getting cramped up.
Every thump, he whimpered in pain.
Soon, I heard his body slid down the white door and onto the floor.
Moving closer to the opposite side of the door, I stuck my ear on the door.
I could feel his back jolt with every whimper.
He was crying.
The love of my life was crying.