Chapter 46
*Niall's P.O.V*
"Hey Ni," Her voice softly whispered as she sprawled her legs over the crevices on the couch. Small mounds of fabric bunched in between my thighs. My feet curled as I focused on the rippling leather. I didn't want to face her, I didn't want to hear her say anything that I knew would hurt me. "Ni," She cracks again. I shifted awkwardly to the edge of the sofa. The back's of my palms sweating puddles as her breathing staggered near me. Her breaths, each one, was yearning me to speak. I wouldn't, I didn't want to nor did I need too.
"Niall. I know you don't want to hear the truth but the truth is what it is and what its always going to be. Can't you accept that? She confessed reaching out towards me with her hands. I stayed cold as a rock trying to focus on the sound of her voice not the actual words she was speaking.
"Not everything in life is going to go your way," She curses.
"But not everything in life should go this way." I spoke quietly still not lifting my eyes to meet her gaze. I didn't want to see the glazed blue look of her eyes. I didn't want to feel the pain that stung us both over. I wanted to run away, to hide, to be with someone who wouldn't make me feel this pain. I wanted it to be her. Only her.
"We can't control what our fate becomes nor what we become,"
"That's a piece of bull shit that you've been feeding yourself for years." I gritted my teeth and slammed my eyes to meet hers. My fist curled into a ball as I saw her cheeks suck in for air. I couldn't help but keep wanting to say this shouldn't be happening, stop, stop while your ahead. But I just couldn't. The words wouldn't come out, nothing did. Just dry air.
"You don't know me. For god sake you don't know anything about me!" She shreaked throwing her hands up in the air.
'I know enough to know that your making a dumb ass mistake,"
"And so what? So what if I am? Isn't that better than staying cold and emotionless for the rest of my life. You've expressed that's the truth for basically the whole time I've known you. That's what I'm showing. I'm showing of how fucked up your mind is to think you know a single damn thing about my life. You know the cover story. The glazed over made up Sydney Martin,"
"Good to know I never knew the woman I loved." She stayed frozen. Completely stone frozen. My eyes were still locked with hers. Her eyes were cold, dark. Not the sort of lustful dark I had seen nearly nights before. The eyes that stung me in the heart worse than a knife ever could.
"Niall," Sydney yelped. "Niall wake up!" My eyes creased open as I sat up in a shocked and utterly terrified motion. My body was covered with sweat head to toe. Sydney held a sheet around her naked body as she looked at me with pure fear. Fear in what? I wasn't sure. Was she afraid of me? My breath was harsh and fast as I nearly choked myself for air. I looked down at the sheet between my legs. I was fully naked too. Nothing clothed my body but the layer of sweat. Sydney wrapped her arms around my neck nearly flinging herself over my body. She blanketed myself in comfort it made me relax immedietly.
"I thought you were having a heart attack," She panicked.
"No, I'm alright." I breathed out replying with my arms around her torso. It felt completely normal even if it was skin on skin. She didn't seem to mind. My eyes frantically searched her face to make sure she was calming down.
"I woke up to you thrashing around in the bed. Tears were running down your cheeks so fast and your body was heating up immensely. I didn't get worried until you started shreaking."
"It was just a nightmare," I reassured sitting up and placing her in my lap. Her legs straddled around my torso as we both sat in a 'criss-cross-apple sauce' kind of manner.
"Want to talk about it?" She inquired running her hands along my biceps.
"Maybe another time," I said. She nodded understandingly and leaned in to press a short kiss on my lips.
"Last night was..." She trailed off her cheeks becoming a thick shade of pink.
"Different," I blurted.
"Different?" She repeated cocking her eye brows.
"Different." I agreed. Her smile dropped and I automatically reached for her hands.
"You are never one to disappoint. The matter that you took the lead made everything an incredible different. I never get tired of you," I gushed her cheeks turning even darker shades of red.
"Now don't go all fifty shades of gray on me," She giggled rubbing her thumb over my knuckle.
"You're making me excited just thinking about it."
"Stop," She groaned slapping my arm playfully.
"I would be good for a round two," I wiggled my eye brows running my hands up her sides.
'Tempting, but I have plans today."
"Plans?" I questioned trying to not sound as clingy as possible. I failed because her grin made me feel all embarrassed. That was my job, to embarrass her.
"Since the weather has finally agreed with me today I'm going for a run." She stated.
"I could come with," I suggested seeing it was my day off still.
"Now as much as I know you'd love following behind me as I run around in spandex I don't think that's the best idea for the both of us."
"What? Would I distract you?" I teased rolling her onto the mattress.
"I was more thinking I would distract you," She teases back as I rolled on top of her body to hover over her.
"Fair enough,"
"You're cute," She spoke sarcastically.
"I know."
"And cocky too,"
"Makes two of us," I whispered shutting my eyes and hovering my mouth over her lips. I had her hands pinned underneath mine so her head threatened to connect our lips. I wouldn't let her as I taunted her pulling my head back wards. She moved her leg up to pull my back down so it fell between her body. My mouth nearly fell onto hers as she immediately locked our lips. As cheesy as it comes across, nearly a thousand butterflies were let loose in my stomach. The way her legs stayed ontop of my lower back and the way her mouth moved directly onto mine I couldn't help but melt into her body. But the night mare was daunting me at the back of my head. What it meant? I didn't know. Why I was upset or what we were fighting about? I had no clue. I just didn't want whatever was happening to be a reality.
*****
"You suck at this game," Harry booed tossing his wii remote, nearly missing the TV screen. I would of had to murder him if he broke my baby. I loved that thing more than life. So did Sydney, and she wouldn't have a problem of hurting Harry. That and Harry could definetly not out run Sydney.
"Speak for yourself." I teased grabbing a handful of popcorn off the coffee table.
"I love how we're the most popular band in the world and we can't even manage to win a game of guitar hero," Harry sulks taking a sip of his soda. Popcorn kernels lay all over the sofa near by him. Harry was such a slob. Even his worn in demin pants and flannel shirt had some butter stains from the snacks.
"Sydney beats me at karaoke, I have to believe all video games are rigged."
"Speak of the devil, how is she?"
"Good," I grin at the thought of her. "Really good."
"Rumour has it you too had a little fling last night," Harry wiggles his eye brows obnoxiously.
"Where do you hear these things?" I groan.
"No one told me," He shrugs. "But you just did."
"Where the hell would you even get that idea though? Do you secretly set up god damn video camera's around my flat?"
"That would mean I watched porn - no thanks."
"Ha-ha."
"But anywho, the way you kicked us out last night. It didn't take an idiot to find out what you were going to be doing behind closed doors,"
"You're a pig,"
"Guilty as charged," He chuckled taking another swig of his drink. "How was it, though?"
"Man, I'm not going to tell you how sex with Sydney was,"
"You never tell us anything good anymore," He whines.
"Wow, he's a man whore and a baby."
"You're banter is getting pretty low, mate. I'd think with Sydney you'd get a bit of practice or is your talking limited to how much she's moaning your name?"
"Shut up, will you?" I warned before feeling my phone vibrate underneath me. I looked down at the text message and smiled.
From Sydney: Just finished my run, I'll be back for dinner. How about we make some taco's? x
"What is it?" Harry questioned hopping over his couch to come sit next to me. I pulled away my phone from him. What are we in high school again? Truth be told Harry was such an immature lad.
"Its not naked pictures if that's what you were expecting."
"Been there, seen that." I shot him a glare before he surrendered sarcastically. I continued to listen to him drone on about something the press said, or some sports team that lost. I continued to text Sydney about how Taco's always seemed to make her tired. So we both agreed on breakfast for dinner instead.
Before I shoed Harry out he told me I better get cooking with something special with Sydney. He probably meant something sexual knowing him but I had better plans for her soon. It felt like we were dating but at the same time the title wasn't bothering me nearly as much as it had before. The only thing I wanted to know more than anything was to know that she would be mine.
Author's Note:
Next chapter is really cute :-)
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-Meredith