I wake up to the worst head ache in the world.

I turn over in my bed and hit something hard.

Another person?

I sit up and shake the person awake.

Niall.

"What the hell?" he asks.

In his perfect accent that i've missed so much.

"It's not even 9 yet Charl?!"

"We wake up in bed together and your worried about the time?!" I whisper/yell, head pounding from whatever I drank last night.

He chuckles deeply.

God his morning voice made me melt still.

"We've had sex before Charlie, Sleeping - clothed - in the same bed is no big deal."

I look at him as if he's crazy.

"Why don't you hate me?" I yell, all of a sudden, feeling pretty confused. "Why aren't you yelling at me right now?!"

"I could never hate you. Yeah, i'm mad. Yeah, you made me so angry and upset. I cried for fucking weeks. Questioning why you could do that to me. But, I still fucking love you-"

Damn you Horan, damn you.

"- plus you said some pretty stupid things last night and I wanted to stay to make sure you didn't try anything… and you only have one bed." He explained.

I looked down, ashamed.

"What did I tell you?" I whispered.

He put his hand on my bare knee and it sent a tingle to below my belly button.

"Not me, Harry." he sighed. "During lunch you both came here and you told him about Amelia and about how you… about how you, you know. You were so drunk. Then I showed up and Harry and I spoke for a while and then he left."

"Oh." was all I could say, how embarrassing.

They must think i'm a mess.

Niall lifted up my chin and looked me in the eyes.

He leaned in slowly until our lips were brushing against each others lightly.

"Now look missy, don't you dare try anything like that again okay?" he whispered, tears filling in his eyes.

I nod lightly, scared to talk incase our lips touch again.

"Do you still love me?" He whispers.

I nod again.

"I'll always love you." I tell him, honestly.

He grabs me by the hips and lifts me on top of him so I was straddling him on the bed before pulling down my head and kissing me passionately on the lips.

My god have I missed those lips.

I pull away and he rolls me over so he is on top before bending his head close to my ear.

I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he whispered;
"Then promise me you won't runaway again?" he almost begged.

"Sometimes we have to runaway from the people we love. Not because we don't love them, because we think they're worth more than ourselves."

"You're worth more than you think Charlotte, so much more."

He kisses me again and then rolls back over and cuddles me from behind.

It's not long until I hear light snores coming from his side of the bed that I realise;

I don't deserve Niall and I never will.

Notes

Okay, so if anyones confused.

In the year between the two fanfics;

• Charlotte leaves Niall (New Years Eve)
• Loses the baby (New Years Eve - Harry's baby)
• Only tells Lydia (who tells Zayn)
• Tries to kill herself - Lydia finds her and saves her.
• Goes back to her job - photographs the boys. (last update)
• Comes home (last update) tells Harry everything from baby to attempted suicide.
• Niall basically (the bit you don't see) tells Harry to leave and stays with Charlotte.
• (this update) they talk it out, semi-back together, not properly girlfriend and boyfriend yet.

ta-da, hope you all understand and what not, and I hope you still like it:)

Next update will be tomorrow:) x