People throw rocks at beautiful things

Niall led me outside to a porch area so we could catch up. I was nervous as hell, but not positive why.
We sat down on some lawn chairs and stared at each other waiting for the for the other to be the forts to break the silence. I cleared my throat, then said, "soo, how's the music career been?"

"Pretty spectacular, actually, being able to live my dream. How's pro football treating you? I've seen some of your games, you're a stellar player."

I blushed, knowing he had seen me play. No one really seemed to notice who I was, they just saw some pretty face and some skill. They didn't see anything besides that. And it's tough sometimes.

We continued to talk for about another 30 minutes or so before Cam pops her head outside, letting us know to come in for dinner. I hadn't even realized it was already getting dark. Niall mother twined his fingers with mine, giving me an unexplainable giddiness, them lead me inside. We sat down at the table next to each other, quickly joining into the dinner conversation. No one seemed to notice that our hands were still connected underneath the table.

Notes

Okay so I feel like absolute shit for not updating for 2 months, but I'm going to start updating more soon I promise. I've been going through a lot at school, and I'm currently pulling out of depression, I, really sorry I've mostly been focusing on that.
On a different note, what do you guys think of Ella and Niall? Any ship name suggestions? Comment ideas below:) oh and thanks a million to everyone who hasn't unsubscribed <3
~Sage @lovenallthelove