Remember My Love

Niall's POV

I need to do this. For her safety.

"So I've been thinking, and..." I sat Leyla down on a bench in the garden, "I think we should get a few guards."

"Guards?" Leyla's eyes widened, "Like person guards?"

"No no. That's too far. I don't like having so many people in the house, even with Mark and Bertha." Mark and Bertha were our chefs and maids both. I sent them away on a vacation after the accident happened."I mean like guarding the perimeter and in the house."

"I think even that's too far. But if you want me to be as safe as possible, I'm ok with it." Leyla smiled.

I forced a smile back. I just wanted her to be safe. I won't let him hurt her. Not again.

*Flash back*

"N-no. Please." I heard Leyla's terrified voice down the hall. Step by step, I followed her voice through out the house.

"Stop resisting." Another voice spoke frustratedly, and then I heard a loud slap like a whip and Leyla's whimper. Then I snapped. I burst through the door that I was led to by the voices, to see a sight that broke my heart into pieces. Leyla, with her top off and skirt being removed bye that bastard I never trusted. Mathias had his shirt off onto top of Leyla, pressing her onto the bed. I charged at Mathias, pulling him off of her.

"You bitch! Get away from her!" I yelled, full of rage.

I punched Mathias in the jaw which made him stumble backwards. He tried to punch back, but as drunk as he was I dodged the punch easily. I threw another punch to face, an upper cut, and a punch to the stomach. By now I couldn't control myself and Mathias couldn't fight back. A final blow to his head, and he was knocked out. I stood there panting over his unconscious body. I finally turned to Leyla, who had been crying with make up running down her reddened cheeks. I hug her tightly, for what felt like forever and cupped her face brushing the tears away.

"A-Are you ok? Did h-he hit you?" I stutter.

Leyla brushed my cheek with her own thumb. I hadn't realized I had been crying. "I'm fine. Thank you, Niall." She wrapped her arms around my neck. "Please take me home." She whispered. I lifted her up by her thighs and carried her outside to the car.

"W-what happened?" Jackson looked from me to Leyla back and forth. Jackson and I went to pick up Leyla from Mathias' house to take her out with some other friends looking for fun. But I found him hurting her. Jackson drove back to the apartment she rented with Amy. I sat with her, in the back, holding her close in my lap, whispering, "It's ok" and "I won't let him hurt you anymore" I knew he had been hurting her when he was drunk, but not like this. She didn't want me to tell anyone. Only Amy and I knew.

*End of flashback*

We were just good friends at the time. I asked her out a month later.

"Thank you for understanding." I squeezed her hand, "I just want you safe. I love you." This time, I kisses her lips. Her lips were even warmer, sweeter, and softer than I remembered. It felt like I hadn't kissed her in years instead of 4 days. She kissed back, thankfully. I was nervous she might not feel comfortable with me yet. She leaned forward and deepened the kiss. I wanted her so bad. We slowly pulled away. I looked into her eyes and knew we were thinking the same thing. Upstairs. Bedroom. Now.

Notes

OMG! So I actually had 600+ views! Thank you! And a 10.0 rating!! OMG YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST! I hope I can get to 1000 views in the next weeks, but I'll still be posting at a "normal" rate. The next chapter...Is...Smutty! So be prepared! It will be my first smut scene! It will be awkward for me.