Rachel’s P.O.V.
I open eyes, and I am met by Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Liam. They are intently looking at us. Wait they are looking at us? I find my body intertwined with Niall’s. A smile comes across my face, and I blush. Louis laughs in amusement.

Niall is still asleep. I smile fondly at him, then I am met with an uncomfortable question. “What did the two of you do last night?” Zayn questions me smirk on his face. I am reluctant to answer. “Last night? What time is it?” I say in a panic. They respond all at once “9:50am.”
“Shit.” I think out loud, and they all peer at me.

I pull my phone from underneath me, trying not to wake Niall. I fail at the attempt. His eyes open, and I am met with a smile. He looks down at me and kisses my lips. Everyone else makes noise in the background. I smile into the kiss and blush. Niall pushes a piece of hair behind my ear, and looks into my eyes. “How did you sleep love?” he questions, and I feel my heart melt. His accent was just so hot, and he spoke a little huskily, because he was still waking up.

“I slept great.” I respond, like it's nothing. He looks at me and smirks. I continue to take my phone out. I have eight missed calls, and five text messages. Great now I am going to have to deal with all of this, after I just had the best night of my life. We only cuddled, but it was amazing. I felt the butterflies fluttering inside me, as I thought about what had happened. I wanted to pause the rest of the world, if only momentarily.

I look and see my mom, dad, and brother had all called me. I look into my text messages. “Where are you?” “Rachel are you okay?” “Call me when you get this.” and then this one “Where the fuck are you?” from Ronnie. Instantly my blood boils. I try to hide it from Niall, but he can see the anger in my face. I know at this point that everyone back home is going to be told that I was sleeping around while we were out here. I already have a reputation back home, and I am not saying that I am innocent; but most of the things going around were untrue.

“What’s wrong love?” He carefully questions me. “Nothing.” I respond with haste. He knows I am lying, but he doesn’t want to push it out of me. His eyes only look into mine with questions in them. I smile and playfully kiss his lips, teasing him a little hoping he will drop it. My phone vibrates, “It’s my mom.” I answer, and she yells into the phone. “Where the hell are you? You didn’t come back. You could have at least let me know you were going to stay out all night.” I knew I should have called her. “I am sorry, I didn’t plan to stay out all night.” I was being honest with her but I knew she was annoyed with me. I really didn’t know what to say, the line stayed silent. “I will be there a little later.” I tell her, and quickly hang up the phone.

Niall looked at me with concern in his eyes. “Everything is fine.” I assure him. Kindly he places his hand on my cheek and draws my face close to his. I smile uncontrollably, I don’t want to go, I want to stay here in his arms forever.

Niall’s P.O.V.

I don’t want to let her go, there is still so much about her that I want to know. I am not brave enough to ask her. I can see that she is broken, I see it when I look in her eyes. I want to know why. I want to know what I can do to heal those broken parts inside of her.
She won’t tell me what is wrong. I saw the messages on her phone. I become sympathetic as I look into her broken sole. I want to know what made her this way. I want so badly to know how to make her mine. I would never hurt her. I can see the fear written all over her face, maybe that’s why she ran away. “I ran away because I am not good enough for you.” Her eyes are cold. It is like she read my mind. “That isn’t for you to decide.” I look at her, and her eyes soften. The rest of the guys decide to give us a few more moments alone before she has to go.
As she gets up and gets ready to leave, tears fall from her face. My heart is breaking. I grab her arm and pull her into my chest. “Everything is going to be okay love.” I tell her trying to be reassuring. She doesn’t look up, she continues to sob into my chest. I can feel my shirt being dampened by her tears. “I don’t want to leave you, I am afraid.” She says as her voice cracks. “Afraid of what.” I say a bit confused. “I am afraid that when I leave this will be over, and I am not going to get the chance to see you again.” She mumbles into my chest.
“That won’t happen.” I tell her in an assertive tone. She looks at me like she wants to believe me, but somehow I don’t think she is buying it. She gives me a fake smile. I don’t let her walk away, I tighten my grip on her. “I will always be here.” I whisper into her ear in a hushed tone. She buries her head into my neck once again. I won’t leave this girl behind. She is all I can think about, there is no way I would let her go.
Rachel’s P.O.V.

I was getting up to leave, but I couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye. I know once I leave there is a good chance I will never see Niall again. I tried to hold back the tears, but I couldn’t. Niall pulled me into his chest, and the tears only fell harder. He promised me he would always be here, and it’s not that I don’t believe him; I just don’t see how it is realistic. Even if he really wanted to I couldn’t expect him to be with me. Niall interrupts my thoughts.

“This isn’t goodbye love.” He smiles at me. “Come to the show tonight?” He says in a question form. “I would love to.” A smile lights up my face. He walks toward the couch and picks up a bag that was placed next to it. He reaches in and comes back. “This ought to get you in.” He hands me backstage pass, Then he wraps his arms tight around me. We kiss for a good three minutes straight until all the oxygen left our bodies, then he asks me for my phone. I hand it to him and he programs his number into it, then calls his own phone and saves my number.

I continue to resist leaving him, but I know I have to go. For the last time he tightens his arms around me and kisses my lips, his tongue runs across them. I smirk knowing that he wants me to grant him access. He laughs and I bite his lip, then I let him explore the inside of my mouth. I don’t want to stop now but I pull away, instantly I blush. He looked into my eyes and I knew he wanted more, so did I. He knew I wanted it to, but he looked at me and his eyes soften. “See you in a few hours love.” He smiled at me, then he planted one last soft kiss on my lips. I start to walk away and turn around, not wanting to go. I know he wants me to stay to, but I have to go deal with this mess. “I’ll see you soon.” I nod and smile then I walk out.

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