Just because of me...
Chapter 6
'I'llcaaaaaalyouuubabyyyy' One of the drunks says
Oh God have mercy,where is Niall?
'Don't mooove sweeetieee' The drunk speaks again,now grabbing my wrist
'I'll make you mine'
His mouth smells so disgusting I just want to vomit. Then someone's standing behind me.
Oh God save me now
'Hey!Leave her alone!!' The male voice shouts and as I turn around I realize it's Niall talking to the drunk who now tries to touch me roughly
'I'll see you later babyy,don't forget' And with this words the drunk goes,leaving me there speechless
'Is everything ok?' Niall asks me softly,waiting for a response
'Y-Yes.I-I think so' That's everything I can manage now
'Thank you for saving me' I whisper shyly
'No problem,love' He hugs me tight and I start crying
I'm not just crying because of being touched by drunks but also because of everything that happend to me.
My mum,this case with my dad,my so-called friends
I just feel empty and helpless.Thank heaven that Niall is there for me
'Come let's go' He whispers and we head into his car
He tries to make me feel better,telling jokes and everything and i do feel better now
'Here we are' He finallys says,parking his car in a carpark which belongs to a storey building.
So we stalk into the elevator.
'Which floor?' I ask,for the love of God,not knowing why
'10' He finally says smiling
So there we go.As we reach his door,we enter into his apartement,which looks fantastic.
It looks like I expected it to look like but better.
In the livingroom there's a flag of Ireland,which looks simply amazing,hang over a plain white wall and under the flag is a white leather couch.On the opposite is a big,black flatscreen tv.In the hallway are records of the boys hanging on the wall,which looks really cute.
I go to his bedroom and I see beige walls,a king-sized brown-beige bed with a wardrobe in the same style and an Irish young man,changing his clothes and I couldn't stop watching at his perfect shaped body.
'What?'He says smiling,making me wake up from an oh-is-this-boy-so-sexy dream.
'Nothing' I say,feeling the blood pounting in my cheeks
'Ok' He smirks at me and beckons me to come to him,because he's now lying in this big bed.
So I change myself,now wearing Niall's shirt and lie in the bed,spooning with him.
'You wanted to tell me why you're angry with your dad?' He whispers into my ear
'Because he doesn't want me to have contact with you,just because he doesn't know you.This is stupid,isn't it?'
'I have nothing against getting to know your dad?What do you think about it?'
'It would be fantastic,but my dad is really over-protective.It's maybe going to be uncomfortable for you.I don't want to bother you with my problems.'
'You don't.Not at all.I would really like to show your dad,that I'm a good one.'
'So you're a good one?' I smirk at him
'Don't you think so,Ms.Porter?'
'Of course I do,Mr Horan' We start laughing,really loud and it's such a relief being with him.
'Ok' I finally say after laughing a lot 'You get to know my dad'
Oh God have mercy,where is Niall?
'Don't mooove sweeetieee' The drunk speaks again,now grabbing my wrist
'I'll make you mine'
His mouth smells so disgusting I just want to vomit. Then someone's standing behind me.
Oh God save me now
'Hey!Leave her alone!!' The male voice shouts and as I turn around I realize it's Niall talking to the drunk who now tries to touch me roughly
'I'll see you later babyy,don't forget' And with this words the drunk goes,leaving me there speechless
'Is everything ok?' Niall asks me softly,waiting for a response
'Y-Yes.I-I think so' That's everything I can manage now
'Thank you for saving me' I whisper shyly
'No problem,love' He hugs me tight and I start crying
I'm not just crying because of being touched by drunks but also because of everything that happend to me.
My mum,this case with my dad,my so-called friends
I just feel empty and helpless.Thank heaven that Niall is there for me
'Come let's go' He whispers and we head into his car
He tries to make me feel better,telling jokes and everything and i do feel better now
'Here we are' He finallys says,parking his car in a carpark which belongs to a storey building.
So we stalk into the elevator.
'Which floor?' I ask,for the love of God,not knowing why
'10' He finally says smiling
So there we go.As we reach his door,we enter into his apartement,which looks fantastic.
It looks like I expected it to look like but better.
In the livingroom there's a flag of Ireland,which looks simply amazing,hang over a plain white wall and under the flag is a white leather couch.On the opposite is a big,black flatscreen tv.In the hallway are records of the boys hanging on the wall,which looks really cute.
I go to his bedroom and I see beige walls,a king-sized brown-beige bed with a wardrobe in the same style and an Irish young man,changing his clothes and I couldn't stop watching at his perfect shaped body.
'What?'He says smiling,making me wake up from an oh-is-this-boy-so-sexy dream.
'Nothing' I say,feeling the blood pounting in my cheeks
'Ok' He smirks at me and beckons me to come to him,because he's now lying in this big bed.
So I change myself,now wearing Niall's shirt and lie in the bed,spooning with him.
'You wanted to tell me why you're angry with your dad?' He whispers into my ear
'Because he doesn't want me to have contact with you,just because he doesn't know you.This is stupid,isn't it?'
'I have nothing against getting to know your dad?What do you think about it?'
'It would be fantastic,but my dad is really over-protective.It's maybe going to be uncomfortable for you.I don't want to bother you with my problems.'
'You don't.Not at all.I would really like to show your dad,that I'm a good one.'
'So you're a good one?' I smirk at him
'Don't you think so,Ms.Porter?'
'Of course I do,Mr Horan' We start laughing,really loud and it's such a relief being with him.
'Ok' I finally say after laughing a lot 'You get to know my dad'
Notes
Do you think it's a good idea? Will Jordan stay at Niall's or will she go back home?comment and tell me what you think
xx justteenagedirtbags
10/21/13