Simon's Daughter
Chapter 15
Julia's POV:
I layed on my bed, just staring at the ceiling. I hadn't gone out of my room since the incident. I didn't feel like facing my father. I'd rather just...lie here. Christa was in the other room speaking with her mom---my aunt--- and I was left alone in my room. Disturbing me from my thoughts, I heard my phone buzz. I turned on my side and looked at the text. A smile quickly grew on my face.
Niall: Still up for later tonight? Might give you a chance to clear your head :)
Me: Of course. Wouldn't miss it for the world.
Niall: Great, I'll see you around 8!
Me: Not sure if I'm in trouble or not, so don't come to the front door. Just text when you're here and I'll meet you down there. :)
Niall: Got it. See you soon!
It was almost seven, so I decided to get ready. He didn't tell me to dress a certain way, so I just chose casual. I pulled on some black cut leggings with a tank top, and some black boots. I threw my hair into a messy bun putting no effort what-so-ever into it (http://camrynmclen1.polyvore.com/).
"Hey Jules, where ya headed to?" Christa asked, walking into my room as I grabbed my phone,checking my twitter. My twitter blew up with tons of rude comments and tweets from One Direction fans.
'You're such a slut. Stay away from Niall!'
'Niall doesn't like you. Nobody does!'
'What a whore...'
'GO DIE.'
And those weren't even all of them. I felt tears forming in my eyes, but I quickly pushed them back. "Uh, I'm going out somewhere with Niall. To take my mind off of things." I shrugged my shoulders and exited my twitter. I couldn't stand to look at those mean tweets any longer.
"Oh, I see." I looked up at Christa who had a smirk on her face.
"It's not like that. We're just two best friends hanging out." I rolled my eyes, and glared at her. Interrupting our conversation, we heard something tapping on the window. We both turned our heads to the window and walked over to it, opening it.
"Down here!" I heard a whisper. We looked down and saw Niall. I laughed and Christa smiled. "What? You told me not to go to the door, so I came to the window." He smiled. Christa and I looked at each other and laughed. I shook my head, and motioned for Christa to help me down. I climbed out, and Niall caught me from the bottom, helping me down to the ground.
"Cover for me?" I asked Christa, and she nodded.
"Don't be too late!" She said, pointing at us.
"We won't!" Niall replied, all of our voices still in a whisper. With that, Christa closed the window, and Niall led me to his car which was parked a block away so my dad didn't see.
"So can you finally tell me where we're going?" I asked, whining.
"Nope. You'll just have to wait and see." He said, opening the car door for me. I thanked him, and he went around to the other side.
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"Okay, close your eyes." He instructed me. I did as he told me, and he helped lead me to wherever the hell we were going to. "Just in case you open, I'm doing this." He placed his hand over my eyes and I laughed.
"Whatver." Was all I said. Finally, we stopped walking and he uncovered my eyes. My eyes widened and a smile grew on my face. Niall had decided to take me to the London Eye. I've lived in London my whole life and I had never been on the London Eye. My mother passed away when I was four, and my father never had time to take me. I would go with a friend, but I didn't really have any. I never really thought about going with Christa, but then again we couldn't be seena round a lot.
"It closes at nine-thirty, so let's get going." He smiled, and we walked together over to it.
"How'd you know I've always wanted to ride the London Eye!?" I asked, with a huge smile on my face.
"I may have gotten that information from your helpful cousin." He winked at me, and laughed. After about ten minutes, we got into one of the pods, and we sat down, facing each other.
"Is there a certain reason you brought me here?" I asked, just curious.
Niall's POV:
"Is there a certain reason you brought me here?" Her voice showed no sign of rudeness to it, just curiosity.
"Well when Christa told me you've always wanted to go here, I thought it would help you cool down. After...earlier..." I stated, shrugging my shoulders. She just gave me a smile in return, then looked down. "Is everything okay?" I asked, afraid that I said soemthing wrong.
"Yeah. Everything's...great." She said sighing.
"Jules, I know you're lying to me." raised my eyebrows, and she took a deep breath.
"There's just a lot on my mind right now..." she sighed.
"Is it about what happened between you and Uncle Simon?" I asked. She nodded her head.
"Niall I---" Not even able to get her words out, she covered her face with her hands and I could tell she was about to cry.
"It's okat to cry you know." I said, scotting over to her, chuckling lightly.
"I don't want to cry in front of you." She said, but her words were muffled.
"Why? I thought we were best friends?" I asked.
"We are. I just---" She took a deep breath and sighed. I wrapped my arm around her. and she leaned into me, letting the last of her tears flow.
"It's okay, Jules. You can cry in front of me." I smiled, and put my head on top of hers. I hated seeing her like this. She looked so weak and vulnerable.
Julia's POV:
The reason I was crying is obviously what happened earlier between my father and I. I hated fighting with him. I barely got to see him sometimes, and I didn't want to fight with him when I did. I really hated whoever sent that picture to my dad. I don't even know what I was thinking when I kissed Niall. It was a mistake. We don't even like each other like that. At least I don't think. Whatver. If I ever find out who keeps sending those pictures, they probably won't live to see another day.
I layed on my bed, just staring at the ceiling. I hadn't gone out of my room since the incident. I didn't feel like facing my father. I'd rather just...lie here. Christa was in the other room speaking with her mom---my aunt--- and I was left alone in my room. Disturbing me from my thoughts, I heard my phone buzz. I turned on my side and looked at the text. A smile quickly grew on my face.
Niall: Still up for later tonight? Might give you a chance to clear your head :)
Me: Of course. Wouldn't miss it for the world.
Niall: Great, I'll see you around 8!
Me: Not sure if I'm in trouble or not, so don't come to the front door. Just text when you're here and I'll meet you down there. :)
Niall: Got it. See you soon!
It was almost seven, so I decided to get ready. He didn't tell me to dress a certain way, so I just chose casual. I pulled on some black cut leggings with a tank top, and some black boots. I threw my hair into a messy bun putting no effort what-so-ever into it (http://camrynmclen1.polyvore.com/).
"Hey Jules, where ya headed to?" Christa asked, walking into my room as I grabbed my phone,checking my twitter. My twitter blew up with tons of rude comments and tweets from One Direction fans.
'You're such a slut. Stay away from Niall!'
'Niall doesn't like you. Nobody does!'
'What a whore...'
'GO DIE.'
And those weren't even all of them. I felt tears forming in my eyes, but I quickly pushed them back. "Uh, I'm going out somewhere with Niall. To take my mind off of things." I shrugged my shoulders and exited my twitter. I couldn't stand to look at those mean tweets any longer.
"Oh, I see." I looked up at Christa who had a smirk on her face.
"It's not like that. We're just two best friends hanging out." I rolled my eyes, and glared at her. Interrupting our conversation, we heard something tapping on the window. We both turned our heads to the window and walked over to it, opening it.
"Down here!" I heard a whisper. We looked down and saw Niall. I laughed and Christa smiled. "What? You told me not to go to the door, so I came to the window." He smiled. Christa and I looked at each other and laughed. I shook my head, and motioned for Christa to help me down. I climbed out, and Niall caught me from the bottom, helping me down to the ground.
"Cover for me?" I asked Christa, and she nodded.
"Don't be too late!" She said, pointing at us.
"We won't!" Niall replied, all of our voices still in a whisper. With that, Christa closed the window, and Niall led me to his car which was parked a block away so my dad didn't see.
"So can you finally tell me where we're going?" I asked, whining.
"Nope. You'll just have to wait and see." He said, opening the car door for me. I thanked him, and he went around to the other side.
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"Okay, close your eyes." He instructed me. I did as he told me, and he helped lead me to wherever the hell we were going to. "Just in case you open, I'm doing this." He placed his hand over my eyes and I laughed.
"Whatver." Was all I said. Finally, we stopped walking and he uncovered my eyes. My eyes widened and a smile grew on my face. Niall had decided to take me to the London Eye. I've lived in London my whole life and I had never been on the London Eye. My mother passed away when I was four, and my father never had time to take me. I would go with a friend, but I didn't really have any. I never really thought about going with Christa, but then again we couldn't be seena round a lot.
"It closes at nine-thirty, so let's get going." He smiled, and we walked together over to it.
"How'd you know I've always wanted to ride the London Eye!?" I asked, with a huge smile on my face.
"I may have gotten that information from your helpful cousin." He winked at me, and laughed. After about ten minutes, we got into one of the pods, and we sat down, facing each other.
"Is there a certain reason you brought me here?" I asked, just curious.
Niall's POV:
"Is there a certain reason you brought me here?" Her voice showed no sign of rudeness to it, just curiosity.
"Well when Christa told me you've always wanted to go here, I thought it would help you cool down. After...earlier..." I stated, shrugging my shoulders. She just gave me a smile in return, then looked down. "Is everything okay?" I asked, afraid that I said soemthing wrong.
"Yeah. Everything's...great." She said sighing.
"Jules, I know you're lying to me." raised my eyebrows, and she took a deep breath.
"There's just a lot on my mind right now..." she sighed.
"Is it about what happened between you and Uncle Simon?" I asked. She nodded her head.
"Niall I---" Not even able to get her words out, she covered her face with her hands and I could tell she was about to cry.
"It's okat to cry you know." I said, scotting over to her, chuckling lightly.
"I don't want to cry in front of you." She said, but her words were muffled.
"Why? I thought we were best friends?" I asked.
"We are. I just---" She took a deep breath and sighed. I wrapped my arm around her. and she leaned into me, letting the last of her tears flow.
"It's okay, Jules. You can cry in front of me." I smiled, and put my head on top of hers. I hated seeing her like this. She looked so weak and vulnerable.
Julia's POV:
The reason I was crying is obviously what happened earlier between my father and I. I hated fighting with him. I barely got to see him sometimes, and I didn't want to fight with him when I did. I really hated whoever sent that picture to my dad. I don't even know what I was thinking when I kissed Niall. It was a mistake. We don't even like each other like that. At least I don't think. Whatver. If I ever find out who keeps sending those pictures, they probably won't live to see another day.
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5/16/14