Niall's POV
I wake up to an empty bed. At first I'm not scared, because I've grown used to it. Then I see Clary's room, the clouds and her paint easel. I see my clothes in a pile next to the bed. I rub my eyes and swing my legs out of bed. I'm sitting there soaking up everything. Then I hear piano…and then her voice. I wander out to see her playing a beautiful song.

I can't sleep tonight
Wide awake and so confused
Everything's in line
But I am bruised
I need a voice to echo
I need a light to take me home
I kinda need a hero
Is it you?

I never see the forest for the trees
I could really use your melody
Baby I'm a little blind
I think it's time for you to find me

Can you be my nightingale?
Sing to me
I know you're there
You could be my sanity
Bring me peace
Sing me to sleep
Say you'll be my nightingale

Somebody speak to me
Cause I'm feeling like hell
Need you to answer me
I'm overwhelmed
I need a voice to echo
I need a light to take me home
I need a star to follow
I don't know

I never see the forest for the trees
I could really use your melody
Baby I'm a little blind
I think it's time for you to find me

Can you be my nightingale?
Sing to me
I know you're there
You could be my sanity
Bring me peace
Sing me to sleep
Say you'll be my nightingale

I don't know what I'd do without you
Your words are like a whisper cutting through
As long as you are with me here tonight
I'm good

Can you be my nightingale?
Feels so close
I know you're there
Oh, nightingale
Sing to me
I know you're there
'Cause baby you're my sanity
You bring me peace
Sing me to sleep
Say you'll be my nightingale

Oh
Mm, mm
Mm

I just stand in the door way while watching her pour her heart into the song. I smile at her. She's amazing…so beautiful, her fingers run over the keys with such grace. Her voice just warms you. I see why Matt fell for her so easily. Anyone would if they saw her play the piano and sing. She stops and just sits there for a bit. And that's when I see the exhaustion in her posture. I see her weakness in her movements that were once so graceful. I then think how long has she been up? Could she not sleep? I peel off the doorframe and walk over to her. I turn her around so she's facing me. "Clary…you look tired…come back to bed…its too early. You need sleep baby." She shakes her head, still refusing to look at me.
"I can't sleep…I get nightmares." I put my hand under her chin and lift her head so our eyes our locked.
"Clary…talk to me." I have no idea what time it is. But judging by the sky I say it's not before 5am. She looks at me and I see tears threatening to fall. So in one fluid motion I scoop her up and carry her back to bed. I lay her down then climb in, pulling her into me. She takes a deep breath and sits up. "Niall…I have nightmares about the accident. I just relive it…every night and every time I have to go into a car. I see it in slow motion. All I hear is the sound of metal getting smushed and the tires screeching. I see blood splattering. I see it all again and again. Sometimes I can make myself stop thinking about it but sometimes I'm trapped in my own mind. Held hostage by the memories. It's just hard sometimes…" I lay there…thinking over the words and the past few days. This was really taking a toll on her. Maybe I should get her to see someone.
"Clary…it will be okay…I'll always be here. You know that. Come to me whenever you need to. I'll drop whatever I am doing for you. I just want to see that shine in your eyes again." Then came the water works. I kissed her head and wiped away her tears. Then she fell back asleep. I did too actually. But I always could just go to sleep quickly when she was next to me. Then I wake up because Clary is literally suffocating me. She is squeezing me so tightly. I rip her off and she wakes up. Then I realize…shit she was having a nightmare. "Do you want to talk about it?" I get back on the bed and she shakes her head.
"Not much to talk about…it’s the same dream of me dying." She gets up and goes over to her paint easel and traces some of the lines that she has already started. She sighs and comes back over to me. I look from her to the untouched easel. "You can bring that with you on tour if you--" I'm cut off because she tackles me and hugs me, peppering kisses all over my face. "Thank you! You think it will be okay?" She gets off and I lay on my side looking at her sitting in front of me.
"I'll make it okay. For you." I kiss her hand and her eyes flutter closed. I watch her very closely as she opens her eyes.

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Clary's POV
I look at him. Niall. The man of my dreams. I see him and its like this fog on my brain has lifted. His touch is enough to clear everything from my mind. I remember him being so scared I lost my memory of us. Honestly I was nervous about that too. I was nervous every time I slept…what if I wake up and don't remember him? It scared me enough to try to not sleep. I climb on top of him so I'm straddling him. I hear him suck in air. "Clary…what are you doing?" I know his mind is saying not to do this because I'm still recovering. But his body betrays him. His hands find my waist. I bend over so my face is inches away from his. I lean over by his ear and whisper. "Niall…kiss me." And just like that he was on top of me. He studied my face. Clearly battling himself over what to do. Then he whispered, "If you want me to stop…just say so okay?" I nod. Then he kisses me. It starts out slow and gentle but it quickly heats up. My legs wrap around his waist and my hands were tangled into his hair. He took off my shirt and looked at my scars. Which were a lot. I had one that started on my right shoulder blade then cut over my shoulder and followed my right collarbone. I had a couple on my stomach from when they sewed up my organs. And I had one very jagged one on my leg from the skin graft. He bent down and kissed the ones on my stomach. Then traced the one on my collarbone with his lips. He murmured against my skin, "I will make it all go away baby…I promise. No more pain." Then he kissed the end of it. He looked at me and was about to kiss me again when my door flies open to reveal Penny. "OH MY!! I AM SOOO SORRY. I didn't see anything…um I'm not here." Then she slammed the door and left us there. Niall got off me and pulled me into his lap, whispering in my ear "Maybe we should sleep at my place tonight." I smile at him then remember that we were supposed to have this big hangout over at Harry's today. That's probably why Penny came in here…to make sure we were up and moving. So I decide to go shower. I get out and Penny comes running over, whispering at me. "I'm sorry Clarissa! Wow talk about ruining the mood…slash cock blocking."
"Its fine Penny…we needed to start getting ready anyways. Why'd you come in?" Then her cheeks redden. And I know it has to do with outfits and Harry. "I'll shower and be right in there okay…pick your three favorites." She hugs me then runs back to her room. Niall comes out, looking like he is going to shower. I look at him and stop him from coming any closer. "What are you doing Niall?" He smiles then gets really close.
"Going to take a shower. Its more efficient if we take one together…" He just smirks at me and moves past me into the bathroom. I stand there gaping at him. God damn him and his stupid smirk. I grumble but go in. I sit down on the toilet while he showers. "Clary darling that's not getting you all nice and clean." I can hear his smirk.
"I'll just wait for you to be done. Since you stole my shower." I am currently sitting in my robe, with nothing on underneath.
"Clarrrryyy…I need some help." I groan again and stand by the shower.
"With what? You aren't five. You can shower yourself." Then suddenly my robe was off and I was being pulled into the shower. I was pressed up against the tile wall. "Niall James Horan you are the worst ever! This is over the occupancy limit!" Of course he cut off my rant with his lips. I push him off and attempt to like shield myself with a washcloth and shampoo bottle.
"Oh Clary why are you hiding? Besides I need that." He pulled the shampoo out of my grasp and squirted some into his hands then started to shower. I glare at him but decide I'm already in here might as well shower too. So I turn away from him and start to shampoo my hair as well. Then I move so I can rinse it out and Niall decides that I can't do that so he does it. He also decides to wash my body. "What. The. Hell. Do you think you're doing?"
"Um…being helpful? And sexy I think…" I look at him for a moment, trying to decide if I should let him.
"Okay." Then I turn back around waiting for him to start. Then I feel his shaky hands on my back, slowly rubbing the body wash on me. Finally he finishes, I turn around wait for him to do the rest of me.
"I um…you want me…to um…you know?" I smile and nod. His eyes widened but he did it. Eventually he stopped because well he got distracted.
"Niall…mmm…not here please." He stands back up and presses me against the wall again.
"Oh its happening here." I kiss him on his cheek then jump out. I turn the shower on cold then grab my fluffy robe and head to my room. I hear his grumble as a I leave. I waltz into my room, to get ready. I decide on this outfit. When I get out Niall is just leaving the bathroom, he glares at me while I skip by, heading to help Penny.

Notes

here you guys go another update! Guys I have the biggest plot twist coming...like its amazing and I just can't fucking wait for you all to know about it. :) But for now you're in the dark *devious laugh*

Anyways my soccer injury is healing up...now it looks like a raw hamburger so thats swell. Its getting really chilly here in GB. I have hw that needs to be done then Scorpion is on! Anybody watch that? Its a new show and ABC and its AMAZING! I recommend it. :) Anyways that's really all I got right now...another update coming soon I promise!

Love you all so much! :)
~Annie Xxx

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