We Took A Chance

My face was a mess from the crying so I told Martha to go ahead and I'll meet her at the table. I walk into the restroom and dab my eyes and face with a napkin and apply more makeup. The last thing I want is to show I've been crying and get my dad questioning me. I felt better knowing I had admitted my feelings, not only to Martha, but to myself.

I like Niall, I like Niall, I like Niall. Just repeating it over in my head brought a smile to my face. I just need to find a way to tell him. It has to be tonight. There's no room for more waiting.
I walk back to the table where everyone is chatting away. Martha is drinking wine and my dad and Niall are having a beer. It makes me feel at ease that they ended up getting along.

"You ok, sweetie?" my dad asks once I've joined the table.
"Yeah, I'm perfect." I respond, my obvious change of mood making my dad smile.

Although we were all having a pleasant time, it was time to go home. We walked outside where my dad and Martha said their goodbyes leaving me and Niall alone. I feel I should say something but I'm not sure what.

"You'll drive with me to the hotel?" Niall breaks the silence between us.
"Ok." is all I say, my mind still focusing on the right words to say to him.

The ride back was silent but not awkward. We go up to our floor still without saying a word and I know it's now that I need to do it. As soon as we step foot outside the elevator, I speak up.

"Niall, we need to talk." I blurt out, probably catching him off guard. He nods and leads us to his room. My heart is racing with the thought of what I'm about to do. I swore up and down that I'd never let anyone into my heart. Then came this Irish prince to fuck it all up and make me fall for him. The more I think about it, the more my heart threatens to jump out of my chest.

I walk in and set my purse on the sofa then turn to see him take off his watch and place it on the night stand. His eyes are set on me, I bet he's wondering what this is about. I still haven't found the right words so I'm just going to say things as they pop into my head.

"I know you're wondering what I wanted to talk about." I begin, he takes a seat on the bed allowing me to continue, "I don't even know where to start, honestly. I know you know what hell my parent's divorce has been on me, but I guess I haven't told you the extent of the damage," I take a seat at the edge of the sofa facing Niall, "I still can't wrap my head around the fact that two people who had been married for almost three decades can just call it quits like that. I felt like there's no hope for love if not even my parents could make it to their happily ever after. So in turn I shut myself off from feeling any love. I didn't want to risk loving and losing," Niall's face now showed sympathy at my words, "But shit, I just realized that I'm miserable anyway if I turn away from what I feel. I don't want to get hurt by accepting my feelings but by not accepting them, I'm hurting myself," my heart beats uncontrollably before I continue, "Niall, I... I like you so much. You make me feel things I've never felt before. Every morning I wake up hoping to see you or hear from you. I don't even know when it happened but it's real and I'm done trying to suppress this feeling. I like you. I fucking like you." relief filled my body knowing I finally said it. Niall knows how I feel now, I'll leave it to the universe to take us where we need to be.

"Zoe..." he starts, I can tell he's searching for the right words.
"It's ok, you don't have to say anything. I'm sorry about earlier. Now you know why I said what I said." I state standing up from the couch. I wouldn't blame him if he doesn't want to forgive me.
"Zoe, stop," Niall says moving closer, "I'm glad you told me all of this. I just wish you would have told me sooner."
"Does this mean I'm too late to fix things?" I ask fearing his answer.
"No, it means we've wasted perfectly good time during which I could have been loving you." his response makes my whole body feel warm. What have I done to deserve this man?

Niall closes the remaining space between us and wraps an arm around my waist. The back of his other hand rubbing my cheek lightly. It felt so good, so right to be with Niall. His eyes seem to sparkle more than usual and I'd like to think it's because of me. He cups my cheek with his hand and brings our lips together. The kiss was sweet and delicate until his warm tongue slips into my mouth, spiking a feeling of want within me. The deepening kiss makes me forget all of my worries and for now it was just Niall and Zoe.

Notes

Do ya'll want smut next chapter or do ya'll want me to skip over it? lol I know I'm not really good at it so ya'll decide. :)

Who thought this was THE cutest Narry moment ever?!