Kiss You: Chapter Twenty One
Sapphire’s P.O.V
Niall was sitting on the couch and I was on the floor, resting my arms on the coffee table.
I heard him curse under his breath, so I looked up at him to see a concerned face. I didn’t say anything, just watched him as he read through something on his phone. He eventually looked up to see me watching him and the frown vanished, not to a smile though, just to a plain expression, the apprehension still in his eyes.
“Hey, darlin’, that guy you dated, his name was Tyler Johnson, right?” Niall asked me.
I frowned wondering why he’d brought Tyler up. It’d been ages since I’d even thought about him.
“Yeah; why?” I asked sitting up a bit.
He leaned over to pass me his phone and I took it from his hold. He had it open to a news article. I read it and my eyes widened as they passed the words. Tyler was being arrested. For domestic violence on two different girls. And, ra.pe. I frowned in disbelief. This wasn’t the Tyler I knew in school. Or maybe it was and I was too distracted to see it. As I kept reading, it turned out they went through his things; they found that he was ‘planning on cornering and attacking One Direction’s Niall Horan and his girlfriend, Sapphire’. My face dropped as I continued to read how luckily they caught him before he did. My breathing didn’t stop, and my heart didn’t race. I had no emotions- just pure shock crashed in a wave over me.
I passed him back his phone, slightly scared that I was ever close to Tyler. He must have noticed my expression because he held out his arms. I stood up and joined him on the couch. “Oh my god,” I muttered facing Niall.
“I know. Don’t worry though. He’s being taken care of,” he told me calmly in his accent that made any situation better.
I nodded and bit my lip as it started to sink in. “Those poor girls,” I said, knowing how strong he was.
One of Niall’s arms slid around my shoulders, the other around my waist, pulling me into him. “Hey, it’s alright. It’s okay. He’s gone. You’re safe here. I’ll look after you. It’s alright,” he rocked us back and forth, comforting me. I couldn’t help but wonder what would’ve happened if they hadn’t caught him. My eyes stung and I blinked, hot tears rolling down my face. I wiped them away with the back of my hand. Even though I was upset, Niall made me feel safe and clearer.
“It’s alright, Sapphire,” he told me over and over. I pressed my lips gently to his neck, hugging him tighter.
“I know you’re scared, but it’s okay. He’s gone. It’s okay,” he said deeply in my ear.
I needed someone right now, and Niall was the perfect person to make me feel better. Though, he doubts in his abilities to comfort people; especially when it comes to comforting me.
“What if they let him go?” I worriedly thought aloud.
“That won’t happen,” Niall replied.
I nodded, knowing the bad thoughts were coming only because I was scared.
Niall’s P.O.V
Sapphire was crying into my shoulder and I hated that all I could do was tell it was going to be okay and hold her. I wanted to do so much more. I wanted to, first off, go and smash that guy’s head in for even trying to hurt Sapph, and then I wanted Sapph to stop crying and know that she’s safe here.
Her lips pressed to my neck and I closed my eyes for a second. “I know you’re scared, but it’s okay. He’s gone. It’s okay,” I told her.
She still had her doubts though, “What if they let him go?”
“That won’t happen,” I assured her. She nodded and I hoped I was right. They couldn’t possibly not put him in jail for what he did, right?
I hated seeing her upset. She rarely was sad, so when she was I didn’t know how to make her feel better. All I could do was hug her, and she says that’s enough but I don’t know. She says I don’t need to do anything else and I should have more confidence in my consoling gift, but I’m not so sure.
She lifted her head off my shoulder, pulled her jumper down over her hand and wiped her face. Her pretty, pretty face.
“Why am I crying?” she half-laughed.
“It’s okay. I probably would be too if,” I trailed off knowing that it would sound really weird if I even tried to compare a situation to what we were dealing with now.
She laughed and I smiled. “I think it’s probably best you stopped talking then,” she giggled.
I nodded in agreement and laughed too. She smiled and I hoped she was feeling better. She pulled me in for another cuddle.
“You’re amazing,” she said softly.
“So are you,” I said back.
We sat in silence, hugging, for a good five minutes. I just wanted the best for her.
“I love your hugs,” she said pulling out of it.
I tilted her face up, putting my finger under her chin, and kissed her, “I love you.”