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Niall's POV:

She was sleeping peacefully on my lap. Her face buried in my white t-shirt. What was actually going on? I mean... our 'date' was interrupted by the call and she just ran out of her house, down the street. Thank god I followed her. Who knows... what would have happened to her after I knew why she ran away from me. No one ever did that before....

This guy... why was he so livid?

Claire was sitting there... on the ground, like he was about to beat the crap out of her. Soon as Grace will be awake I had to ask her. I knew something was wrong as she walked out of the room without an excuse. But for now I had to admit that I really enjoyed her where she was. In my arms.

Kind of insane.... but I liked her. I really liked her.

The dreams. Our chats and our 'unfinished date'... wonderfu-.

"20!" The driver told me and woke me out of my day dreams.

"Thanks," I paid the money and opened my door, carefully lifting her out of the car and up the stairs to my flat.

She murmured in her sleep what made me chuckle slightly. Soon as we were inside I laid her down on my bed, pulling up the covers to her chin, looking at her for few more seconds... she was so beautiful.... like always ... when I saw her sleeping... you know what I'm talking about, but in 'reality' she was even more beautiful than in my dreams. I left her alone in my bed and headed to the kitchen, gingerly closing the door behind me so I did not wake her up.

Maybe she will be hungry when she was awake? Like I was. I was so damn hungry.

That's when I stood infront of my fridge.

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Grace POV:

I had an headache. Damn it. Now I was awake. I slowly opened my eyes, the light was blinding me. After about a minute I could see where I was. But wait?! WHERE AM I ?

I looked around. Everything looked really expensive but still like a normal little apartment. Pretty modern and nice bedroom though.

I tried to remember last night.

I was defending Claire and Niall was defending me. Thank god, thank Niall... I could've been dead by now. I owed him something. He was in trouble because of me. I'm just so stupid... I ruined our date...

I stood up walking to one of the two doors. I opened it and found the bathroom. Yes I was right, I really needed to go to the toilet...

After I washed my face at the sink I dabbed the wet away with a white, soft towel. Suddenly I stared at my reflection in the mirror infront of me. I saw a girl, the brown hair was falling down on her shoulders and her eyes were sparkling dark. She looked really fresh and kinda proud. It was me... I smirked at myself then I walked happy out of the room and tried to find Niall.

It had to be his apartment, I remembered my head snuggled against his chest... suddenly I blushed at this thought. How embarrassing. I was really afraid to stand infront of him now but anyways I had to find him and thank him for what he did to Damian this little prick. I have to say that I didn't even know what he had done to him. But Damian left and Claire is in an hospital right now. So I guess it worked. I hoped Claire is alright though.

I walked down a large hall and stopped infront of one door I appreaciated it was the living room, maybe I could find him there? My heart was thumping wild against my chest I could almost hear it in my throat.

My shaky hands reached for the knob, carefully pulling it open. I peered through the cap, to see Niall in the kitchen which was conected with the living room. He was cooking something.

With small steps I approached the couch, not leaving my eyes off of him. He really knew what he was doing, looking like a professional chef.

Maybe it wasn't a good idea to stare at him because I ran into something which felt like hard wood. A table. The coffetable. Shit. It was hurting really, REALLY bad.

"Ahh.."

Of course he suddenly turned around.

"Grace!" With that he ran towards me, pulling me down on the couch, taking care of my hurting shin.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes... it feels already better." I said and he smiled.

"Are you sure?" I nodded.

"I made some pancakes because I was so hungry and I thought you probably too!"

"Aww I love pancakes-" I really do. "- thank you Niall... and by the way... thank you so much eh ... for ... beating the shit out of Damian."

He laughed.

"What?"

"It's just... eh I didn't even beat the shit out of him. I would yeah ... if he will get close to you again... but he just left us alone as he saw me standing there... "

Damian? He left us alone just because he saw Niall? Okay that amused me. But I forgot that Niall's famous. I would probably do the same if I was in a situation like he was.

"Really? Ehm still thank you... I could be...dead." I whispered the last part.

"Stop! Don't say that! Never, ever again." He looked kinda scared.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked confused why it was already early in the morning...and I kind of tried to change the topic.

"About an hour and the whole trip to my apartment so I guess like about ten."

My eyes grow wide. WHAT? How long were we driving? I blushed again at the thought Niall looked at me while I was laying in his arms. Maybe he stared at me for the whole trip?!

"How long did we drive? Weren't you sleeping?" I asked worried.

"A long time...No... I ... I just eh looked outta the window."

Oh he really thought I'd believe that? Nope and yes he was really watching me. Jesus. Could it be any worse?

"Oh okay.."

"Grace?"

"Yes?"

"Can I ask you something?"

Oh my gosh. What did he want? He was now carefully rubbing and stroking my swolen red leg with his thumb. There will be a bruise tomorrow though.

"...yeah, sure."

"Who is this guy?"

Shit. I had to tell him about Claire and Damian. I knew Claire would probably kill me but he rescued her and my life. I took a deep breath...

"Ok... his name is Damian, Claire broke up with him and I guess he didn't like it.... cause normally he was the one who left the girls alone. Drugs. Fights and alcohol were a main part of his life... and last night she called me, that he's standing in front of her house, yelling at her and throwing things... by the way... I'm so sorry I left you alone..."

"Grace... it's okay. That doesn't sound good. Why did she even 'loved' him then?" He asked and I realized that he was kinda like me.

"I don't know. I asked her the same... I never liked him and I'll never understand why she even laid her eyes on him..-"

Wait... I stopped... what was that? I smelled something.

Smoke.

Yes it was defenately smoke. But I didn't think that Niall smoked.

I sniffed. "Do you smell that ?"

Niall looked at me with a frown. It remembered me at the concert where he was looking at me with the exactly same expression.

"Yes..?!" He said bewildered.

"SHOOOT THE PANCAKES!" I yelled.

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