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If I couldn't tell Zayn, my best friend for years any of this, what would make me spill this all to Niall? Heck, Liam didn't even have a clue. Niall's grip on my hands tightened, but I looked away from his face. He leaned his head back on the headrest and closed his eyes as if in a deep thought. Niall was trying so hard, but all I was doing was rejecting his effort. My heart pounded hard in my chest.

I don't know what it was about Niall that made me grow a sudden trust in him.

"Fine." I said, with mostly force. He raised his head and his eyes grew curious. He fixed his position and now all his attention was devoted to what I was about to explain. I swallowed then looked at my hands in his. His grip was so tight and secure. I felt like I was in safe hands.

Then I realized something.

"So, you were the one that found me on the side walk the other day?" I inquired, looking up. I thought about how Liam said that him and the gang stayed overnight at a hotel. Niall said he came home instead; it wouldn't have made sense if Liam or Zayn did. His focus met mine and we made a silent understanding.

"Does that play a part in what you're about to tell me?" He asked, softly. I bit my lip then nodded.

"I'm going to tell you my life only because I think I trust you Niall." I said.

"And ever since Dana left, George has been treating me like useless shit." I explained. I have been telling Niall everything. From the day Dana died, to the day of my fail at the subway job. From when I found Dana's dead body, to Melly pregnant. I even added Liam. It hurt even more now. Niall gently stroked my fingers as I continued up to date. I didn't even bother try to stop the tears that were rushing down my face. I stopped to steady my breaths, and then looked up at Niall. He was speechless. I quickly tore my hands from his grip and covered my face. I didn't think of myself as fragile but I was crying buckets. I felt ashamed of my life. I clenched my eyes and rubbed them to stop tearing, but I couldn't. Now, I was more mad than upset. Niall was still silent I knew this would've happened. I shouldn't have told him anything. "You hate me now." I moaned, hitting my head against the back of the seat. Niall pulled me into him and wrapped his warm arms around me.

"How could I hate you?" He asked. "Your life has been nothing more than horrible. And you have been so strong threw it all. No way could I even think about hating you." His words made my heart throb. He squeezed me then leaned his head down next to mine. The way he stared into my eyes, along with the concerned expression he wore, made me stop tearing. He softly kissed my temple, and then whispered "We have to tell someone." I quickly pushed away from his embrace.

"No!" I shrieked. "We can't!" He shook his head calmly.

"Yes, we are." He confirmed, placing his hands on my shoulders. I shook my head wildly.

"You can't tell anyone." I argued. "That's why I trusted you."

"And why wouldn't I?" He questioned.

"Because Niall." I said. I removed his hands from my shoulders to remove the streak of tears that rolled down my cheek.

"Why?" He asked again. I swallowed and thought back to George's warning.

"Because if you tell anyone, George'll kill me!"Niall put his hand on his forehead and shook his head.

"George won't touch you." He confirmed, then his voice roes. "He's your father, Jana. For crying out loud!" His anger only made me more tempered.

"What kind of father kills his own wife, Niall?" I shot at him. Just the thought of my mum made my voice quiver. Niall's expression softened and he creeped his body closer to me.

"Jana, you know I'm really sorry for you." I looked desperately at his face. He took me by surprise when he moved his face in front mine, only inches away. A shiver ran up my spine as his hot breath hit my face. "Really sorry." He whispered. I took a moment to stare into him. He really cared for me. Since we first met, the question he had asked was about was if my family was alright. His eyes trailed down to my lips. He swallowed then moves his face closer, centimeters now, closing his eyes as he did. I mirrored, licking my lips. I wanted this to happen.

But his movement all of a sudden came to a stop. He looked at my eyes. He knew this was wrong, and I had just come to my senses to notice. I jerked my head back from his, in a more harsh way than I had planned. I turned my face, his eyes were burning in on me, and I stared out the window. The atmosphere in the room got cold. Liam, I thought. That was the only name bouncing around in my mind.

I had totally forgotten about the situation that we were in the car for, until my phone rang. I had just noticed I had my phone with me. Shit! I was so bloody stupid! I could've called Zayn or Liam when I was with Ashley. I hit my forehead stupidly. Niall was just looking me over when I remembered the phone was ringing. "Hello?" I answered.

"Hi, Jana." Said the gorgeous voice I had fallen in love with. I felt myself blush.

"Hey there, Liam. Sup?"

"Uh Nothing really, just about to miss a plane!" I raised my eye brow.

"Hmm, and you called why?"

"Is Niall around?" He asked.

"Yeah." I answered. How could've he knew?

"Ya, I tried calling him but a girl named Ashley or something answered." He explained. Bingo. "Can you give him the phone?" I sighed then faced Niall. I still felt a bit awkward, but I handed him the phone. Niall was doing some "Ya" and "okay's" when he screamed "Shit!"

I scrunched my eyebrow at his face. He turned the phone off than looked back at me. He was beautiful. I thought. Then shook my mind. "I'm so sorry but I'm late for a plane. Going to fly in to London for The X Factor." He explained. I nodded my head understanding. We both got out of the back and sat in the front. As I was putting my seatbelt on, Niall let out a big sigh the started the car. "I'll take you to the beach house until you are ready to go home, alright?" I nodded my head. We drove in silence. I trusted Niall to not tell anyone, but I just hoped he wouldn't after our awkward moment.

When we arrived at the beach house, Niall just sat in his seat. So I did too, waiting for him to speak. "Give George a chance." He finally said.

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