Niall's POV:
I stand suivant to the terminal where Skylar should be getting off. "Why are we here?" complained Harry. "Because I want toi to meet Skylar!" I say, crossing my arms. "What if she doesn't show?" Zayn says. I glare at him. "What is with you?" Louis asks him. "So negative. Let blondie find his princess and let's go accueil with her!"
"Niall!" I turn and see the most beautiful sight. Skylar, running towards me. Louis's jaw drops. "And that's why toi never got over her..." he says. I nod and run to meet Skylar. I pick her up and hug her tightly. "Sky..." I whisper. Her green eyes chercher my face endlessly. "I missed toi so much..." She kisses my cheek.
"Skylar Nicole West." snaps a voice. I look. A tall muscular, intimidating looking man called her name. "Dad.." she whispers, letting go of me. "I don't think s’embrasser a strange boy is very godly behavior." I raise an eyebrow.
"My dad has this sense that I have to be a perfect Christian daughter." Skylar complained, wiping her tears as she cried. "I can't help that I mess up, and that I'm not perfect... no one is perfect." I sit there, holding her tightly. "You're just a normal teenage girl who is expected to follow unfair morals." I tell her quietly. She cries on my chest. I sigh as her tears soak through my shirt. This is unfair to her.
"He's not some strange boy dad. This is Niall, the boy I met last summer." Skylar says defensively. Her father studies me. "He looks like a punk." Skylar narrows her eyes. "Doesn't the Bible say not to judge people? Because if so, toi broke that rule."
"Skylar!" he yells. People look at us. "Come with me right now, and I don't want toi to speak to this Kyle boy ever again."
"His name is Niall." she says sadly. "Whatever, we're going now." He grabs her wrist and starts dragging her away. I smile as she looks over her shoulder and mouths the words that sent my cœur, coeur flying.
"I l’amour you."
I stand suivant to the terminal where Skylar should be getting off. "Why are we here?" complained Harry. "Because I want toi to meet Skylar!" I say, crossing my arms. "What if she doesn't show?" Zayn says. I glare at him. "What is with you?" Louis asks him. "So negative. Let blondie find his princess and let's go accueil with her!"
"Niall!" I turn and see the most beautiful sight. Skylar, running towards me. Louis's jaw drops. "And that's why toi never got over her..." he says. I nod and run to meet Skylar. I pick her up and hug her tightly. "Sky..." I whisper. Her green eyes chercher my face endlessly. "I missed toi so much..." She kisses my cheek.
"Skylar Nicole West." snaps a voice. I look. A tall muscular, intimidating looking man called her name. "Dad.." she whispers, letting go of me. "I don't think s’embrasser a strange boy is very godly behavior." I raise an eyebrow.
"My dad has this sense that I have to be a perfect Christian daughter." Skylar complained, wiping her tears as she cried. "I can't help that I mess up, and that I'm not perfect... no one is perfect." I sit there, holding her tightly. "You're just a normal teenage girl who is expected to follow unfair morals." I tell her quietly. She cries on my chest. I sigh as her tears soak through my shirt. This is unfair to her.
"He's not some strange boy dad. This is Niall, the boy I met last summer." Skylar says defensively. Her father studies me. "He looks like a punk." Skylar narrows her eyes. "Doesn't the Bible say not to judge people? Because if so, toi broke that rule."
"Skylar!" he yells. People look at us. "Come with me right now, and I don't want toi to speak to this Kyle boy ever again."
"His name is Niall." she says sadly. "Whatever, we're going now." He grabs her wrist and starts dragging her away. I smile as she looks over her shoulder and mouths the words that sent my cœur, coeur flying.
"I l’amour you."
