Arms Of A Stranger

drunk me

Harper's POV

I was waiting on his couch and I really felt bad for listening to their conversation and to know that they broke up.

His apartment looked really cosy, he had a big TV on his wall that was right in front of me and next to the TV was a beautiful black Piano. I knew how to play a piano because I got piano lessons when I was 8 years old, but I was not talented in playing it.

The couch I was sitting on was huge and comfortable. On the coffee table was laying a dark blue notebook, and I was very interested in opening it, but I didn't mean to me rude to Niall.

I was thinking about going back to my apartment because I thought I was only bothering him with my little problem, and I knew he had a bigger one now.

He came back in silence with the first aid kit and sat next to me. I wanted to do small talk but I thought it would be the best to sit in silence instead of making the situation weirder than it already was.
He was almost done with treating my thumb as Niall broke the silence and I didn't expect it.

"So...I guess you heard us fighting?" he looked me straight into my eyes and now I could see his beautiful blue eyes even better and that was the moment I realized who he was.

"Yes I did" I said with a calm voice.

He was standing up and walking to the kitchen where I almost couldn't see him anymore. The kitchen was in a beautiful shade of gray and everything looked neatly clean.

"Harper do you want to have a glass wine" he shouted from the kitchen.

I was surprised about his question, but I really thought I could need a glass wine or two...

It was now almost 1am and Niall, and I drank the whole bottle and I felt so drunk like never in my life before, but Niall looked like he wanted to drink even more as he opened the next wine bottle.

"Niall what about more talking and less drinking?"

"I'm not ready yet, but Harper what about your life?" He said with a smirk on his face.

"If you really want to know I just moved here and I wanted to do a fresh start, away from my boring life as a Waitress.

"What are you now then?" He asked with interest in his face.

"I'm a Model now and I'm pretty afraid to walk in a Fashion show next week"

"May I come?" Niall asked with a cute smile on his face.

"Sorry Niall, but nope that will not happen"

"Wait Harper sorry for the stupid question, but do you know who I am?" He looked me in the eyes again.

"Honestly I didn't realize who you was first, but yes I know who you are and maybe I will regret saying this now, but I've never listened to One Direction only to your Solo music" I felt terrible for telling him, but my drunk me was okay with telling Niall the truth.

"Oh it's totally fine that you didn't listen to One Direction" he said it with a laughter.

"Do you have some favorite songs from me?"

"I don't know if I'm up to date, but I really liked Mirrors, Paper houses and Flicker" I smiled at him.

"Oh yeh they are such bangers" he laughed.

As I heard his laugh I had to laugh too because it was the most contagious laugh I've ever heard. That was the moment I felt not that lonely anymore.

I was now staring at him and I had no idea why, I still felt his touch from earlier when he holded my hand to treat my thumb and it felt good, it felt like nothing I've never felt before.

We had silence for two minutes in the room, but it was a good silence not an awkward silence. But my drunk me decided to be the stupidest person ever, and break the silence with a kiss. I don't know why I did it, but it felt right in the moment.

I was leaning into him and as my lips touched his, I realized he didn't kiss me back and then I noticed what my drunk me was doing and leaned back. He was surprised about my try to kiss him, and he didn't say anything.

We sat now in a silence that felt worser than the cut in my thumb. I felt like an Idiot and repeated the moment over and over again in my head.
I stood up without saying anything or looking at Niall, opened Niall's door and closed it behind me.

I was laying in my bed since hours and stared at the ceiling. I tried to call Summer, but she didn't pick up.
       
I felt really terrible for kissing Niall after he had a break up and the worst part was that he didn't kiss me back. I knew it was wrong, but it made the situation even uncomfortable than it was.

How could I ever look into his beautiful eyes again without being embarrassed about myself.
I knew it couldn't stay that way because he was my neighbour now, but I think I've already ruined our non-existent friendship.

I just couldn't go to sleep and pretend nothing happened, so I started to watch Friends again because it's my comfort series, and now I really needed comfort.