Beautiful Mistake

Wet clothes

Slowly our lips parted from each other. Her warm breath warmed my face, my lips still a little moist because of the perfect kiss. That was the only word that explained my feelings, perfectly. We looked at each other without saying anything. Her eyes twinkled and her warm soft sweet smile warmed my whole body. I could not think, not move, barely breathing. She was so beautiful, so perfect. The wind blew gently through the trees creating a creepy sound and the leaves slowly fluttered down. "Zeina?" I took her hand, placed it between both of my hands so she just looked down at it and then again in my eyes. "What is it, Niall?" I felt that this was the moment, the moment to tell what I felt, what I wanted, what she meant to me. Butterflies in my stomach flew, as fast and as hard as if they wanted to come out. "I think I.." I swallowed the lump in my throat, cleared him for a moment and then took a deep breath. She looked at me in surprise and raised her eyebrow, waiting for the words that had come out of my mouth. "I think I like you.." The words came out of my mouth, not knowing that Liam stood all the time behind us. He coughed, so I immediately looked back, let go of Zeina's hand and looked up. In his eyes I saw anger, he stood stiffly, with his sleeves rolled up and his hands clenched as fists. He pulled Zeina's arm until she was standing behind him. "Leave her alone Niall!" His eyes were strange, I had never seen Liam so angry.

I never thought it would come this far. It was not my idea to cause trouble? It was Zeina who kissed me, I had said that she had to go.. Everything went quickly, like a train which whizzed past me at full speed. "Who do you think you are? Kissing my girlfriend. huh!" He pushed me back so I fell with my head against the big oak. I felt a pang through my head, heard a little shriek of Zeina and looked into the angry eyes of Liam. There was standing a stranger infront of me, a total stranger, it seemed as if this was not Liam. Like I didn't know him. Always he was just as Zayn very observant about me and they never wanted me to get hurt, but it was Liam who had just pushed me, right? "Fuck off man!" I felt tears in my eyes, my heart banged in my throat and I kicked in Liam's belly. That asshole, bastard, I shift the blame. "Guys, stop. Please stop.." As Zeina said the word please she took a big bite breath, as if her voice slowly faded. "You're jealous huh! Jealous that you are alone, jealous that you never would get anyone like her!" His nose was placed against mine. I felt his breath. He breathed heavily, his fists still clenched as if every second he could punch me again. 

"Me? Jealous?" I started laughing, extra hard, very exaggerated. "You are using her man! You use her just to forget about Becky!" With those words, I had hit the soft spot inside Liam. His body relaxed, he stepped back and I saw his eyes filled with tears and they slid down his cheeks. Suddenly I felt guilty. Liam and Becky had had a relationship for five years. Liam was broken when Becky broke up because she had to move to America with her father. The first few months they had tried to keep it going. Liam flew three times a month or vice versa. They called every day, skyped together, they tried everything to stay in touch. But then came the bomb, Becky had met someone in college, a long blond boy named Dennis. She broke up for the reason that it was not working anylonger and that Liam deserved better. Liam was broken into a million pieces. He no longer ate, drank no more, no longer slept. He even stayed a few days inside without letting someone hear how he was doing and that he was still alive. Fortunately he came up over his depressing by us and Fia who kept comforting him. But whatever it was, Becky was always in his heart and mind. "You don't know anything, Niall." His voice sounded sad and deep and he pointed to me a few times and then rubbed the tears from his eyes. "You don't even know how much I love Zeina.." He grabbed her, she was now also crying softly. "You're terrible, abhorrent. You're just jealous. I don't want to see you anymore, Niall.." He turned, with Zeina on his arm and walked along the path towards the exit of the park.

I let myself fall on the old stump. The air began to fill with dark clouds and in no time the drops were already coming down. I didn't understand how such a beautiful sunny day could change into a terrible day like this. It broke something in me when I saw Liam walking away, when his eyes filled with tears, when he said he never wanted to see me again. Did this mean that it was over? That our friendship was broken for something like this? I wanted to cry but I just couldn't. As if my tears were gone and the sky already showed my grief. It was dark, cold but I didn't want to get up. The words of Liam haunted through my head. Was I really jealous? Would I really be alone forever? I looked up at the sky, I turned to God and made a quick prayer. Maybe it was better this way. Maybe I made others much happier when I was gone? I stood up, pulled my coat back on and started to walk on the path. I had no idea where I was going, home was also a place I didn't want to go. 

I was totally soaked when I arrived at the apartment. I ran my hand through my wet hair to give it a little shape and then pressed the bell. It took a while, until the hall light went on and the door slowly opened. In the doorway stood a short girl with long brown hair and brown eyes. She smiled politely. "Hey!" This was probably the girl that everyone was talking about, the girl who lived with Fia in an apartment, Naomi. "You must be Niall, or am I wrong? Come in!" She opened the door a little further and pointed with her hand as a sign that I could come in. I smiled shyly, put out my hand and then she grabbed him softly. "You were quite right, I'm Niall yes. And you must be Naomi then?" She smiled and I saw her cheeks slowly turned pink. "In one time right! Nice to finally meet you Niall." She let go of my hand and I saw how Fia came running down the stairs. "Niall! What are you doing here? Omg! I was so worried, are you okay?" Fia hit her arms around me. It struck me that she did not even recoiled, since my clothes were completely soaked. "You've already met Naomi, I see?" She looked at us both. I saw how Naomi smiled and nodded, and then I did the same. "We were just cooking, you might want a bite?" We walked slowly up the stairs and I heard the soft voice of Naomi speak. It felt good to be here, I felt at home, at my place as if all my worries suddenly vanished. "Please! Sounds delicious!" I smiled brightly, while I know they couldn't see it.