Prisoner h.s

chapter ten- Tintin

Niall's pov

As Harry and Althea go to the little interrogation room, I look over to Naya.

She is one beautiful creature. She's even more gorgeous than Althea, is that even possible. She has gorgeous red hair with blue eyes that are just asking me to marry her. 

I walk towards her turning my flirt game on. She only stares at me looking a little worried.

Oh darling you shouldn't be worried I'm a good guy.

I pull out my hand ready to do my signature move,

"Hey there beauty, the names Horan, Niall Horan," I smile to her and she let's out a small giggle.

Damn I did it once again.

She pushes her hair behind her ears and smiles brightly and responding back to my little introduction.

"Hi, I'm Naya. Nice to meet ya Niall,"

Her voice is sweet and lifts up my spirits. I need this girl in my life. I need her more then anything. No one can tell me other wise.

"Kinda sucks I'm in jail, I would've loved to take you out on a date. Maybe you should give me your number for when I leave this shit hole?"

She simply laughs and shakes her head yes. She takes out a paper from her purse, scribbling numbers down and handing it to me.

fuck ya

"Kinda sucks my dad is the head officer around here, he doesn't want me to date a criminal but who cares at this point. You seem just fine, perfect for me."

Oh yes were moving fast, I like this.

"Come with me darling I have something to show you," I tell her. I hand out my hand giving her a sign to grab it and to trust me.

She slowly drops her hand in mine and we start to walk out of the cafeteria. We continue to walk hand in hand talking about our life's.

"I love your name, Naya sounds so exotic." I start.

She grins "Ya my mom just loved the sound of that name and since I was going to be her only child she thought she might as well go for it."

"That's lovely," I say.

We then arrive at our destination, the library. Yes that's right, the library. Nobody goes here so I thought it would be private enough in case we get it on, if you know what I mean. She then, stares at me blankly.

"You had to show me the library? You know I've been here many times Niall so the library isn't that impressive," she states.

"I know but this is my secret hiding spot, I just love books and what they bring to my imagination," I was completely lying. 

Isn't what girls love, bad boys with a shy passion?

I only brought her here so we could be alone. I didn't even really realized we had a library until a few months ago when Harry came back with a book. 

The  library is really small. It fits two large desks and a book case filled with books.  

"That's cool I guess. I don't like reading it, bores me out of my mind." She shrugs and looks at me straight in the eye.

 I leave out a reliving sigh, "Thank god, I thought you liked books, since you know, you went to college." I sound like such an idiot, but decide to continue, "What do I know, I'm just lonely soul in this dump with no one to spend my time with." I say batting my eyes mocking all the cheesy romance movies.