Mine (N.H)

10. Nightmare

Nightmare - Avenged Sevenfold
"Can't wake up and sweat, 'Cause it ain't over yet
Still dancin' with your demons, Victim of your own creation"

NIALL

I leaned against the metal wall and watched the numbers of the elevator slowly crawl to their appointed destination. There was a lady with a baby hanging around her hip trying to tranquilize him. The baby let out a thunderous screech which filled the thin air in the metal contraption.

I had hardly known how babies or kids react, after I left Ireland.

The elevators came to a steady stop, the doors clattering open in a lid ear splitting shriek. Maintenance really needed to fix that set of metal doors before it became a hazard. I stepped out of the corridor, letting out a heavy breath.

Training my hand down my pant pockets, I pull out a bunch of keys and stare at it.

Why do I still have these keys? Which I should have dumped into some bin years ago?

As I saw the light green mark on one of the keys I quickly pass it through the lock opening it to the most familiar surroundings, in the past few years.

I lifted up the bag filled with some grocery items out of which potatoes were the maximum. Slowly, I empty the bag on the kitchen countertop and stuff them into the refrigerator.

Pecking over the overpriced cheesecake in front of me, the day's events quickly rush through my mind.

I was surprised to see Annabelle in the red dress that she choose to wear. Couldn't deny the fact that my eyes stated about her - she was incredibly beautiful.

Ever since I met her, I mostly caught her gaze. Today, being unusual of all, she looked away. Her eyes didn't meet mine. Guilt creped into me and I quickly regret the words we exchanged.

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"What'd we make?"

Though her question was quite obvious, it sounded awkward rather mean because she asked me the question right at the doorstep.

"A cake. Maybe? I hope you know that you could enter in and have a seat and not stand there like a doorkeeper"

"Fine, I'll do that" she gives a smug smile.

She quickly motions and seats herself over the couch. She runs her hands over the strings of my acoustic guitar lying on the couch and smiles. She was cute.

"Can I see it?" She questions with a wide grin on her face.

"Yep" I state blankly and disappear into the kitchen.

Through the windows of my kitchen I tried hard to take a note of her reactions. Her pink lips slightly parted in excitement and she mouthed the words, what my eyes noticed - this is beautiful.

Luckily I had an extra cheesecake to give her as a welcome snack. Motioning towards the refrigerator I take out the cheesecake and carefully place it over a plate. I smile at the cake once more and carefully take the plate towards her.

"Here" I break her thoughts only to receive a wide smile.

I was in a complete mess when I was around her. My eyes played tricks with my feelings, when she was close. At a moment I felt my hand perspiring. I quickly lift myself to have my leg hit by the center table.

"Ow" I groan in pain.
Smooth Niall. Smooth.

I got some cook books with me. I bought one and I borrowed one from Kevin's mom. The recipes I'd chosen to make were just three, she had to pick one of those.