Loved You First

Ch.6 I Know What I Said

I escort her to the living room while Harry and Louis stand outside the door awkwardly. Ha! They're not trusting enough! I am! Take that curly! 

  “Yes?” She asks. That’s when I take a good look at her. She’s wearing a plunging V-neck and extremely short shorts. Like really short. 

“ What are you wearing?” I ask her almost sounding disgusted. 

“ This is what you wanted to talk to me about?” She shifts her hands crossing her chest showing off a bit of her black bra. I gulp.

“ No but- what are you wearing?” I repeat.

“ What I always wear,” She says obviously.

“ You’re not going on a date with Harry wearing this” I state.

“ Niall, you don’t get to tell me what to do,” She says rolling her eyes and walking away. Before I get to say what I need to say, she’s telling the guys outside to come in.

Savannah’s P.O.V

  What the heck is with Niall? First he kisses me, avoiding telling me he has a girlfriend, and then he tells me it didn’t mean anything?! Better yet, that I didn’t mean anything to him! Ugh! I don’t get boys. I walk towards the door smiling at Harry. He has a cheeky grin on his face showing off his dimples. He’s wearing jeans and a black shirt. He looks hot. I scold myself for thinking that. I don’t like him. He’s just a very good, very attractive and rather sexy, friend.  

“ Hey, are you ready to go?” Harry asks. 

“ Sure, let me just grab my bag,” I say. “ You can come in, I’ll be right there.” I say turning around. I hear some one’s footsteps following me. At the corner of my eyes I see Niall. I let a frustrated sigh out.

“ Yes Niall?” I ask him.

“ You’re seriously going out with Harry?” He smirks like if this whole thing were a joke.

“ Of course, why?” I ask cocking up my eyebrow. I step up into the stairs, him still trailing behind me. 

He chuckles. “ You’re really carrying this whole thing through, you’re really into making me jealous” He says.

What the heck is this dude talking about? Why would I want to make him jealous?

“ Why would I want to make you jealous?” I think out loud.

“ So you’re not making me jealous?” He asks slowly comprehending what I’m saying. Wow this dude is dense. 

“ NO!” I reply stepping into the hall and walking towards my door. 

I begin pacing through my room looking for my bag. 

“ What did you want to tell me earlier?” I ask him, curiously. He steps in front of me blocking my way towards the closet. 

“ I kind of need to pass by, Niall,” I tell him trying to find another path. 

“ Wait a second.” He says. 

   I stop moving getting the feeling hat this was serious. I look at him intently.

   His eyes meet my gaze. “ About yesterday, when I kissed you-“

   I cut him off already aware of where he was going, “I know, it was nothing, I mean nothing,” I mumble. “ I practically, have it memorized.” I continue barely making it loud enough for him to hear. 

  His eyes twinkle of hurt and regret. “ Its okay, I get it. No need to explain anything.” I continue. 

  He leans in closer. My breath is caught and even though I’ve never suffered from asthma I imagine this is what it must feel like. Before his lips could get any closer I moved my head away. I look at the plain floor that just became much more interesting.