Save You Tonight »n.h«

21

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Belle ‼️
I managed to get myself together and get ready for mine and Niall's date tonight. I couldn't tell him what was happening, if I told him now he would be pissed that I didn't tell him the first time it happened. I needed to take this into my hands and tell Noah what was going to happen and that this was how things was going to go.

I slipped on a short white dress, that fell to my mid thigh. It was flowy, and the bottom part was lace. I curled my hair, letting the blonde locks fall to my ribcage, and applied just a little foundation and powder, I applied some mascara and lip gloss to give me a more natural look.

The dress was strapless, so I added some accessories like a necklace, and I slipped on some elegant charm braceletes. I wore a pair of white high top converses that matched my dress, I would've wore a pair of heels or something but I didn't think it was suitable.

He told me that we was going to the movies too, so I didn't want to go looking like Cinderella.

I was touching up my hair when I heard my bedroom door creep open, I stared into the mirror and I saw a familiar blonde quiff in front of the door. I heard the door shut gently, I felt a foreign feeling in the pits of my stomach.

Butterflies.

I fiddled with my pale pink nails, making sure not to chip the paint. I was afraid to look up once I smelled his strong scent. It was strong and lovely, I felt my heart do a back flip in my chest.

"My My," I heard, "Don't you look beautiful.."

I felt my cheeks burn as I heard him carry himself closer to me. A smile tugged at my lips once I felt to arms wrap around me from behind, my eyes hit the reflection. I felt his hot breath on my neck, sending goosebumps down my arms and back.

His hair was in a perfect quiff, not one hair out of place. He smiled at me through the mirror, showing his bright teeth. I blushed.

"Thank you.." I finally spoke, "You look good too.."

He turned me to face him, he stood in a pair of jeans and a dress shirt. He looked amazing, a white button up with the sleeves pushed passed his elbows and a pair of jeans that stuck to him like glue.

He looked amazing, he caused me to blush. He took a step closer, he placed both hands on my shoulders and I look into his oceanic blue eyes. I studied every detail of the beautiful blue pools, every little detail. My eyes hit his smile, he showed every tooth.

I wasn't sure of what I was doing really, I took a step to him. I wanted to feel like everything was okay. I wanted to feel like their was nothing to worry about -- like Noah didn't exists. Deep down, he did. He did exists.

"Let's go." He spoke quietly, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. My eyes shut with the gentle force, I took a deep breath, taking in the scent.

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Have you ever been "Lost in The Moment" where you can't think straight and the only thing that you can do is stare at them. When you can't speak because their just so beautiful and you don't even know what the hell happened, you was supposed to the the one with a hard head -- the one that didn't know where they wanted the relationship to go but in this moment you can't. You're weak, you watch as they talk and laugh and smile. You take in every detail?

Yeah, guess you can say that I'm lost in the moment.

We sit in the restaurant and it's like I'm in a trance. I can just sit here and listen to him talking.

"Sorry," he smiled, "I'm talking too much.."

"No," I gushed suddenly disappointed, "You're okay.. Keep going."

I scolded myself for being such a stupid girl, his eyes widen as he chewed his food. His mouth shut. I helped myself to my dinner, my eyes studying his face.

I can't believe I had sex with him, and trust me, I can't forget mine and his first time in Jenna's room. It was surprised and I didn't want it but I did and I did it. We did it. And it's been replaying in my mind every since.

"So.. Have you seen him?"

The question caught me off guard, I choked on my water. We've been in this restaurant talking non stop and laughing, and I've been drooling over his beauty and then he busted a question like that.

"Uhh," I cleared my throat, "No? Why?"

My eyes trailed up his chest and then my eyes met his.

He cocked his head to the side, and gave me a stern look. "Are you sure, love?"

"I'm sure," I answered quickly. "I haven't seen him.." I shook my head.

My hand laid on the table, it rested peacefully. He dropped his hand, and it landed on mind. His hand was on mine, and he brushed the back of my hand with the pad of his thumb. My eyes studied his touch nervously.

"Good." My eyes darted up to his face, and I looked him in the eyes. "Because if I find out he's coming around you," he leaned in and his face was stern.

His blonde hair contrasted against the tan that he had.

"I'll kill em'.." He whispered lowly, as if he wasn't joking.

My lips parted a little, unable to form any words. His tone was bitter and cold.

"He .. He hasn't been around." I choked up, "I promise."

I played with one of my curls, and nervously studied the table. I hoped to god he didn't see how nervous I was under his firm gaze. He sat there staring at me, as if he was trying to find something. He brushed his thumb over my hand, he leaned back never letting his hand leave mine.

My eyes darted to his posture, it made his body look even more lean. His muscles was noticeable.

He winked, and a devious smirk split across his face. "Belle, are you ready for the movie?" He asked me in a husk tone.

His thick accent was so attractive, it was thick and it kept clouding my mind. His oceanic blue eyes studied me in hunger, and his tan made him look so damn good.

I could eat him up, but I won't.

"Yes.."

"Yes?" He cocked a eyebrow, squeezing my hand gently.

"Yes.."

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