Infinity

Chapter 22

Niall picked me up at 11 the next morning. I cheerfully met him at the door. Telling my mom good bye, I shut the door behind me. We drove for an hour and a half to get to the town that I used to live in. After pulling into the rollar skating parking lot, I got really excited to be rollar skating again. I hopped out of Niall's Range Rover. I waited for him to join me at the hood of the car. He stood in front of me, pinning me to the hood and not allowing me to move. 

"Niall." I said, looking up at him. Every muscle in my body ached for him to kiss me, to touch me in places taht are meant for a private room but I knew that it was still too soon for me and my mom would freak if she knew. 

I looked into his eyes and smiled at him. He leaned in and kissed me softly. Not a hard, needy kiss, but a soft, lovely kiss, the kind of kiss that you could do forever and not get tired of it. 

Someone walking past us and into the rollar rink cleared their throat and Niall released me and took my hand. Ducking my head to hid my cheeks, we made our way into the rollar rink. It wasn't very big or fancy, but it was nice. The whole building was about the size of a highschool gym, it had a DJ booth in the center of the wall that points to the parking lot, the door just a half a door that doesn't really latch, there was a bar that ran from the DJ booth to the door with skates, food, drinks, and candy on shelves behind it. Two people worked the bar, a tall bolde woman, and a shorter, young looking boy that looked familiar. On the other side of the DJ booth was a lounge type area. It had one booth, lockers, a few tables, and two doors that lead to the bathrooms. There was benchs lined up along the edge of the rink, benches to sit on and seperate the skating floor from the other area. There were benches in the two far corners on the skating floor that were for people who needed a break but didn't want to go to the front. 

The ceiling hung low, someone who was six feet could probably reach their arm up and touch the ceiling with their palms. The floor was polished wood, and painted on the walls were dice numbers. The right wall had two,a dot for one, a few feet down the wall was two dots for two, on the back wall was three dots for three, and on the left wall was two numbers as well, four lined up with two, a few feet down that wall was five. In the center of the floor was six. I remember the game that went with these numbers. Music would play and when it stopped, you would pick a number. The DJ would roll a die and which ever number he rolled was out and the people on that number would have to get off the floor for the rest of the game. The winner always won a free big drink and food of their choice.

Niall and I had got our skates and we put them on. With four wheels beneath me, I was a good skater, but put those four skates in a line and I was terrible. Rollar skating here was always fun. I used to come here all the time when we lived here. I must have spent about a hundred dollars a summer here. I also worked here the last summer I lived here. 

I skated out to the floor sooner then Niall, he was having trouble lacing his shoes. I giggled at his frustrated face and then helped him. He got up and wobbled a bit. 

"Relax, lean forward just a bit, and move your feet out. Careful." I told him. I showed him how to start off slowly. He caught on and got the hang of it. He held my hand for a while before I asked if I could skate ahead for a few minutes. He let me go and I zoomed. Speeding ahead, passing him, rounding corners, and laughing as I trip, stumble, and almost fall. I caught back up to Niall and he laughed at me as smiled widely at him. 

"You are really good at skating." he told me. 

"I used to always be here. Skating was my life." I said. 

"Ok skaters. It's time for Speed Skating. If you are not a fast skater, then now would be a good time to get food and take a break. For all you others who are speedy fast, here's a song for you." The DJ said through some speakers attached to the corners of the rink.