Mine (N.H)

14. How To Love

How To Love - Max River (ft. Kristen Collins)
"Cause we know,
that love is not a game to lose
How to Love
Just give it all you have to know"

(Please check out this from from the YouTube video tagged to this chapter, ITS BEAUTIFUL!!! )

ANNABELLE

Once we get to the front door, I stop turning my body fully towards Niall.

His hands are stuffed into his pant pockets and his eyes glared at me, seemingly looking into my soul and back. I cough to clear my throat.

"I had a lot of fun with you. Thank you so much, Niall"

"Yeah. It was really good. I thank you for being my part-"

"Friends" I cut him midway.

"Right. I've got to train a guy to play guitar. I'll leave"

"I love the way you play the guitar. I wish I was him. Anyways won't want you to be late. Bye." I pat his arm lightly and turn around as my keys clicked open the door.

"See ya" he turns around as I turn half my body to give him a last look. Touching his skin where I patted him and perhaps smiled as I noticed the corner of his lips he walked down the steps..

And towards the road I thought.

I rushed towards the window from where I could clearly see one of his hands fumbling in his pockets for the keys, perhaps and the other brushing through his blond locks. I smiled as he got into the car and drove away.

Diverting my eyes towards the wall clock I noted that I had just an hour left get ready for the dinner. I rushed over to the wardrobe, opening up the door and stifling through my many different dresses. Dress nice.

A jolt of excitement courses through me. I was very excited to see Michael tonight. He was always sweet to me. I knew whatever we would do tonight would be lovely.

After minutes of searching I finally found a bright red dress with an amazing shimmery sequence work done in the chest area.

It was perfect.

Hanging it on the hook, my eyes gazed at my hair. How the hell did I even step out with this shit? That too with Niall. Wearily shutting my eyes close I took five sulky steps towards the bathroom.

"I would suffer if I didn't kill you" I mumbled to myself while murdering the mosquito hovering around my leg.

Striking the dead body off my leg, I take a warm shower and closed my eyes in relief. Brushing my hair with my hands I take a good amount of my rose shampoo and smear it over my hair. Lathering the strands properly I wash them off with a gush of slightly warm water to avoid any breakage.

Fifteen minutes later I quickly dry my hair and body. As soon as my hair dried I grabbed a brush and ran it through the knots until it looked manageable.

I picked up the now hot curling rod and passed it through the various sections of my hair creating soft and smooth waves.

Moving on towards the makeup, which was the easiest. Foundation, blush, mascara, eyeliner and a touch of lipstick. Clean and classy.

With the makeup and the hair done I finally motion towards my red dress giving it a pleasant smile. The fabric felt soft against my skin. The way it fitted me gave me a sensual yet feminine silhouette. My feet then slipped into a pair of silver stilettos.

Grabbing all my necessary items I threw them inside my purse. I took one last look into the mirror. Everything looked perfect. But, I was missing something...