~Chapter 7~

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Chapter 7

“Have a seat.” I smile at him as he follows my command. He’s dressed in an oversized hoodie, dark ray bands, and an oversized beanie like mine.

“I love your accent,” He says as he checks his phone. I chuckle at his comment, “Thanks, I love yours too.” He looks up at me and gives me a genuine smile.

“Sorry, the lads were wondering where I ran off too…” he trailed off. I immediately froze up. Meeting Niall was bad enough, what if they wanted to meet me too?

Niall noticed my discomfort and quickly continued, “No, no, they’re not coming, I just told them I went to the grocery store to grab some crisps.”

I smiled at his kindness. “Thank you.” He smiled and nodded.

“No problem, they are a bit of a handful…”

An awkward silence settled over us. I took a sip of my drink while checking my phone and replying to a few tweets from Lily and Ella. Of course Lily was asking about fashion, and Ella was interrogating me on what I was doing every second of the day. I laughed at her tweet to me,

@EllaJohnson13:

@ashley_carter

I expect a thorough update every night of how your day went. I miss you loads, Nathan is being a meanie without you here!

I quickly replied,

@ahsley_carter:

@EllaJohnson13

Nate doesn’t do anything unless he’s provoked… what did you do? You’re a terrible kid, I will never understand how Kathleen puts up with it! #justkidding #loveyouloads

I looked up from my phone to see Niall studying me. When I caught him looking he looked down blushing. He looked back up moments later, clearing his throat,

“So how do you like England so far?”

“It’s all really beautiful. I never want to leave.” I replied honestly. I heard him mumble something under his breath.

“What was that?” I asked him. His cheeks turned a faint pink before replying, “Oh nothing. So what were you laughing at beforehand?” he asked.

“Just Ella being a turd. I swear, she acts like she’s my mom sometimes…” I trail off chuckling to myself. I miss them all so much.

Niall notices my discomfort and he reaches over to grasp to top of my hand that’s resting on the table between us. I don’t make a move and takes his other hand and places it underneath.

“Hey, look at me.” He whispers gently. I take a moment to tear my eyes away from my lap to look into his deep blue eyes.

“I know it’s tough but it gets easier. I’ll help you get through this.” I smile at his words and I whisper a thank you.

We talk for another hour about the most random things, varying from the boys, to my friends, to Talia, to freaking food. Doesn’t surprise me that he brought it up. I look at the time on my phone.

“Holy shit! We’ve been here for an hour and a half! I gotta go lunge and groom Talia!” I exclaim, throwing stuff in my bag and shrugging on my jacket. Niall jumps up too and throws away his trash before walking back over.

“We should do this again sometime; it was really nice meeting you in real person. The lads want to meet you too but I told them later since I assumed that’s what you wanted to do. Is that alright?” he asks with uncertainty. I smile at his kindness.

“Yeah of course. It was great meeting you.” I say as he gives me a small hug and I hurry out the door.

As I make my way back to campus all I could think about was the colour of his eyes. He was literally so perfect. I reached the stables at 2:30 after I went to the dorm and changed. The sky had changed to be bright and sunny with a light breeze so I opted for a tank top, cowboy boots, and a plaid button down shirt. I wore the same pants as before though, since they were stretchy.

I saw that Christina and Amanda were had taken two cross ties already and they were finishing grooming their horses. Amanda gave me a small smile while Christina gave me the cold shoulder.

I grabbed Talia’s halter and walked over to her field. She was already waiting at the gate, sweet girl. I slipped it over her head and as I was walking inside, Amanda and Christina came out with their horses. I walked past them into the barn and hooked her up to the cross ties. Trey was in there too with a sorrel gelding. He was about 16 hands. He smiled at me before asking, “Do you want to go on a short trail ride with me? I could use the company.” He pleaded. I didn’t even know there were trails out here.

“Sure!” I finished grooming and went to get my trail tack, which consisted of all of my old barrel tack. I had a Team Steinhoff saddle with clear crystals. The seat was full and it had a purple and brown leopard print. The chest strap was the same with crystals overtop of the leopard print, and same goes with the bridle. I was always rocking the show.

I stepped out of the tack room and Trey was looking at me with his eyebrows raised.

“It’s called re-using it, duh!” I said with a wink. He shook his head and finished tacking up his own horse.

I finished tacking Talia up and quickly put on some old Professionals Choice boots. Don’t want her pretty little legs getting all scratched up!

We both finished and lead the two outside. Debby looks us up and down before exclaiming, “Oh don’t you two look cute!” Trey rolled his eyes and we mounted. Before taking off, Debby told us that she ‘absolutely had to take a picture’. I handed her my phone and she quickly snapped one before sending us on our way.

The trail was nice and peaceful, with the birds chirping and fluttering around us. Trey and I talked for a bit until we reached a clearing. He looked at me and grinned. “Wanna race?” I looked at the ground. It all looked clear.

“You’re on!”

“3…2…1…GO!” he yelled and we took off galloping through the clearing. The wind was blowing through my hair and Talia’s hooves and heart were thumping. I didn’t care about the race, Talia was happy and that was all that mattered. She was snorting away and I was smiling widely. The rush was amazing.

It ended almost as fast as it started. A log had fallen over and Talia and I didn’t realize. She skidded to a stop and I went flying over the log.

“ASHLEY!” I heard Trey call as I blacked out.

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Photo on the side is of Trey :)

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