Unpredictable [n.h. au]

eleven.

FINALLY AN UPDATE.

"it's been 84 years."

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Fire.

That's all I felt as his lips were pressed to mine. It felt like heat was taking over every single inch and aspect of my body. I didn't know how else to describe it.

But then, there was also that feeling, that thought deep in my mind, telling me not to do it, not to fall for him. I was fully aware of his character and I had heard all the rumors about him and so many other girls. I didn't want to fight it, but I had to. I had to resist it.

"Niall, no," I said as I made an attempt to push him away. He wasn't budging, though. He continued to kiss me, trailing down from my mouth towards my jawline, moving down to my neck. It felt amazing, but I couldn't go forward with it.

"Niall!" I finally had the strength to push his toned body away from me.

"What? What the hell is your problem? Just have some fun," he looked annoyed as he answered me, staring at me with shock.

"I-I can't," I stuttered.

His emotion changed from shock to anger within a second. His eyebrows scrunched together as his hands closed into fists on both sides of his body, his entire stature screaming 'you're gonna regret this.'

"Ya know what? Fine. I only did it to shut you up with you're whining anyways. You're so desperate to get my attention," he went on and on even though I could read through his lies. It's like he doesn't even remember how close we used to be years ago. I may not know who he is now, but I can still certain sides of him.

As soon as I heard his response, I had it. Really? Desperate? I don't think so you blond little shit.

"Me - desperate? You're the one who kissed me, you idiot!" (zayn voice, miss my bby so much)

He rolled his eyes before starting to walk off, back inside into the chaotic party. "I don't need to deal with this crap right now."

I grabbed his arm and pulled him back towards me in a sudden move, but not for reasons that you'd think. I took a few breaths before calming down and finally speaking once again.

"Look, I don't know what happened back at that game. I don't know what caused you to get so upset with me and-"

"Oh please, Veronica, I wasn't-"

"Shut up and let me finish. I don't know what exactly that...you know what meant either, but I don't wanna be fighting, okay? I want us to be on good terms."

He looked straight into my eyes as he apologized. "You're right. This was stupid to argue over anyways."

We both began to walk back into the party together as I spoke under my breath, "I wish things were like the way before."

Right before we made it back inside, I swore I heard his faint whisper, "me too."

- NEXT MORNING -

I woke up on the couch in one of the massive living rooms, quickly rising from my slumber, my eyes searching my room for blue eyes blond. I got up from the couch accidentally stepping on someone on the floor, discovering it to be Niall. He grunted an "ow," as he rubbed his now-stepped-on chest.

"Oh my gosh, Niall! I'm so sorry!"

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned and in that moment, I was happy to see such a beautiful picture. God, he was so cute when he was tired. Too bad I'd probably never witness it again.

"It's 'kay. Let's get going, aye? I got some stuff to do."

He grabbed his dress jacket and threw it over his shoulder while simultaneously slipping on his shoes. I didn't even bother putting on mine.

A few minutes later, we were at my driveway, right next to his house as well. The awkward tension was growing by the minute and I had no idea what to say or do. What could I say or day, honestly?

"So...um...thank you for last night..."

He laughed at my awkwardness. I obviously wasn't as outgoing as he was.

"You're welcome, probably could've been better, though," he tells me as he places his hand on my thigh yet again, rubbing it for the thousandth time.

I quickly moved his hand and placed it into the cup holder in between us. What else was I to do? I opened the passenger door as he rolled down the window.

"Yeah...well, does this mean were gonna actually start maybe being friends again?"

He laughed, "I wouldn't count on it."

I stared at him dumbfounded. What the hell?

"But what about-"

"Listen, Veronica. I want to explain but I-there's just some things I cannot tell you-" he hesitated.

"What do you mean-"

"I'll see you some time, alright," he interrupted as he rolled the window back up and drove off quickly. Looks like he wasn't staying home for anything. He made me curious, though. What was he talking about? Why couldn't we start hanging out again? What couldn't I know.

Niall Horan...what are you hiding?

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A/N: YO HOW WAS THAT? Sorry if it sucked, I literally wrote most of it while trying to watch the spurs game (tiago splitter or danny green pls marry me) so yeah. I literally have 1 more actual week of school as then finals and then I graduate like what the heck this is all happening so fast I NEED A MOMENT. Oh yeah and zayn took the 1d/website out of his twitter and deleted his bio and this shit still hurts like hell. RIGHT WHEN I THINK I AM MOVING ON AND OK I AM MISTAKEN. HELP ME LORD.

no but in all seriousness, I love zayn so so much and I know that if he's okay then I should be to and he still keeps me going everyday, along with the other boys as well. OH YEAH I MIGHT GO TO OTRA SEATTLE OR SAN FRANCISCO - NOT SURE WHICH ONE YET. & OMG guys I was exempt from my precal final HALLELUJAH. God is real.

SORRY FOR THIS LONG ASS AUTHOR'S NOTE Y'ALL. + I DIDN'T LISTEN TO MUSIC WHILE WRITING THIS CHAPTER SO YEAH

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