Mysterious

Mystereious Chapter 5

Mysterious Chapter 5

Niall's lips were pressed to mine. Our lips moved together. Sparks were flying. No, not just sparks, flames. It was a burning fire of passion. We were perfectly intwined. That was, until Niall pulled away.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that." Niall said looking down, embarrassed. His normally pale, angelic cheeks were now flushing with a scarlet red tint.

•Niall's POV•

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have have done that." I said. I felt so embarrassed. I could feel a deep blush creep up on my cheeks I just couldn't help myself. Her beautiful mahogany-red hair cascading around her face, down to her hips, since she was sitting down. Her breathtaking green hazel eyes, staring into mine. Her eyes, they were like magnets. They were pulling me to her, like a connection. Then before I knew it, I was kissing Marah. It was perfect, it felt as if fireworks were blasting through my whole entire body. Surprisingly, she kissed back. I thought she hated me. I was drawn out of my thoughts when I heard her giggle. I loved when she giggled, I thought it was adorable. I looked up at her, confused. She simply just rolled her eyes.

"Don't be sorry. Just do it again." Marah said, slamming her lips to mine, as if he had waited a century to do it. Like she had been waiting her whole entire life for this moment. I suddenly heard the door open, slamming against the wall. Marah and I bumped heads in reaction to us being freaked out by the door opening.

"Well well well, what is going on in here?" Harry said with a smirk spread on his face.

"Ugh, Harry! Really?" Marah said, clearly aggravated.

"Marah, this is where you go to take a piss, and frankly I have to take a piss, so.." Harry said as he gestured us out at the end of his sentence. Marah and I just rolled our eyes and left. After all, we didn't want Harry pissing his pants. He can barely get them off of his body. Wouldn't help the situation if they were soiled.

•Marah's POV•

I was so pissed that Harry had to come in there and spoil everything! He could've peed himself for all I care.

We all made our way to the living room, making conversation. Niall and Harry were on opposite ends of the couch, expecting me to sit in between them. Instead, I sat on Niall's lap with my feet resting on Harry. "So Marah, we don't know all that much about you. What do you like to do for a living?" Harry asked me, I now had every bit of their attention. "I got my degree in Fine Arts, so I teach dance at the Infinity Dance Company down near L.A." I explained to the boys as they looked at me with disbelief.

"But, Marah you're only 19! How are you finished with college? Plus working at one of the best dance studios in America?" Niall said with shock. I just laughed at his and Harry's faces. Their eyes were bugged out, it was a funny sight. "Well, I was homeschooled because of the bullying, so I did school work in the summer to graduate earlier, so I graduated high school around my sixteenth birthday." I explained to the boys. their eyes got bigger, I didn't think it was possible, but it was.

"Well, damn Marah. You're extraordinary. So where's your parents at? I don't think I've ever heard you mention them." Niall asked. I just looked down. This was a question I was hoping to avoid. I felt the hot tears well up in my eyes, soon making a trail down my cheeks. "It was last year. They were flying in from Panama, on their way home from their honeymoon, the plane..." I was sobbing by this point. They knew what had happened by now. They were both comforting me, trying to make me laugh but I just couldn't. "It was on my birthday. New Years Day." I said between sobs. I had a head throbbing headache by this point. Harry looked at me with concern. "Oh my God. That's awful." I heard him say, wrapping me in a hug.

I guess I must have dozed off, all I remember was getting carried by Niall and Harry tucking me in. I guess, that's when I slept my much needed sleep.