All To Myself [one direction]

Chapter 5

There was a beam of light being reflected on the table from one of the windows along the wall of the hall. I remember this catching my attention, as the light gladdened the blue spheres in Niall’s eyes, making them sparkle and reflect the mesmerizing waves of patterns that made up his gaze. It was truly breath-taking the way the light brought out the colour in them; it was like staring at a clear blue ocean, where the waves mirrored the several different shapes created whenever he would blink and have his eye catch a different speck of light.

Monroe brought me back to my senses when she literally dug her nails in my arm as we neared the table. Niall looked frightened by the way Monroe bit her lip; Louis who was sitting next to him was chuckling and nudging him, but the only reaction that he got from him was the slight crimson flush that sneaked onto his cheeks. 

I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. I knew Monroe’s obsession had been bad, but I never thought it was to this point – where she actually discomposed her idol. Of course, I tried shaking her and telling her to please control herself, but it was as though I was talking to a wall.

We were a couple of feet away from the centre of stage when I decided to look at the boys’ reactions as they took us in. Most of them were looking at Monroe’s incitement, and obviously asking themselves what was it about them that brought this kind of behaviour? At least, that’s what I thought they were thinking. However, I also noticed that not everyone was grabbed by Monroe’s performance. Two members were in fact, looking at me.

You may have guessed who the first one was already, his stare was almost penetrating. It made a chill run through my body as I caught glimpse of his eyes before I diverted my look on to the second person. Harry Styles was wearing a small yet visible smirk on his lips as he twiddled with his fingers.

It made me feel uncomfortable seeing them look at me. I really didn't know what I was doing to cause them to focus on me instead of my best friend. I was convinced that my scoff earlier may have been the reason for Harry’s eyes on me, but I had apologised on that very moment. I felt awful doing it; honestly, it was very disrespectful of me. So I could see why Harry may have had a problem with me; yet that smile he offered me before made me question there was even a problem at all. But as for Zayn, I simply didn't have a reason why I was drawing so much attention to him.

The battle of thoughts in my head may have caused me to slow down, and hadn't realised that it had affected Monroe. In seconds, her foot made contact with mine and sent her buckling forward as she landed on the floor. 

I had to shake my head to rid the thoughts before I leaned down to help. The situation was becoming even more humiliating, and we were drawing inevitable attention from people in the room. I felt my cheeks burn as I heard some laughter from the room and noticed we were in the spotlight that I really didn't want to be in. But as I bent down to help Monroe, Harry -who was at sitting on the edge- stood up from his chair and came level with me as he helped me get my friend back on her feet.

“Thank you.” I muttered quickly without looking at him, as I straightened Monroe’s skirt.

“My pleasure.” He breathed, and even though I wasn't looking at him I could feel the smile on his lips.

I assumed Harry returned to his chair, as I heard the screech against wood as he drew his chair forward. Monroe’s face reddened in seconds as she registered what had just happened. She kept tugging at her hair, trying to hide the pink taint on her cheeks as she looked at me with eyes that only shown shame. It was obvious that she thought the situation the end of the world, but as much as I tried to recompose her and tell her that it was alright, she simply wouldn’t have it.

“How could you say that?” She exclaimed, as she stood frozen in her spot. “Didn’t you see his face? I could hear him laughing.”

“He wasn’t laughing, it will be fine!” I said calmly as I tried pulling her towards the table, “Monroe, if you carry on standing here, they will all think you’re weird. Now, come on!”