"Niall. What the hell was that all about last night." Liam complained to me. "I helped you get together with Josh." I said feeling proud. If Liam wasn't going to speak up for himself, he might as well live under a rock to rot. "No you did not. After you left, it got so awkward." he said. Okay, maybe my plan didn't go as planned. But, at least they got to talk, right? "Well, you both made some conversation didn't you?" I asked. He stared at me like he was going to kill me, but his expression softened. "Well.. a little conversation." he said.
"Really? About what?" I asked. He shook his head. "I'm not telling you. You should've been there though." he said, turning away from me. "Come on, Liam. What happened?" I asked. It couldn't have possibly been that bad. "Tell me!" I grabbed his shoulder and turned him towards me again. "Nope." he muttered. Stubborn little brat he is. "Okay, then. Don't tell me, I'll just ask Josh myself." I snickered. His expression when from a pout to a worried 'please-don't' look.
"Alright. I'll tell you. I don't want you to embarrass me anymore." he stated clearly defeated. I knew, he would tell me one way or another. "We just talked about.. stuff." he said. Ugh. What else did he say? "And? That's it?" I asked wanting to know more. "It was awkward at first, okay?!" he said. "But, then we started getting into more serious topics."
This was sounding better than I thought. Maybe- "So, he asked me on another date." Liam said. What! That fast?! I was expecting something less, like to hang out another time or something. Not an actual date. "Whoa. Did you accept it?" I asked. He smirked. "I'm not telling you anymore." he said, and I groaned in frustration.
"C'mon, you're killing me. Was it a yes or-" Liam nudged me. "Uhm Niall?" he said pointing behind me. "I think Zayn's coming over here..." he said. I turned around to see a guy coming towards me. Why won't he give it a rest. What part of 'I don't ever want to see him ever again' does he not understand?!
"Well, I guess I'll see ya later." he said walking away, leaving me to deal with the only person in the world I ever hated so much but also liked. "Niall?" he asked in a gentle way. I stared at him, hoping he would go away. "Niall, hellooo?" he waved his hand in front of my eyes. There is no way he going to leave me alone. "What?" I said, and he stopped waving.
"Do you hate me, Niall?" he asked me. What kinda question is that? "No, Zayn. I don't hate you." I said sarcastically. Apparently it was like he didn't understand sarcasm, because he began to smile. "So, what do you want?" I asked. This question. It never gets old when I say it to him. He dropped his smile. "Niall, we have to talk, but not here." he said and pulled me somewhere else that was less populated.
I pulled away. "Okay, what." I said coldly. "I am really sorry for what I did. It was wrong I know." he said. "Again with the sorry?! I'm sick and tired of hearing that from you. You keep saying that you're sorry but never mean it!" I shouted. "Niall. I swear this time I'm telling you the truth. I was blackmailed!" he said. By now, he was on his knees. I didn't have any words to say.
"Niall, you don't know how hard it is for me." he said. "No, you don't know how hard it is for me." I said. "You don't know anything about me. I don't even know why you are doing all of this bullcrap." He looked down, as if trying to look for words to say. "I... It's.. it's because I like you, Niall." he said. I froze. I've heard this line before. It's not that he really likes me; it's because of what I look like.
"No, you don't like me. We know nothing about each other. How can you like me?" I said. He was still on the ground. "I don't know..." That was all he could say. I knew it wasn't because he liked me for who I am. I pulled away. "Then you don't really like me at all." I said, and took a step back. "Good bye, Zayn." I sighed out and walked away. I knew I would never be able to find true love. I knew it was too good to be true. For a second, I thought it was real. Maybe it just got a little old now.
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Lust at First Sight [Ziall Trilogy]
Ficção AdolescenteEveryone wants to be liked. Not Niall Horan though. He was blessed at birth with a gift to grow up living a life where anyone who saw him would instantly fall for him. He is led to believe that he wouldn't ever find real true love. Until, one day, h...