Along For The Ride *One Direction/ The Wanted*

iYiYi

sorry it's been awhile I'm stress with college, but this chapter is in Harry's and Niall point of view so Yay! read the end of story note guys I have a message----> 

Chapter 4-iYiYi

Harry’s P.O.V.

I was at my poetry reading club. There was a lot of emo kids here tonight. And there she was, Cynthia, in her fishnet tights with high black boots, and a black and purple corset top, with her hair in a ponytail and her face cover in thick dark make-up. She stood up, looking overconfident to read her work.

“Death” she whispered looking around the room at everyone her eyes landed on me for a second for she continued. “You come silently and go away with all

Only the tranquil body tasted

The wasted body when mix with light

Whom you take away was he then

Not related with this body.

As the sun after growing you make his own world with lover

Death, do you also do that?

Death you are very cruel and inflexible

Symbol of truth as like a mirror

This body will turn into dust- soul will be wife of others

Only deed will stay

Death o death! At that day when you will

Come to offer love for first time

Of sort this heart doesn’t go to miserliness to accept you

Death o death- grasping your hand

While leaving this world

If tear oozes-will be that wrong?”

When she finished my mouth hung open and I started clapping loudly, everyone stared at me, including her. I was supposed to snap, not clap. I dropped my hands to my side. I coughed and looked away from everyone. She walked off the dimly lighted stage to her table, putting away her things.

Another girl went up on the staged doing some weird dance performance with a tall and thin, acne face lad.

I didn’t notice what was going on around me until I felt a tap on my shoulder; I turn to see her staring at me with bright brown eyes.

Cynthia smiled at me, she was stunning. “You like my poem huh.” She said; I wasn’t sure if it was a question.

I nod my head at her not knowing what to say, “yeah, yeah it was great, yep I really enjoyed it, the beginning, middle and end, even the part of death.” I got out, saying utter nonsense to her.

Her smile got wider; I gave her a shy smile as well, not knowing why she made me feel like this. “Are you busy right now, we could talk about it over some coffee.” She said

It was like my heart was going to burst out of my chest. “Yeah, we can, there a shop near the campus they have amazing coffee, and do you like coffee.” I asked another stupid question.

Cynthia didn’t answer she just took my hand with a grin on her face as I followed her out to her car.

Dreams do come true.

 Niall P.O.V.

I was in the campus longue with Fat Amy, I mean Martha and her friend; I think her name was Justine. I played with my pencil, drumming it on my notebook, I notice Justine staring at me, gave her a cheeky smirk, she looked away with her cheeks turning red.

Marta sighed loudly before saying, “I can’t do this anymore.” She closes her psychology book. “Mrs. Lowe is crazy, a fifteen page essay before thanksgiving, which is in what?” she looked over to her friend.

“Four weeks.” She answered in a quiet tone.

She doesn’t speak much like Martha does; she was pretty young and smart. Straight A student, she was. “Take the night off, its Halloween this weekend, the football guys are throwing a party, we’re all going right?’ I asked her.

Martha and Justine both looked at each other before staring at me like I was crazy. “You’re not serious right, Ashley hates us, she’s dating Drew I heard or was it Kelly Blatz.” A few rumors were going around about Ashley Tisdale as usual but I never believe them.

I shrugged, “you can’t be scared of her still, she is not stupid to try and bully you girls again.” They both sat really quiet when I said that. “Is she?”

Justine whimpered at this question. “She just, I don’t, she pushes me around a bit, stole my assignment.” Martha stammered as she answered.

I smack my hand down on the table, then I heard loud giggling, it was Ashley and her friend Brenda Song walking into the lounge.

 “Yes, the rumors are true, I am dating Drew.” Everyone’s eyes were on Ashley as she made her announcement.

“Oh, there will be a party at Kelly’s pad this weekend, everyone who’s anyone is invented, no freshmeat.” Brenda eyes turn to a corner where the freshman sat.

They both walked out the lounge after that, people started talking about what just happen.  Martha looked drained as did Justine. I saw a few seniors and juniors excited looking, I turn back to look at them. “You guys are still going to the party, to hell with Ashley.”

Justine looked up at me, “How, she doesn’t want us there.”

I just winked at her, “I know people alright, you guys just be there.” And I left it like that.

After another hour at the lounge I went up to my dorm. I heard noises and I saw a rubber band on the door knob. I reach to pull it off then open the door.

A girl with black and purple hair was sitting on Harry’s lap, her face was on his, they were kissing and moaning, Harry was grabbing her boob with one of his hands, it was disgusting. I coughed twice before they broke apart. I gave them a fake smile. “Hey.”

She glared at me, her eyes were black like a demon, “What the hell dude, didn’t you see the rubber band?” she asked, I pulled it out from my back pocket. “That means the room is occupied.” She snapped at me, I finally saw Harry’s face which was red; his lips were wet and full.

I gagged at the sight of him, “Yeah, well its 11 and I have class in the morning.” I told her, how dare she come in here and act this way towards me, it’s my room as well.

She sighed before giving Harry another sloppy kiss and winked at him before heading to the door, “I’ll see you in class Harry.” He just gave her a dopey smile and waved. She left but not before glaring at me.

She slam the door shut, I winced before I turn to stare at Harry, “Who the bloody is she?” I asked him.

He let out a soft groan walking over his bed, and then threw himself on it. “Cynthia isn’t she a dream.”

I raise an eyebrow at him, the girl smelled like whiskey and weed.  “So she’s your dream girl huh.” He nodded putting his arm over his face.

“She asked me out for coffee then asks to come back here. Niall I might be in love.” Okay so he lost it completely.

I shook my head at Harry and walked over to bed. At least he’s happy for now, but there is something about that girl that doesn’t fit right with me, she isn’t right for Harry at all and there may be more to her than she’ll let on. 

Hope you guys like the new chapter Justin Bieber, Nathan Sykes and Tom Parker will be in the next chapter.

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