Moments Unseen (One Direction)

Chapter 11- Conversation

It was half two when Niall showed up at my door. I let him in and fixed him some food, (that boy loves to eat), and we sat up in my room to talk.

"So," he began before swallowing a mouthful of his sandwich, "what happened last night?"

"Well... Zayn saved me from some creep dancing with me then he pulled me over to a booth and told me I looked good and then we kissed..." I trailed off.

"Care to elaborate a bit?" He insisted... So I told him every single detail. From our dialogue at the booth to how the kiss felt, but not quite getting to what happened after the kiss. He stared at me, wide eyed. "So what does that mean then?"

"Ugh I really don't know Niall," I groaned. " The kiss made me realize that I like him, as more than an irritating bastard I mean. But then he left to go get a drink at the bar and while he was gone I went to the bathroom. And when I came back he was sitting at the booth with some girl straddling him and they were making out..." Niall reached out and swiped my cheek with his thumb, it was then that I realized I had started crying. I pulled both my hands up and frantically wiped my face, "Ugh, sorry I'm being such a stupid girl."

Niall moves his plate over and scooches next to me, "You're not stupid and you don't need to be sorry. You really like him huh?"

"I thought I did..." I trailed on.

"Jess," he puts his arm around my shoulder, " if you didn't like him you wouldn't be upset and cryin' right now."

I bury my head in my hands and groan. When I look up I see Niall's half eaten sandwich on the plate across from me and Niall sitting next to me with his arm around me. My eyes widen as I look from the sandwich to Niall and then back again, "Nialler!" I lean back a bit so I can look him in the eye, "You didn't even finish your sandwich?!"

"Well, my best friend is more important than a sandwich." He says whilst giving me a cheeky little smile.

I ruffle his hair, "Awww, Nialler! You chose comforting me over the last half of your sandwich! I know I made a good choice when I accepted your invitation of best friendship."

"Ya know.. That sandwich does look very tasty..."

"I did work very hard on it and all that talking and crying sure did make me hungry..."

I give him a mischievous smirk and his eyes got big. And I mean big, like I'm pretty sure they were as large as grapefruits. He looked at me then the sandwich and then back again, just like I had done moments earlier. At the same time we both lunged for the plate. Of course, I got it first. I was about to take a bite when Niall jumps and knocks me down to the ground. He straddles himself on top of me and tried to grab the sandwich from my hand. I put up a great fight but, Niall being bigger and stronger and obviously manly-we than me, he took it right from my grasp. I huffed and just when he thought I gave up I flipped him and took the sandwich back. Once again, he got it back and stretched his arm far out over his head so I couldn't reach without getting off of him. Using his other hand, Niall grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my head down so our faces were just centimeters away from each other. There we were on the floor of my room, me straddling on top of Niall and our faces nearly touching; both of us panting in result of the battle we just had for the sandwich. To anyone watching it would look like we were about to kiss, hell even though I was in the situation I felt like we were about to kiss. Just then Niall lifts his head, closing the gap between us. But, instead of kissing me, he let his lips just barely graze mine before moving his mouth to the side of my head and takes in a short breath.

"I win." He whispers into my ear. Still in shock, he pushes me off him and takes of running down the stairs, sandwich in hand.

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