Niall's POV
Screams and shouts greeted us as soon as we stepped out of the car and made our way into the arena. It was pretty massive with paintings everywhere. The crew had already set down to work while we made our way to the stage.
"Hey where's the restroom?" I asked a random guy. His eyes widened when he saw who I was before pointing out the way. I made my way up when I heard a loud noise. It came from a half-darkened room. I peered in it, when I heard a voice which made my heart skip a beat.
"Shit." A girl was bending down trying to pick up the fallen equipment, while holding several large balloons in the other hand. "Just when I was almost done." She grumbled.
It had to be her. It just had too. I could'nt be mistaken about that voice. The voice I loved. The voice I longed to hear. I heard myself call out her name, almost afraid, that it would'nt be her. I saw her stiffen, the balloons slipping out of her hand and floating away.
"Arshi?" I called again, walking towards her. She turned, her brown eyes piercing my blue. She was just as beautiful as ever. Goosebumps rose on my arms. I wanted to take her into my arms but something stopped me. Her accusing glare.
"Hey." I tried, stepping forward and taking her hand. She pulled away, taking a step back.
"Arshi. Listen." I moved closer. She just shook her head, moving further away. I noticed her nose turn red.
"Please." I pleaded. "I am sorry." I could'nt see her cry. My own heart was wringing. I was struggling to hold back my tears. I was responsible for this. I had broken her heart.
"Go away." She replied. I could sense the hurt in her voice. It stung me like a thousand pins. Tears were freely streaming down her face now. "Go away." She repeated,her voice breaking, before she turned and fled down the stairs.
[A/N: Short I know. Sorry. Its just a filler. Il make the next one longer and mushy okay. Pwomise.
Shoutouts to: 1Dluveee, irenealejandra37 & lexrhoran :)
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The Boy With The Blue Eyes
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