Illusion

Chapter 4

DEDICATION; @/jetsblckheart on Twitter for the INCREDIBLE header!
slyly- For picking the song with me!
Roo-bear100 for helping me with this whole thing!

Enjoyy!
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After the chat died out, we just walked very silently to his flat. I tried to open him up, to get words to come out of his mouth, but he was silent.

We got to his flat and he placed the guitar on the couch gently. Very delicate and gentle, just like himself. He went into the kitchen and came back with 2 glasses of water. He placed it on the coffee table and smiled.

I reached out to take it.

"Hey! What are you doing? That's for my guitar!"

I blushed, my face was incredibly red. He messed with me, and it felt nice.

"Just kidding, go for it. Don't choke though. I hope it'll cool you off, these cheeks need to go back to their normal colors I'm concerned."

He winked at me and laughed to himself. It was adorable. He slowly, and carefully unzipped the bag and got his guitar out. His eyes shone, I think it's a thing with him maybe?

"This guitar means the world to me, you know? It was my first, I got it when I was 12, I'm 25 now."

"Oh wow, 13 years. That's a long while."

"Yeah, it means so much, whenever I'm sad or I'm not feeling well I play this guitar, it makes me feel better. It fills up the loneliness around my flat."

"Some poetic stuff right there, deep shit man."

We both chuckled after that, even though I found it so adorable.

"Yeah, do you want your ears to be blessed with the music?"

"Okay, I'll rate you from 1-10, we'll see how good you are."

He took in a deep breath and exhaled, he closed his eyes and his fingers started strumming the strings.

"I'm gonna pick up the pieces, and build a Lego house, if things go wrong we can knock it down, my three words have two meanings, but there's one thing on my mind, it's all for you.."

He caught my eyes a few times while he was singing, a few charming smiles here and there too. It melt my heart. Much to my dismay, the song came to an end.

"So, how was it?"

"A damn billion out of 10. Wow."

"Oh stop it! You make me go red!"

Later on, he put a movie on and we were watching it. In all honesty, I couldn't focus on it. My mind was clouded by millions of thoughts. Soon enough, there was a tap on my shoulder.

"Hey, what's wrong? You seem upset. The movie had stopped for half an hour and you still haven't noticed."

His eyes were staring at me.

"Thinking about a few things."

"Well, would you want to share them?"

By now, the TV was off and there was silence between us.

"Well, for starters, I don't know how the hell im going to manage to get home."

"Sorted, I can drive you there, I have a car."

"I wish it's as simple as this Niall, I really do. I can't go back home."

"Why? Isn't home a place you could always stay at? Like a shelter?"