Ranaita

Ch.36

-Niall's P.O.V.-

I woke up to Ita, Louis, Zayn and Liam laughing their arses off at something. I decided that I wanted to have a laugh too.

"Hey, mates. What's so funny?" I asked the chuckle heads groggily as I rubbed my eyes with bawled fists. They just kept laughing. I sat up from the position I was in... on Harry! Argh! I jumped up at the realization and more laughter erupted from the arses in the middle of the room. Then, I saw that any visible skin on Haz was covered in different colored drawings and 'artwork'. I couldn't help but think 'Did they do that to me too?'. I looked down and, sure enough, I was covered too. I laughed a bit as I examined some things that Lou had obviously written on my forearm. Things relating to Niam and Ziall fanfics we have read in the past were in rainbows up and down my arm. Only appropriate to make it in rainbow colors, right Lou? Then, I looked at my other arm and noticed some oddly sweet things.

"Ita?" I questioned the slowly calming herself girl that was now sitting on the couch.

"Y-yes Ni?" she tried to say. I turned to face her.

"What does this mean?" I walked over to Ita, pointing to some words on my other arm. It read:

"But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life; and

thanks to a benevolent arrangement of things, the greater part of life is sunshine."

"That's my favorite quote. It's from the late Thomas Jefferson. It pretty much says that friendship is a wonderful thing. That, my love, is why you should be careful when it comes to friends. You never know when you might lose them, in more ways than one." she answered. Okay... now it's not so sweet. I know what she's getting at. She's telling me not to try anything with her because it could hurt many friendships. Mine and her's, mine and Liam's, mine and the other lads', her's and the other lads', but most importantly mine and her's. I know I said that twice, but my relationship with her is more fragile than the my relationship's with the lads. I love them and all, but they can forgive me no matter what, they have to for the sake of the band. Ranaita doesn't have to forgive me.

I can't back off, though. I think I love her. I thought I had gotten over it a bit, but I can't. She keeps making me love her with those odd hued eyes and her sweet, sweet smile. That wonderful, audacious hair and her amazing voice keep me within her atmosphere at all times. And, her lovely giggles, jokes, and personality almost make me melt. I may not be allowed to fall in love with her, but who can help it when I already have?

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-Ranaita's P.O.V-

The week is almost over and I've enjoyed my time with Liam so much. He's been too romantic for words. I love him and I'm glad that I do.

Throughout the past few days, I've had sex at least 12 times. (More than I had planned on) I've been seen naked 'accidentally' by all of the boys. They've seen me naked before, but this time it was on purpose. Every shower I've taken this week, besides the one with Liam, was interrupted by one of the lads walking in on me. It was quite rude how they just walked in and opened the shower door to ask me stupid random questions each time. Liam scolded them about it at least 9 times, but they didn't listen, of course.

Last night we had the most spectacular evening. Liam took me on a small boat into the middle of a nearby lake and sang me sweet love songs. We had a picnic on the grass by the lake and rose petals surrounded me. The glow of the candle light was radiant and only make Liam's perfect-self more perfect.

Today, he woke me up at 8 with a breakfast in bed. The boys were our personal servants and got us whatever we asked for. I couldn't help but torture them a tad, so, I came up with ridiculous things to ask for.