My Summer Love (Niall Horan)

Chapter 4, Jacob

Juliet's POV.

I feel his warm lips on mine. I wanna pull away, but there's something about the moment that gives me a good feeling. Like everything else disappears.

He pulls me away.

''I'm sorry.'' Niall apologizes. ''I just wanted you to shut up.''

I blush and smile a weak smile.

''It's okay.'' I say and he looks into my eyes. Then he takes a quick look at his watch.

''We should probably make our way home...'' he says. ''It's 9:45 pm...''

I raise an eyebrow.

''Oh. We've been out for a while...'' I say and laugh.

''Haha, yeah.'' Niall says and smiles at me. We start walking. Niall is humming on a song.

''What are you humming on?'' I say and look at him.

''What?'' He says with an eyebrow raised.

''What song are you humming on?'' I repeat and he smiles.

''Oh, just a song from our upcoming album...'' he says and starts to sing a little louder.

''And you'll never love yourself half as much as I love you. And you'll never treat yourself right, darlin', but I want you too. If I let you know, i'm here, for you. And maybe you'll love yourself, like I love you...''

(yeah, I know that's Little things and that it is on the TMH album, but this is the summer before they released it!)

I'm speechless. It's so beautiful.

''That's...'' I take a second to just look at him before I finish the sentence. ''So beautiful.''

He smiles.

''Yeah. It is.'' He says and looks down at the ground. He continues humming.

We keep quiet for a few minutes.I keep thinking about the kiss. Why did he do it? Did he feel something for me? I mean like love... I just don't know.

And it drives me crazy.

I look at him. I need to ask him. Or else I'll have to think about it the whole night.

''You know the kiss...'' I say and give him a glance. He looks at me.

''Oh. Uh...'' He trembles and bites his lip. ''I don't know what I did. I guess I just wanted you to shut up, because what those girls said was just rubbish. You are not a slut!''

I give him a weak smile. I don't know what to say.

Should I just nod and then just forget about it?

Should I try to ask him if he felt the same thing as I. That spark.

Both of them seems so weird, but I have to choose one of them.

I nod.

Just a quick nod. Like I just think the same as him.

He probably didn't feel the way I felt.

Then I see that we're at Hannah's house. I start walking towards the door. I turn around and give Niall a last look.

''Goodnight Juliet.'' He says. I smile and reply.

''Goodnight, Niall.''

I can see a grin on his face. Then I walk up to the door with that strange feeling in my stomach. That feeling of butterflies and fireworks.

''Just... give up Juliet. He doesn't feel the same.''

I tell myself quiet. Cause I know it's the truth.

The stupid truth.

*The next day around 12 pm*

''JULIET MY LOVE!'' I hear someone scream.

Hannah.

I sigh.

''YOU GOTTA WAKE UP HONEY!'' She pulls my quilt away. I groan.

''Hannah...'' I say but she ignores me.

''It's 12 pm and you can't sleep anymore.'' She says in an excessive British accent. ''There is no time to sleep away this fine day. We're gonna start of with a very nice breakfast, and then we're go-''

''Stop it! First; I don't need to hear the whole plan of the day... and second i have travelled nearly 12 hours, i am still getting used to the times over here"

''Whatever...'' she says and smiles teasingly at me. I roll my eyes and stand up. ''WOAH! YOU MADE IT! YOU GOT UP OF BED! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU JULIET!'' Hannah wipes away a fake tear. I just laugh and walk sleepily to the bathroom. I put on a simple outfit and a light make-up.

I'm done 10 minutes later.

I walk to the kitchen where Hannah is standing.

''Want some breakfast?'' She asks and smiles at me.

''Sure.'' I say and she puts a piece of toast and a cup of tea in front of me.

''Bon appetite!'' She says and I giggle.

I eat the toast and drink my cup of tea.

''Thank you for the breakfast, Hannah.'' I say and she smiles.

''No problems!'' She says and I start walking upstairs. I go straight to my room. I see my phone laying on the bed. I pick it up.

1 new message.

I check it.

From: Jacob

Hey, Julie? Where are u? I've searched for u everywhere.. We need to clear things up.. Please, call me

Jacob Xx

I throw the phone back onto the bed.

Why did he have to remind me? I had just forgotten him... and then he ruins everything.

I won't ever call him.