I can't remember too many times where I have had a genuine laugh. The last time I can remember is when I was with Niall over the summer going into 10th grade. He was trying to teach me how to skate, after he showed up at my house everyday for two weeks trying to convince me to skate with him. Only God knows why but I said yes. He held my hands while he walked and I stood on the skateboard. We did this for 5 minutes and then he suggested that I try doing it alone. So I climbed on pushed my leg and off I went........into the ground. Niall rushed to my side and when he got there my hands were covering my face like I was crying. He felt so bad and started rapidly spitting apologies at me until I rolled over and he saw the bigest smile ever on my face. He started laughing with me, and we laughed until actual tears came out of my eyes and my stomache hurt like after a good workout on your abs. That day was probaly the best day of my life. I'll never forget how after that we sat on the curb outside my house and the sun was setting and the sunlight was hitting his face at the perfect angle. His hair was perfectly messy and his eyes had this shimmer that no star could ever duplicate. And his hands they were so soft and gentle. Whenever I was with Niall there was this feeling I don't know how to explain it, but it wasn't anything that I have ever experienced. I have never needed to hear the silence when I was with him. With him things were warm, fuzzy, loud, perfect.
