(This is the longest chapter of this book so far. I would like to dedicate this chapter to my one of the favourite singers **Ingrid Michaelson** because you are amazing girl!
Please listen to the song where I have mentioned the place to start listening because I accidently listened to it when I was writing and it actually made me sweat my eyes. Just try it.)
Song for this Chapter
Over You - Ingrid Michaelson
(Niall's POV)
'Get me another.' Placing the beer on the coffee table I walked pass the waiter towards the row of glass windows. The small room next to the reception was empty when I first stepped in. And it remained the same.
I fucking hate parties!! My sub conscious keeps on screaming the same line. At the end of our work I got to hear about the party and there was no way I could not attend it. Paul dragged me and insisted to mingle around, but I was lucky enough to notice him join with his buddies so I could escape to a place with silence and zero human flesh.
It was night and the room was no brighter and glad of the dim lightings. While sipping the newly brought beer, I stared down at the busy streets. The heavily jammed streets and the burning tower lights around the city were trying to ease off the grimness. The mash up music was secretly sneaking into the room, but it was not a bother. The lifeless room filled with coldness relaxed my body, but my mind has run a long way.
'Sir, you are expected at the party.' The young boy who served my beer distracted my peace. He was carrying his tray in one hand and was holding the door handle by the other. He has no intention of leaving as I suspect this was an order from Paul and he was determined to take me with him.
'Leave me!' A grim tone made the boy panicked. Timidly he walked away.
With his departure, I hid myself within the shadows I was strangled with and focused back to the streets. I raised the glass to finish my drink, but a flinching image through the window made me stop at once. To my right was the entrance to the restaurant. And there I saw a girl in a blue dress ran straight from the doors to halt on the pavement. Although it was gloomy, the lights near the entrance have terminated the darkness completely letting me capture every single detail of that area.
I lower my raised glass and leaned forward to get a good look at this particular person. She was panting, but in the middle of the pavement, she did something crazy that only in movies you could see. She let go of her crossed arms and hold them on the air to make a straight line like a cross. With a deep breath, she raised her head up and closed her eyes. She was inhaling all the love in the air. Watching her from far away, all I could ponder the fact that she acts like she's the only one left on this planet. A cute smile ran over her lips. A strange movement covered my face. I ran my hand on my lips.
Am I smiling?
A sting of pain speared my heart, with a revelation.
'Ra..che..l?'
How can I forget that amazing smile? The lazy breeze flying pass was making her wavy hair-locks dangled wildly. But that's not what surprised me. She was so different today. That ocean blue dress made my heart and soul collided with each other. What is she up to? Each person passing her was running through their desirable lustful glare at her and all I wanted is to strangle each of them with my own hands. That view is reserved only for me. That naïve little girl belongs to me.
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