More than this

More Than This : Chapter 34 : Somewhere Only We Know

“IT'S PARTY TIME!!!”

Question?

Yes, there is a party.

Why?

The boys decided to go to a hotel instead, that have this party every single night, from 4PM until 2 in the morning. They let people in by 4PM but the real party doesn't start until 8PM.

Everyone was all around the place, dipping in the pool, getting some shots, flirting with random people. I sighed, wishing I shouldn't have come on the first place. Everyone is having fun! Especially my big brother. He invited some of his friends because he thought that he might be left out because we were younger and he's like – I don't know, a little bit older than us? Well, him thinking of that ended up to be quite true, not on him – but me.

My eyes searched around the area for a place where I can transfer, because if I were to seat on the place that I'm staying at the whole night, I'll surely be deaf by the time we get home. The speakers were just too near and the bass is just too high. I wont only be deaf, I might also have a mini heart attack.

After a hundred million years of searching, I was able to get a sight of a place where I can stay. It was at the other side of the place. There is this wooden fence that's leading to somewhere I don't know. There weren't too much people near it so I decided to go there. Without wasting any split second, I walked rapidly towards the fence squeezing myself through and bumping some people from the crowd. Once I get there, I came to notice that the fence is made of bamboo. Funny, I didn't know they grow bamboos in Las Vegas. Isn't it like too hot in here? I walked into the center to the door of the fence, noticing a plaque. It was surrounded with dust, making it hard for me to read what's written on it. I've decided that I should rub it off or blow the dust stuck into it, but remembered that I have an allergy to dust. So without reading what's on the plaque, I opened the fence door stepping into some kind of – garden, or at least I think it is.

I gasped, my eyes wide open.

What is this place?

It took me a lot of time to regain myself. Everything was remarkably amazing, it's as if I stepped into some kind of magical movie. I started to walk briskly on the pathway leading to a fountain straight ahead, trying to examine every single plant, tree and flowers that I get to pass by. The heels of my pumps make a sound as I continued walking through the marble pathway. It made feel lonely. It was a sign that I really was entirely alone, but this was what I wanted right? It was my own decision to be alone. So once I arrived at the end of the pathway, in front of me stood a cupid statue on top of the fountain. Behind it is a wooden bench in a maple wood color. It looks like an antique, but it is surely a piece of art. Everything was so perfect. The way it's carved and molded into an amazing seat. After I admire it's beauty, I sat on it and tried to clear my mind for a while. I really want to just relax for a bit and not think of anything that's bothering me. I lean my head on the top part of the bench, looking at the stars. The next thing I know, everything started to get blurry.

Niall's POV

My eyes searched around the place looking for Ari, but didn't get to see any sign of her. I sat on bar stool with some random girl that Justin set me up with. Sure she is that kind of girl that any guy would die to have a date with. She has the face, body and charisma of a Victoria's Secret Angel but I still couldn't stop thinking of Ari. She was all in my mind for the past few days. Not that she wasn't in my mind before but this time was different. Everything that's connected to her always reminds me of her. I also had a couple of dreams about her. Yes, you could say thatI've gone mad.

Once the girl I'm talking with started to get bored of me, which I really didn't mind. She said goodbye, giving me her number written on a tissue with a kiss mark on it. I sighed, taking it and putting it on my pocket. If I wasn't a part of One Direction, that girl might not even think of talking to me. I guess she just gave me her number so her connections would expand. You see that's the part of being famous that I really don't like. People are nice to you because you are famous, not because of what you truly are. Well not when i'm with Ari. Every time I'm with her, I feel normal.