Roses of Possession (BOOK 1 || EDITING)

32: The Revelation

☪Dark and Mysterious Love Trilogy:

"Roses of Possession"

32: The Revelation

❃—❷ Ⱳeeks ℒater—❃ 

"But Jane, you can't do this to me."

"You want my help, I'll give it to you now. Otherwise, I'll stay out of your business for as long as I live." I retorted, folding my arms over my chest. Yep, sarcastic as always.

Niall gave me his best puppy dog eyes —which is kind of working— in the aspect of convincing me. I swear. His big blue eyes are absolutely impossible to resist. But still, no.

"If you really like her—"

"I will but not now." Niall stopped me prominently.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "No... I don't think that's how it works Ni. You see, you woke me up at —I glanced at the wall clock above my doorway— Six am in the morning to rant about how strange you feel and that's not fair; now is it?"

"I know!" Niall defended, raising his arms up in the air. exasperatedly. "Look, let's leave it. Besides," He looked down and fiddled with his thumbs. "I don't think she feels the same."

"Well you'll never know unless you try." I gave him a dead look, turning around to head to the servants' room. 

Gosh. I'm definitely not in my best mood to just barge in someone else's room with my perfectly tangled morning hair and showy night dress. I ain't even got any shoes slipped on and the floor is giving me chills. But Niall waking me up at a very early time in the morning to tell me how he feels about Ellen and how he's scared of developing his feelings for her is a best example of injustice. 

"Jane, please have mercy." Niall pleaded, a glittering smile spreading across my lips.

"Wouldn't it be clever if I become a beautiful matchmaker?" Niall groaned in defeat. Well, yes. He knows he's got nothing against me. With mine and his world sometimes connected by pipes, my word is law. He should know that by now.

He stomped his feet just as we reached the staircse. I can't blame him though. Telling someone you like them is exceptionally hard when you barely talk to them and especially when you haven't even got a chance to know them yet.

But it would be very awesome if I get to make a lovely couple. I mean, falling inlove is a wonderful mystery that takes a man and a woman to a magical place and all they do is stare at each other's eyes and admire them more than anyone could ever do.

"I hate it when you're mushy." Niall moaned and nudged me by the shoulders. I stumbled sidewards, hitting the wall. "Don't ask. you deserve that." He laughed.

"Jerk."

"You love that jerk."

"Never in a million years."

"Oh come on Jane, I know you do."

"Oh come on Niall, yes I hate you."

"I know! I love you too!"

He gave me a knowing smirk before I found myself running for dear life. No one knows how this dear boy could make me run faster more than I ever thought I could. I don't want to end up breaking the millionth vase and earn a scold from Zayn because of Niall's tickles. This leprechaun!

As I stop and held my stomach, to regain my normal breathing, I gave Niall a pleading look. Then, before he could speak, we both remained silent and our eyes widened in horror. I had to cover my mouth so my breathing couldn't be heard.