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2. "I'd like a lot of stuff actually..."

"Where are you taking me?" I cut off the silence.

"I already told you. Don't ask too much" He answered, eyes still on the road.

He is so hot. Yet not so quite nice. I'm in the same car with a stranger whom I don't have single clue about except of his name being Niall. He doesn't seem like a rapist. I'm not sure if he's gonna hurt me though.

"Are you gonna hurt me?" I asked him with no emotion on my face and looking through the windows at the trees we were passing by so fast.

"Why would I?" He answered plainly. Still not looking at me, but at the road.

Why would he hurt me?

"I just don't know you" I replied to him.

"I don't know you too"

He doesn't...

"Yeah but what you're doing isn't making any sense either!" I turned to him this time.

"I know"

He's so confident, why is he taking me?

"Can you take me back?" I questioned after about a minute of silence.

"No"

"Please?" I begged him. "Or promise me you're not gonna hurt me"

"I'm not gonna hurt you, chill" He said in an annoyed tone. He turned his head to my direction for 2 seconds, then turned it back to the road.

He looked serious.I know I just know that his name is Niall, but the way his eyes are watching the road, the way he taps his fingers on the steering wheel to the rhythm of the songs, the way he sucks in his top lip when he turns the car. He is beautiful, yet I don't know him from the inside. He does look scary because of the showing tattoos and piercings he has, but he made me feel a bit less scared about the fact that we're in the same car. I don't know...

I watched him pull in the parking lot of a complex.

"We're here" he said whilst digging his hand in his pocket, pulling out a key-chain with keys.

I opened my door and stepped out of the car. So did Niall in a little time.

He led me inside the complex and into his flat. Or maybe it wasn't his. I don't know.

The living room smelled like cigarettes, he obviously has people over a lot because he has alcohol bottles and empty packs of cigarettes everywhere. Can't be his alone by the amount.

I stood still watching him enter the kitchen and returning back with a black trash bag, swiftly grabbing the bottles, paper, and all kind of mess off the table,ground and the couch and dropping them inside the bag.

He finally got the bag tied from the top and he let it fall beside an wall which had about 6 guitars hanged on. He must play really well if he has all these.

"Are you gonna sit?" He asked turning my attention to him. He was standing straight, his thumb pointing to the couch he had just cleared out of stuff.

"Okay" I said in a low voice walking towards the couch. It was a black leather one.

I sat down and I must admit it was cold and I felt a liquid wet a spot on my leggings.

"Aren't you gonna sit?" I asked him while stretching my legs in front of me.

"No...I mean yes, but let me change" He answered smiling. Cute.

"Yeah okay" I said driving my attention to the TV that was playing behind him. I'm acting weird and I'm not supposed to act like that.

I see him walk away really fast, as I turned around to see where he was, I caught the glimpse of his blonde hair entering the room that was located behind the couch I was sitting on.

He didn't shut the door behind him. I got up and peeked through the door, I caught him taking off his hoodie which had a plain white t-shit under it. I can see his arms. Tattooed. He threw his hoodie on his bed and his hands moved towards his belt. I didn't want him to see me so I went back to my previous spot on the couch.

After a few minutes Niall got out of his room wearing a while t-shirt and dark-blue basketball shorts. His arms were full of tattoos, and I could see tattoos through the white t-shirt he was wearing. He also had a pretty hot body structure, his biceps are so attractive. No doubts. His lips were a light shade of pink, they were plump and so...kissable. What am I thinking?!


"Stop staring" I heard Niall speak up snatching me away from my unpleasant thoughts.

"As you like" I said in a normal tone and turned my attention back to the TV.

"I'd like a lot of stuff actually...." I hear him say and I turned around to see him smirking at me.

I smile and ask him to sit next to me, and he does.

He gets low in his seat which makes his knees bend and his legs look so tall now. His legs are attractive too, also contain tattoos, but not as full as his hands and torso are. I don't know why am I even mentioning his legs, but everything about him is hot.

"So..." I hear his voice whisper in my ear, sending little chills whom tickle my neck.


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