Stone Cold // Haylor

Eight: It's A Bad Sign, A Bad Sign

Cara: Ugh, bobbledonfiddlesticks. I hate this.

She was walking down the street, still in her signature ripped jeans and skull shirt, flustered over the eerie incident with Niall. He seemed like a completely different person when he went all the way to yell at her. And then he left her standing at the doorstep of his empty house. Did she do something wrong? Wasn't she supposedly the 'love of his life'?

Guess they're all jerks after all.

When Cara was a kid, her mum and dad separated, making her believe love is non-existent. Only during her teenage years did she enter the platform of dating, like most people do, but she never really believed anybody would love her. That was until Niall came into her life. He walked in with buckets full of light and made her feel like the angel of Glowingville, or something.

She thought nothing would go wrong, Niall isn't like those typical guys, especially since the day everything started.

Niall: I had fun.

He was clad in a black suit, with a red bow embracing his neck. In the moonlight, his stark blue eyes stood out, and as his gaze shifted to her, her heart muscles contracted and warmth spread into her cheeks. He's so good to me, she thought.

Cara: I loved the music.

They stood there on the little bridge above the pond behind the restaurant in peacefulness. Cara checked her reflection swiftly, and immediately regretted wearing the bourbon flavored lipstick, because it looked so dark in the night. Then Niall reassured her:

Niall: You know, you look beautiful.

He looked like he was feeling awkward, but when Cara burst out chuckling, Niall scratched his neck and continued:

Niall: Yeah, that sounded a lot less creepy in my head.

Cara: Should've used one of those One D pickup lines, Niall.

Niall: No, then this moment won't be so original. Cara, I have something important to tell you.

Her heart stopped then and there. Was this it...?

Cara: What is it?

She dared to ask.

Niall: Okay, here goes. Cara Delevigne, since the time I met you, I've experienced feelings that I didn't think I was capable of feeling. You know how to comfort me when I'm low; you're the goofiest, stupidest being out there- and I love that, mind you. You're so unique, I feel like if I make a mistake, I'll let the treasure slip out of my finger. So, here I am, totally embarrassed out of my mind because I've never really done this before, but I wanna say that...I love you Delequeen, and I want to start something with you.

Cara: Oh my god, Niall....this is so....

Niall: It's too much isn't it? Fudge, I knew this was a bad ide-

Cara wrapped her arms around niall's neck tightly. She felt so elated after hearing all of that especially coming form him.