Torn

Chapter 3

Niall's POV

"Greg!" I tell to my older brother.

"What's up?" he yells back

"I'm gonna be right back, ok?" I ask.

"Where ya off to?"

"Nandos!" I reply getting my stuff ready.

When I arrived I got my usual table right next to the door. After I order my food I see a girl sit down at the bar. She has very light blonde hair that has a unique shape to it. Her black eyeliner accentuated her pale blue eyes. She's average hight and she's dressed very casually. I didn't realize how long I was staring at her until she looked up at me with a shy crooked smile. I decided to walk over to her, to ya know, start a conversation.

"Um, hello." She says shyly.

As I walk over and down next to the girl I can tell that she's a tad bit nervous.

"The names Niall!" I say putting out my hand.

"I'm Lizzie." The girl says shaking my hand.

When our hands touched I felt a tingly felling all throughout my body.

"Well, your very pretty." I say to her blushing slightly.

"Your not to bad yourself Niall." She says smiling.

At first I thought she was shy, but now I see she's getting more comfortable around me.

"Thanks!" I say to her.

"I'm so sorry to break the mood but I really should get going." Lizzie says blushing.

"Aw! Now!" I say with a pouty face.

"But I would love to do this again some other time." Lizzie tells me with a huge grin sweeping over her face.

"That would be lovely!" I tell her.

"Bye." We both say at the same time blushing.

As I walk back to my flat I bump into a tree, because all I could think of was Lizzie. Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie. Was all I could think about the rest of the night. Before we left she said " Sorry to beak up this moment." Does that mean we have something? I know we just met and all, but I feel like we have a...some sort of a connection. And not to mention she probably the prettiest girl I've ever met in my life. She's just...perfect.

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Lizzie's POV

So guess what! I don't really get that excited about many things but guess what! Niall Horan, the Niall Horan came up to me and called me pretty! I was kinda shy a first, but then I realized that he just wanted to be friendly. So I was friendly back. But when our hands touched, I felt...butterflies in my stomach. Not like the nervous kind of butterflies, but the happy, excited kind of butterflies. His bleached blonde hair looked perfect along with his pale skin, and white, straight teeth. His deep Irish accent filled my ears and I became so wrapped up in it, that I almost zoned out on our whole conversation!

"Lizzie!" I hear my sister scream to me.

"What could you possibly want now! Can't you just leave me alone for once?!" I say. I'm just kinda pissed that she's been ruining the apartment I paid for! I hear no answer from my sister so I just assume that she figured what she wanted out by herself. But then I hear the waterworks start. I sprint down the stairs and run to Mara.

"Oh god Mara I didn't mean to upset you love!" I say placing her on my lap and running my fingers through her light, thin blonde hair.

"You yelled at me!" she screams at me in between sobs.