Cherry Bomb || N.H

Introduction

Drugs

Sex

Two things that all people want.

Things that can satisfy you, numb you from pain and rage, to make you fell alive in the most part.

That's what he wanted, Niall Horan. Not the drugs, but to feel alive. He had fame, he had money. He pursued his dream of making it out of the small town, but behind the glitz and the glamour, when the fame is all gone, what do you have?

And she, had it. She was the girl who didn't care. She was hard to read, no desire to show no emotion at all. Her dark past didn't allow her. No one understood her and pain became worse and then she became numb.

Niall walked down the streets of London. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked. He wanted to clear his mind of things. Just lose time as he would excuse.

After the rumor of the media about the Mystery girl, he just bussed.

*She was no mystery, she acted like one, but she wasn't. Niall walked down the ally and felt a breeze rushed through him. He shivered, as goosebumps appeared down his spine.

"Come back again, Blondie." She smirked, as she leaned against the brick wall of the tunnel.

This wasn't the first meeting with the girl. After meeting her once, he felt attracted in a way.

"Yeah," He chuckled. "I guess so." He rubbed the back of his neck, shyly. The girl pulled something out of her pocket and lit it up.

She placed the cigarette to her mouth and inhale. She placed the match on the ground and stomp on it. She exhaled slowly, gradually make a cloud of smoke appeared.

"Don't you think you're little friends are worried about you.'' She twirled the fag around.

"I mean you are a grown man, you don't need parental advisement?" She replied viciously, inhaling the nicotine. Niall stuttered to speak.

Was she right? His twenty now, he shouldn't need his band mates looking out for him. He could handle himself. Or could he?

"They're fine without me tonight." He said, leaning on the brick. The girl nodded and came closer to him.

"Are you sure? I mean what's One Direction without the Irish one?" She asked, not really caring. Niall stayed stiff at the closeness.

Her scent was appealing, a mixture of smoke and citrus fruit. He gulped as she blew the smoke in his face. It burned his eyes ,but in a pleasurable way.

"You're different Blondie, you're so innocent." She scan his face, looking into his blue eyes, she looked down to his lips.

Soon their little moment was interrupted with Niall's phone ringing. She grinned as she estimate was correct.

Niall blushed as he answered it. "Hello?''

"Where are you, we need to meet in a half an hour?" Asked Liam.

"I was just taking a walk."

"Hurry back, bye mate."

Niall said his goodbyes and stared back at the girl, who was no longer near him as he wish she was.

She tapped her foot and smirked. Niall was embarrassed. She was right, he doesn't need people looking after him or checking up on him to see what he was doing. He wanted to be Free.

"Maybe you should go to you're friends, they seem awfully worried about you." She cocked her head to the side.

"Who are you?" Niall asked in curiosity. She was nothing he had seen before, she was like a new specie. Immortal.

"I'm You're Cherry Bomb."

* = play music