Jacqueline's POV
A guy never looked at me the way he did, not even Antonio. Other boys looked at me as a piece of trash to stomp on or a new toy for Christmas that goes away once the newest one comes out. This blond boy here looked at my differently. He stared at me with something I've never seen before, genuine interest in who I was. I snapped out of my thoughts as I met his pale blue eyes once again. I blushed heavily as my sweaty palms rubbed against my jeans.
"What are you doing here on this awful evening?" I asked as I leaned back in my chair, deciding to relax because I was probably gonna be here a while anyway.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," he said as he shook his head, ruffling his fingers through his hair.
"Surprise me," I said with a grin, "I bet my story's worse."
"Naw mine's pretty bad, my bands tour bus broke down in the middle of the road on our way to the airport to see our family, but we got a flat tire" he chuckled in his cute accent. What was it anyway Scottish? Australian? Whatever it was, it made him twenty times hotter than he already was.
"Well my parents are stuck in jail and I'm forced to go to my brother and his lovey dovey new wife's house but than my train broke down in the middle of no where" I spoke with confidence. At first he looked at me in total shock, trying to comprehend what I was telling him. He than started laughing like a hyena.
"You can't be serious," he stated smiling and shaking his head.
"Oh I wish I was lying," I exclaimed, "than I wouldn't be stuck here for the next twenty four hours". His eyes than suddenly changed to sympathy and sorrow.
"I'm so sorry," he said in a low tone, "that must be absolutely awful."
"Eh it's okay I guess," I shrugged. We sat there in silence once again. I shivered and rubbed my hands against my sides, freezing considering I just walked for about a mile through the snow. All of a sudden, I saw him stand up. Where was he going? I thought to myself, DON'T GO! It was nice being able to talk to someone who was interested in getting to know me.
"Where are you going?" I blurted out. Why did you do that? I screamed in my head mentally slapping myself.
"Is it a problem to come to warm up a girl that's freezing her butt off?" He started walking over to me with his lope sided smile. He sat down in the seat next to me, and took off his leather jacket. His abs bulged out of his white v-neck and I couldn't help but stare. He handed the jacket over to me, but I pushed it back to him.
"I can't take that, it's your jacket," I said shaking my head.
"It's the time for giving," he replied as he wrapped the jacket around my petite body. He went up behind me and rubbed his arms up and down my arms. I got extreme goosebumps as I felt his warm breath on my neck. I felt safe with his arms around me, I wish I could stay there forever. I looked up and our noses bumped, our lips were so close together. We stood there in silence, not sure what was going on.
"NO PDA PEOPLE," I heard a male British voice perk up in a girly accent. Niall immediately turned in shock and fell backwards his head hitting the floor.
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