That One Night

Chapter 11

A guy around my age, maybe a bit older stands in front of me. I try to calm down but his appearance does frighten me.

His sleeveless shirt, ripped jeans, lip piercings and his many many tattoos kind of frighten me. I'm worried he'll hurt me. I don't want to speak to him but I can't seem to move so I wait for him to speak or walk away.

"Oh, shit sorry. I didn't see you there." His Irish accent is so strong.

"Umm....yeah....sorry..." I stutter

"Are you okay?" He's now looking me directly in my eyes.

His eyes are an amazing blue color. I can't help but stare.

"Hello..." He's waving his hand in front of my face and I snap back into reality.

"Umm yeah... I was just leaving" I try not to sound shaking but it's proven to be really hard.

"Are you sure that you're okay? Do you want to come sit down with us?" He's friendly

Us! There's more people that are like him. All looking like that. No. I can't be around them but if there as nice as.... Ummm.... Whoever he is then I should be okay.

I hope.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Niall, Niall Horan. And you are?." He's so polite.

I hope it's not all an act.

"I'm Sophia Jansen. It's nice to meet you." I don't sound half as shaky as I did before.

"I've never seen you around before." He asks while leading me to the table with the rest of his friends

"I don't usually go out much." I reply nicely.

"Over here" he points out a large table with many people.