Niall's POV
I sat on the step outside the condo, holding my signiture guitar in my arms strumming it. Zayn sat by me looking at the ground. He was wearing a forrest green sweater, dark blue jeans ripped at both kn ees and burgundy red boots. It was the complete opposite of what I was wearing. I had on a white T-shirt, a red and blue plaid sleeveless shirt, a pair of off gray skinny jeans and my all white supras. I continued to strum the guitar and began singing Tove Lo's acoustic version of Flashes.
"Just because I'm present
Don't mean I forgot about you back home
You think I'm surrounded
But babe, I do most of this alone
People come, I push them away
People talk, I know what they say; yeah
People com, I push them away
People talk, I know what they say
What about you?"
I saw people walking past stopping by to listen but I paid them no attention.(btw the first part of this song is the acoustic version. The second part is the normal)
"When I fuck things up,
When I fuck things up in front of camera flashes
What about you?
When all I built up
When all I built up with sweat, blood, tears just crashes
What about you? What about you? What about you?"
Zayn had started to sing softly along with me, jot so much that he overstepped my solo but enough he could be heard.
"When I fuck things up
When I fuck things up in front of camera flashes
What about you?
When all I built up
When all I built up with sweat, blood, tears just crashes
What about you? What about you? What about you?"
I finished that part of the song and now Zayn and I harmonized with each other.
"Money is a problem
You say it in a way like I'm too plain
I don't really need them
All I want is for us to stay the same
What about you?"
The guitar was one with my body now as I stood up and closed my eyes, singing more passionately as I thought of my ex-girlfriend Ellie and I felt tears well up in my eyes.
"People come, I push them away
People talk, I know what they say
People come, I push them away
People talk, I know what they say
What about you?
When I fuck things up
When I fuck things up in front of camera flashes
What about you?
When all I built up
When all I built up with sweat, blood, tears just crashes
What about you? What about you? What about you? What about you? Oh."
I open my eyes and stare out at the small crowd that had gathered. A guy with blond hair, blue eues and a nice masculine body stood out in the crowd.
"When I fuck things up in front of camera flashes
What about you?
When all I built up with sweat, blood, tears just crashes
What about you?
When I fuck things up yeah."
I strummed the last few notes never taking my eyes of of the guy in the crowd. He smiled at me and I felt my cheeks turning red. I looked away and when I turned back around he was gone.
Zayn patted my back and smiled softly. "Don't worry buddy. You'll get over her eventually."
I sighed. "If that were true then why haven't I already?"
Zayn looked deep in thought as he studied me. I packed up my guitar and before I turned my back on him he said, "Because you loved her once."
I shrugged. "Maybe but it still hurts."
Zayn gave me a sympathetic glance. "I know Ni. I know it can't be easy."
I gave him my best bitch face. "You think?"
We started walking down the street towards our car. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I plowed right into someone coming out of a store. I took a few steps back and apologizing I looked up...only to be captivated by blue eyes like mine.
"I...uh, sorry." I say but I barely hear myself talk. I'm still staring into his eyes because I can't help it. Nor can I stop. Nor do I want to.
"You should watch what's ahead of you before what's on the ground." The guy said. I felt guilty and ashamed for some reason. He smiled lightlheartedly at me. " I'm Lucas by the way. Lucas Till."
I cleared my throat. "I'm Niall. I'm really sorry."
"It's fine." Lucas says. "I was joking with you."
I glared at him but at that moment Zayn called my name. "Niall! Come on!"
I turned to see him striding back towards me and when I turn back around Lucas is gone.
This is Lucas Till.
