That One Night

Chapter 23

Waiting for Niall to speak was really testing my patience. Even though it didn't take long, it still felt like ages for me.

"Okay, so, You're really the only person that's wanted to really know anything about me. You actually want to hold conversations with me. Everyone else is too scared, but I don't see why. I am a nice guy, people just can't see it." Niall seems to be a little off. His words make me feel special.

I had enough guts to talk to him. I had enough guts to meet his friends. I had enough guts to let him take me to his place and I even had enough guts to stick up for myself.

But him saying that I'm the only one who wants to know anything about him makes me feel amazing.

"But what about your other friends that you were with last night?" I ask.

Well wouldn't they know practically everything about Niall. They've been his friends much longer than I have.

"They don't know jack shit about me. All they care about is if I can get them drinks and shit like that." Niall explains.

"They surely know heaps about you. How long have you been friends with them?" I still don't believe that Niall's friends know nothing about him.

"The only things that they know about me is my name, my age, my gender and my sexual relationships with girls. I've known them for nearly two years now." Niall seemed to struggle to say 'sexual relationships'.

Probably previous bad relationships. Or he's having trouble with his girlfriend. I'm not going to pry into that kind of stuff. But I do want to know more about him. He's still kind of mysterious to me.

But then again, he knows absolutely nothing about me. I should ask him a few questions before I leave and never see him again.

But I guess that there's really no point in knowing him, because as soon as I walk out that door, he'll once again be a complete stranger. Never to be seen again.