This is dedicated to the wonderful OurNorth ^-^ she is an amazing author and deserves our upmost respect. She turned me on to One Direction and Fan Fiction! With that said here is my entry for the one shot: Naill talks to Aris about the runaway bride.
I sat with my legs crossed underneath me, texting Spencer. A familiar smell filled my nostrils as the couch shifted and Naill sat next to me.
"Can we talk?" Naill asked turning toward me; glancing down at his hands.
"Uh sure," I smiled putting my phone into my hoodie pocket.
"I honestly don't know how to word this..." Naill trailed off, picking at his nails. I looked down at his hands then back to his eyes and smiled.
"Well I'm here to listen, Dr. Aris to the rescue." He let out a small chuckle and some of the tension dissipated.
"It's just something has been bugging me since the day we met," he started, bitting his lower lip. I swallowed nervously, running a hand through my hair.
"Oh? Why's that?"
"I don't know, I just feel like I know you from somewhere. I'm probably just imagining things," he laughed almost to himself. "Do you feel that way too?" I thought about it for a moment before I replied.
"Yes..." I trailed off, looking directly at Naill. His eyes flicked down to my lips and back to my eyes again as he shook his head slightly.
"Aris do you trust me?"
"What kinda question is that?" I laughed, pulling my hair to the side.
"Aris I'm being serious here."
"Oh..." I trailed off, wringing my hands. "Yes, I suppose I trust you."
"No you don't..." Niall said, his mouth dropping into a frown. I let out a huff and looked at the door. “If you trust me, tell me something no one knows about you.”
A lump formed in my throat and I looked anywhere but Naill. Well I don’t have to tell him I know who he is. Spencer and Harry both already know about that, but what could I possibly tell him? I don’t even know, why can’t I think of anything? I never had a problem lying to him before, why now? Nail cleared his throat breaking my thoughts and the silence that had settled around us. I glanced back at Naill, who was staring at me intently.
“Um, I honestly don’t have many secrets…” I started slowly. “I’m pretty open,” I smiled, letting out a small chuckle. Naill smiled weakly, looking down at his hands. An awkward silence settled over us and I shifted uncomfortably. “I should go…” I said standing up slowly. I brushed past him making my way toward the entrance of the room.
“Wait.” Naill said standing up quickly, turning to me. “Damn it,” he muttered grabbing his head.
“You okay?” I laughed turning to him.
“Got up to fast,” he shook his head.
“Oh, well I guess I’ll see you later,” I smiled and started walking again. Naill reached out and grabbed my wrist, tugging it so I looked at him. I looked down at his hand and back up to his blue eyes, just in time for him to pull me close against him. “Naill, what a-,” his lips cut me off, pressing softly against mine. I was taken aback at first but didn’t pull away, and to my own surprise I kissed him back. His soft lips moving against my own. He pulled away and looked into my eyes, before wrapping his arms around my waist.
“I know it’s you Artemis.” I pulled away and stepped back putting distance between us. I couldn’t conceal my shock, failing to keep my composer.
“H- how did you know?” He stepped towards me grabbing my hand.
“We should talk,” he smiled weakly, pulling me onto the couch next to him. “I know that we were arranged to be married and that you ran away, and honestly I don’t blame you… but hear me out okay?” I nodded his hand still in mine. He squeezed my hand reassuringly and smiled. “What do you say to giving us a shot…” he trailed off. “Just see where it goes and if it works then it works and if not at least we can say we tried.”
I looked into his eyes and saw the glimmer of hope, making his eyes shine. “I guess what I’m trying to say is, Aris. Will you go out with me?”
