Sparrows

Chapter 13

I am woken up to the sound of honking New York cabs. I check the time; it is 10 in the morning. Looking at how eventful my night was yesterday; I had woken up at a reasonable time. Though I am still hurt from what happened, I am the type of women who doesn’t victimize herself, I simply did not have the energy to hold a grudge, it was not worth it.

I slowly push myself up from the couch with my palms, my hair dripping over my face. I see Electra on the other side of me, her legs resting on my butt, she starts to groan when I start to move, accidently waking her up from her sleep.

“What time is it?” she asks, her voice drowsy, recovering from slumber.

“ 10 in the morning” I answer.

“Not too shabby” Electra says in a Russian accent, pulling herself off the couch and making me laugh, she was very random and had a skill for accents.

We both get up and brush our teeth’s, refreshing our skin, and changing into new clothes. Since I spontaneously slept in my jeans last night, I just put on my white pullover and slip my tan sandals on. I don’t bother with makeup and just tie my hair in a basic ponytail. Unlike me Electra is dressed perfectly, her fashion style being up to date, I really don’t know how she did it. Her hair was flat ironed straight and separated in the middle. She wore a basic white business shirt with light snake printed pants and a bright red lip. She looked flawless, and for someone so model like, she was pretty insecure and it made me sad that there are beautiful people in this world who can’t even see it.

Electra offered to get breakfast at a nearby café’ but I told her I would eat at home. I said that it would be better if I went home now while Louis and probably the people who passed out at our house where still sleeping, so I could eat in peace and read and write in peace and call maid services to clean the house up as well as replace anything that was broken. I really did not feel like seeing Louis so I wanted to get in and out of the house without interacting with him. I fixed all of Louis messes, I was used to it, I just preferred getting it done before anyone was awake.

Electra and I decided that we would meet up later once I got everything settled at home. Electra did convince me to stay for coffee so I did so, until there was a ring at the door. Electra and I both made ourselves to the door to find a Niall on one knee, dressed in a tuxedo, holding a sign saying ‘dinner?’

All I was thinking at this point was (1) how did he know where Electra lived? And (2) I can’t believe he actually did what Electra described to him as what ‘real men’ did last night on the phone.

My mouth was gaped, Niall was just dazzling, his smile, actually more of a smirk, wide, and Electra just standing there, motionless and speechless.

“What, no doves?” she finally says sarcastically, her arms crossed in front of her chest. I slowly back away from the door but am still close enough to be noticed.

“Actually…” Niall says then turns around behind him to open a cage of doves. The doves fly out in a synchronized matter, as if they where trained to do that. Fuck, he got her doves. If I was Electra I would be dying right now but I think Electra was just dying from embarrassment, not for herself, but for him.

“HOW THE FUCK DID YOU FIND MY HOUSE?” she hollers, Niall still on his knee.