finally

The night of the festival

Nialls POV:

Hair done. Looking good,kind of. I looked once again down at the mirror. I can still see my scars,I rolled down my sleeves,not wanting to loose her after this. She may of had a bad life but she probably would judge me if she knew, I mean who can love a boy with scars?In this world no one.

Ten past seven.

I saw her threw the glass of my dorm room,I could still tell she looked flawless. Even in skinny jeans,knock off converse and a cheap hoodie and a plain top she looked beautiful. She can look good in a paper bag,no I'm not even lying. I opened the door to see her smile at me,wider than I've ever seen her smile before. I call her smile simply a Kirsty smile. There's no other person in this world,I've met anyway that has anything close to hers. Her bluey brown eyes sparkle and light up,her eyes crease just a little bit,her cheeks redden and her dimples pop out. I sound like a love sick child,but to be fair. That's what I am.

"So lover boy,music festival here we come" she shouted like a five year old on Christmas morning. And ran ahead jumping,she was passionate for music,as was I. When she calmed down a little we walked hand in hand to the music festival,I think I am truley and utterly w-

"Earth to niall dude!"she chuckled as we stood in the endless line. An hour passed and we were no were near the start. She started yawn the cutest yawn. I had an idea,i needed us to go here so badly it would top all dates. I smirked and she looked up and smirked back and we talked to the people in front of us till we got to the front,evil mission check haha,we paid and we were almost deafened by the sound if the metal band that was currently playing...

Kirsty's POV

"OH MY FREAKING GOD ITS DTR!" I screamed loudly than planned. Niall looked at me like I just went mental,which I probably did. I gave him the 'what' look and carried on fan girling. I started singing along to the words and dancing like I was the only fam in the crowd. Niall laughed and tried to sing along with the chorus,buts was failing. Miserably. Then that was it death of the rose was up and some pop band I cringed at came on,singing about the last girl they slept with,where's the heart in the lyrics,where is the meaning?i felt a strong pair of hands wrap round my waist and a small sweet kiss on my forehead. He pointed to the strip of long green glass five minutes from where we were standing. Obviously meaning for us to go over there. We walked over there,hands intwined. I'm totally never getting over this boy.

We sat there for hours just talking and laughing. " I bet you I can beat you at wrestling" i randomly said whilst grinning proudly. He then quickly starting tackling me to the ground I flipped him over and sat on him. Yeh you heard right,sat on him, oh shit...

"Stop tickling me niall no stop please" I said in between laughs." Say nialls the best at everything and Kirsty is shit"Erm who does he think he is? Within five seconds I tried to escape running for my life I thought I was free. Then his hands were on my waist and pulling me to the ground. He was untop of me,our lips centimetres away from mine. I don't care,I kissed him. He kissed back and we just laid there it wasn't a forced kissed,it was a perfect kiss, a longed kiss for so long. I love him,I do honestly without a doubt 100% love niall horan