Possession

Chapter 6

I woke up the next morning, the dream was still in my mind. What was going to happen after that? I didn't understand it. Niall was a huge jerk before and now, it was like I had a crush on him. Or something worse. I sighed and shook off the thought, finally getting out of the warm embrace of my blankets and walked towards my bathroom. I stripped out of my pajamas, before seeing something that made me go wide eyed. The cuts that had been on my legs in the dream were still there. I grabbed the Neosprin out of the medicine cabinet and started to clean the cuts. I sighed softly, getting into the shower.

After fifteen minutes, I got out and got dressed in a black skull hoodie/shirt and jeans. I looked at the mirror, deciding to straighten my hair and tease the bangs. It was a rather timey process but it was probably worth it. I smiled as I finished and than brushed my teeth. I sighed softly, walking to my room and grabbing my bag. I decided to just walk today, I figured that I wouldn't be that early today. I sighed softly as I walked, keeping my head down and staying quiet. I didn't want to see Niall today. I was too messed up from that stupid dream. I was fighting with myself because of it to.

I felt hands on my hips after five minutes of walking. I let out a gasp slightly as I was pulled back and pinned against a house. I looked up to see bright blue eyes and the cheeky smirk that I had grown use to. My heart beat sped up as he put a leg between mine.

"Hey." Niall said softly, his accent sending shivers down my spine. "You look great today. And I was thinking that after last night, you'd wanna go out with me sometime."

I looked at him in shock, the dream had actually been reality. I did what any normal person would do during that time. I leaned up, kissing him quickly. That was my way of saying yes. I knew he had taken my heart. I didn't know how, seeing as I kept walls up and hardly let anyone in. I didn't know why he'd gotten through. Normally, I don't let jerks enter. But he wasn't all jerk. Not all the time at least. Maybe he was different.

He kissed me back, before pulling away and giving me a smile. "I'll take that as a yes." He said softly, before taking my hand in his. "Let's get to school SaphyBoo." He said with a laugh.

I rolled my eyes at the nickname, before I started walking, keeping a hold of his hand. Maybe I was his. Maybe he was mine. I didn't know for sure yet but this all just felt amazing. It felt right. Like this was what was meant to be.

"Hey Saphira... Will you be my Princess?" Niall asked as we entered our first class.

I looked up at him, a slight smirk playing on my lips. "Of course. Prince."