The SnapBack ||n.h.||

Chapter 25

[Ariana]

Plump lips were on top of my own. I froze. My mind screamed at me, yelling, "PULL AWAY!" Yet another part of told me otherwise.

My heart began racing fast. It was like I was frozen. Literally. Soon he pulled away since I was not moving. His eyes were wide and so were mine. Niall looked away, to the ground, and shook his head. "Sorry." Still, I couldn't move.

Kiss him. Something in me told me.

How?

Just do it. You'll know how.

A moment later, my hands grabbed either side of his face, and made him look at me. His beautiful blue eyes were glossy, almost as if tears were welling up. My stomach felt weird. A weird feeling was in it and made me want to kiss him. It was like.. I was falling down from a cliff.

My eyes trailed from his clear, blue eyes to his lips. A red-pink color. They seemed so nice and kissable. My breathing decreased, and I looked into his eyes.

There was no need for words to be said from him to know he wanted to kiss me.

And boy do I want to kiss him.

So slowly, I leaned in, breathing slowly, and I planted my lips on his. Our lips converted into one. One of his hands had held hold of my right cheek, softly touching it and leaving a tingly trail. My eyes had fallen close, in bliss. The kiss wasn't needy or heated or full of dirty thoughts. It was passionate. Something that I haven't really experienced.

I've only kissed a few boys. None of their kisses made me feel like this, though. Infact, nowhere near! This kiss made me feel so confident, wanted, good, so... loved.

I know I didn't kiss him because I felt sorry. I know I didn't kiss him because I just wanted to make him feel better. I kissed him because I wanted to and my heart was telling me to.

I don't open up to many people. There's only six people I've truly opened up to and love. One is dead and the other is dying. The others are James, Mike, Perrie, and Luke. Apart from that, no one else.

What I'm trying to say, or more so think, is that maybe, I could let this popstar into my life. I'm not saying I love him; I don't know him that well. All I know is he's not like other people. And only now did I realize that.

Pulling away, we both looked into each-other's eyes.

"..." I said.

"..." He said.

"I'm speechless.." Was what I said, because indeed I am. And also because there was nothing else my mind could think of to say.

Niall grinned and laughed and I soon followed his actions. "So.. wha-"

Beep beep.

My phone buzzed, but instead I ignored it because it would be rude. I continued with what I was going to say,"..what now?"

And what we followed to do wasn't kissing again, or gushing, or anything. We did not speak about this kiss, and frankly I wasn't that happy or ecstatic ;knowing myself that if we did, it would be awkward. I dont know what that kiss meant but I liked it, I must admit.

So after the kiss, we just talked about the weather, and his band, and not anything touchy like family. Along the way, we also exchange numbers. A while later we decided to go back to the hospital and then Harry and Niall left. When they left, I just said 'goodbye' and wouldn't dare look at Niall in the eyes.

Quite honestly, it pissed me off that we didn't even speak about 'it'. You just don't have a great, short but sweet kiss with someone and then not talk about it. You just don't!

Maybe he does it with every one. Maybe he doesn't. But still, it would've been nice if we talked about it no matter how awkward it would have been.

(Yeah, I'm bipolar.)

Suddenly, the thought of the kiss vanished from my mind. Instead my mom was replaced in it. A kiss come and goes, but your mom is only here once. Checking the time, visiting time had been over. When leaving I made sure to say 'I love you' because no matter how hard it is to face the truth, mom wouldn't be here in a couple of days and I wanted to arleast get the chance to say I love you if anything ever happened, which I hopefully wished didn't.

In the midst of the car ride back the house with Gemma(I dont know when she, Harry, and Niall were leaving, and I don't mind.), Mike, and James, I texted both Perrie and Luke to meet me at my house, to which they agreed.

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(Niall's POV)

Harry punched me on the shoulder, hard. "You dick! Don't you know better? You kissed her above her bloody dead fathers grave! And then you don't talk to her about it, and now you're complaining?! Goodness, Niall. Have you learned nothing?"

A grumble escaped passed my lips, due to the effect of the stinging pulsing through my shoulder. "Shut up, Harry! What do you know, if you knew anything, you'd ask my cousin out already, you dildo head!"

Ha! Good one Niall. I mentally cheered as his face flushed in embarrassment. It was true.

"That's not even relevant to what we are talking about. We're talking about you, not me." Snapped Harry.

Rolling my eyes, I responded with a simple "Whatever."

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{Ariana's POV}

When arriving, Gemma and my brother said they were going to go to the shop. Not minding, I got out, James staying with them, and headed to the porch. On the porch stood Luke and Perrie. Perrie had a grin on her face. She was probably expecting the 'details' on today's day with 'the Niall Horan'.

Greeting them both, and hugging each one tight longer than necessary, Luke asked,"You okay?"

I sighed and began with when we went to that black light place, got followed by the paparazzi, told about the call, and then told them the worst part. (I didn't include the kiss.) breathing out, I said:"Guys, my moms dying."

Luke peered at me. "What?"

I nodded, tears welling up in my eyes. "She only has a week to live. At the most."

"God, Ariana, I'm fucking sorry. Oh god, no. This isn't true. Marie's like a second mum..." Perrie choked out, embracing me in a tight hug.

"You're joking, right?" Luke said, his words cracking. I shook my head 'no', not finding the strength to use my voice, as tears spilled from my eyes. Luke came and hugged me from the side, all three of us in a hug.

Why does my life suck? Sometimes, I wish I didn't exist so I didn't have to feel this pain.

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The next morning was peaceful, sort of. My alarm read 6:34 AM when my phone rang. Why is someone calling at this time of day? I do not know.

A groan rang through the room when I saw Perrie's contact on the screen. Pressing the answer button, I didn't even get to greet with a complaint because she was screaming into the phone, causing me to flinch. "ARIANA, GET OVER TO MY HOUSE, IMMEDIATELY."

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Meh, I don't like this chapter at all! And yeah guys, she's bipolar.

Qotc: what do you think is going to happen?

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