Caitlyn's POV.
Dear Journal,
Today was Niall and I's first monthsary. It's been only one month but so many things happened. Words wasn't enough to describe it though, feelings only. Okay, so stop the drama and let me tell you this.
I run, run away from Niall as I saw her with another girl, dancing, chatting, laughing and their hands were. . . connected. The girl has a blonde hair, blue-greenish eyes, lips tinted with red. She's beautiful. Once the jealousy hit me, I turn my head and walked away out of the stadium. I can't control my feelings anymore. I'm a jealous type person, okay? I easily get jealous. Easily to fall, to forgive, but never forgets.
As I finally reached the exit, it was raining outside. What a bad day, right? But as I heard the footsteps behind me getting closer, I didn't hesitate to stay and stood there. I walked under the rain, I don't care if I'll get cold. All I know that time was. . I should runaway from Niall.
Sounds cheesy at it is but we did a little fight. . but then suddenly, I forgave him. Hearing those words he spoke up, that's all I'm craving for at that time.
We fall into his words so easily, aren't we?
After that, we dance. Not a dance like hip-hop, wiggle, or something like that. It was a slow one. That was the dance he was dancing with that blonde girl. Why do he wanna learn how to dance anyway? As the rain became more rough, we stopped from dancing and he pulled me closer to his chest, our lips connected. Kissing under the rain during our first monthsary, that was memorable. Once the rain was over, we both went back to the tourbus and wash up our bodies - separately, you pervert. We didn't celebrate our monthsary to an expensive restaurant, which is great. I don't want him to blow up his money just because of me. Instead, we just stay and cuddle in his bunk. Laughing at small things because of our random topic, pinching nose and cheek, and sweet words he always say, our night was perfect. This kind of celebrating was so perfect. So simple yet memorable.
"I love you."
"I love you more, Cait."
That was the last thing I heard as my eyes shut closed and drifted to sleep.
4th September, 2014 / Thursday
I shut my journal as I read it again. It's been two weeks since our little monthsary. Since then, nothing interesting happened just concert, off-concert, same routine.
We're now having our one week vacation. So here, we're back at apartment. Only Niall and I. The rest of the boys went back to their hometown to spent their vacation with their families. But Harry, he told us that he'll be back tomorrow night 'cause her mum will be out of the town with his stepdad, Robin.
As I put my journal at drawer of the nightstand, I saw Niall's first letter to me. I read it again and smile like an idiot. When I was about to put it back again at the drawer, I saw two more letters. I read it and felt my cheeks blush and eyes slightly widened, it's my letter for him. My two letters for him that he already, accidentally read. I quickly grabbed the three thin papers and clip it inside my journal.
Once I shut the drawer, I went back to the bed and looked outside, it was getting darker. I glance at the clock and it reads, 5:49 pm. The sun was now setting down but Niall still haven't back yet, it's been two hours since he left. He went to the grocery to buy some food since we ran out of good foods.
I sighed and run my fingers to my hair and realize I didn't took a shower yet.
I decided to take a long shower since I was enjoying the warm water running down my body. I was nearly done shampoo-ing my hair as I heard the door's creak and followed by some footsteps. "Niall?" I called out as I switch on the shower to washed up my hair. I called Niall's name once more.
No answer.
My heartbeat became faster ten times. What if that was a thief came inside the house and loaded with Bb gun? Or someone will try to kidnap or kill me since they know I was alone here? Or what if.. What if that was a ghost and he's trying to play and mess up with me? Shiver runs all over my body and some creepy creature quickly popped up inside my head. I rushingly turn the shower off and wrapped the towel around my body and came out from the bathroom.
Once I got inside Niall's room, I quickly locked the door and sighed in relief. I didn't saw anything weird inside the house but what if that was a ghost?! Caity, there are no ghost, they aren't real. So shut the hell up, shut up.
I went to my wardrobe and got my oversized shirt and pj since I'm not going anywhere and it's already night, so why would I wear shorts and some slutty tank top? As I throw up my clothes into the bed, I saw something. I came closer and sat next to it. It was a pink box decorated with colorful printed flowers and a huge ribbon on the top of it.
When was about to open it, I stopped my own self and think. What if there's a bomb inside? Or a threat note? Or a cutted head covered with blood? I quickly got up from the bed. Fuck I should be careful.
Damn you Caitlyn! Why are you so fucking paranoid?!
My brain shout over my head. Yeah, why am I so being paranoid? I shook my head and stared at the box laying peacefully at the bed, waiting for it to explode. Minutes passed, nothing happened. It didn't explode. Since nothing actually happened, why won't I give it a try? I'm suprise cause curiousity didn't hit me.
I lay down again and grabbed the box over my lap. I swiftly pulled the ribbon and.. fuck. I slowly pulled the white dress with an off shoulder and thin black belt. Something fell to the ground and quickly bent over to look at it, it was a sapphire earring. What will I do with this? I looked over the box looking for a hint and thank God, there's a letter. Wait, what if that was the threat note? Shut up Caitlyn, shut up.
I grabbed the note and read,
Hello baby ! please wear all of that, i'll pick you at 7:00 -Niall x
Niall. Yes, of course it's Niall. He's the one who got up here and scared the shit out of me! Ugh. Wait, where we going?! Seven o'clock? I turn my head and looked at the time, 6:27 pm. Fuck!
Niall's POV.
I'm now on my way home. I got the all the groceries and her stuff. Yes, her stuff. I just wanted to suprise her and take her to somewhere.
Once I pulled into the driveway and unlocked the door, it was so silent. I walked over the bathroom and there, I heard her humming. I didn't bother to knock or do some noise, instead I just quietly went to our room and dropped the box, "Niall?" I heard she called out for my name. Fuck. Maybe she'll come out from the bathroom in a minute. She called out once more. Fuck, what should I do? Instead of exiting the door, I went to our balcony and there, I jump. It wasn't that high and I can control my body. Once I landed in to the grass, a rough rock slide to my palm. Darn it, what a lucky day. I quickly made my way to my car and hopped in, I decided to went to the nearest pharmacy and buy some band aids since I still have 30 minutes left.
I tap my phone's screen using my weak fingers as I impatiently wait for the time to change it's numbers. Finally, it's 6:58. I quickly start the engine and drove to our apartment. Once I got infront of the door, I tap the doorbell. She'll be here in a minute soon. As the door swung open, my jaw drop. She's so fucking beautiful.
"You're catching a fly again using your mouth." She smirked and lifting up my jaw as she took a step towards my car. I quickly grabbed her waist and she was shocked by my movements, I can tell.
"You're fucking beautiful tonight, baby." I whispered in to her ear and blush quickly occupied her pretty little face.
"Stop, Niall. Where are we going anyway?" She asked as she removed her body against mine and furrowed her eyebrows.
"You'll see."
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