Can Cinderella be a Guy?

Chapter 5

I'm going to update two chapters as I think this coming Monday until Friday I can't open the internet coz I'm going to be very busy. Anyways, anyone of you interested to be in my story? Enjoy x

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I was crestfallen. There were some boo’s and ohh’s. The girl beside me started to storm her feet.

“Put me down.” Zayn obeyed.

“Let’s go.”

“Where’s Cher Lloyd?” The Prince Charming was searching for his Cinderella. I can’t watch this.

“Cher Lloyd?” Now, Mrs. Flack started to call out her name.

What’s wrong with this girl? If I’ll be her, I would run towards him not making him searching for me.

“May I know who is Cher Lloyd?” His voice filled across the room. “Where’s my Cinderella?” Ouch.

“We can’t go on without the Cinderella, Harry.”

“But Mrs. F, give her a sec.”

But people couldn’t wait. “Pick another paper!” The girl beside me shouted, loud enough to make Mrs. F’s eyes looked at her. “She’s right. Pick another paper, Harry.”

I watched him took out his hand in reluctant. “Here we go again students. Our next Cinderella is..”

I can’t handle another dissapoinment,”Let’s go guys.”

“Niall Horan?” Mrs. F's voice cried in confusion.

Then, everyone was going mad. Confusion struck all over the place.

“What?” “A dude?” “Wait what?” “What did Mrs. F said?”

Did I just heard my name being called?

"Niall your name was being called mate. Be happy bout it!" Zayn was being happy for me.

But, the situation now felt nothing compared to my dream. I didn’t felt happy, neither tend to look at my Prince Charming. It felt so wrong, I was ashamed, furious, disgust.

“Niall Horan.” His voice echoed across the room.

“But Harry…”

“Mrs. F, rules are rules. The next Cinderella had been named. Lights.”

A stream of light shone at me. I can’t see nothing and I felt scared.

“Zayn, get me out from here.”

“Why? He’s coming.”

“No, Zayn. This is wrong.”

“What is wrong Niall?” But this time it was him. His hand took my hand. He stood in front of me blocking the light. Now, I can see my Prince Charming. He looked so much the same with my imagination but this time better. Still, I felt really really wrong.

He went down to one knee and held out a white rose. “Niall Horan, will you be my Cinderella?”

I can’t do this. What’s going to happen after this? Will people except me? The looks that we’re going to receive after this. No, I can’t do this.

“I’m sorry.”

I ran as fast as I could, pushing everybody who was on my way. I can feel tears falling down from my face. I felt so disgust with myself. Now that everybody knows that I’m gay. I’m not ready yet.

I ran to the rooftop. There everything was peaceful. I felt peaceful and calm. I stood at the edge, burying my face in my hands. Up here, I cried as loud as I can. No one would hear me. I laid against the fence, wiping the dried tears on my face. I felt so weak even to stand up. I decided to just lay on the floor. Skipping some class, wouldn’t give any harm.

Out of the blue, I heard the door opened.

“God, give some privacy!”

“I will after I’ll get what I want.” I turned around and there he was.

“Hey Niall.”

“Hey.”

“Why did you run?”

I didn’t dare to look at him. I was afraid I might just grab him and kiss him.

“Niall.” He lifted up my chin and I was staring to the most beautiful eyes God ever created.

“Why did you leave me?”

“Scared.”

“Scared of what?”

“People.”

“What do you mean?”

“Now everybody’s not going to look me at the same way again.”

“Hey. Screw all of them. They’re just jealous coz their name didn’t show up. Now smile my little Ella.”

I gave him a coy smile. I backed a step from him.

“Thanks Harry. I’m sorry, I embarrassed you just now. I didn’t know who put my name in it. I swear! You know that Cher girl was…”

His face started to get closer to mine, and I just frozed by the warmth of his breath was against my lips as he paused for a moment before closing the small gap and pressing his lips against mine. Electric sparks flew around my body at the touch of his lips, my heart raced faster and butterflies in my stomach were going crazy, I was shocked but I kissed him back slowly and the feel of his lips moving against mine was like nothing I have ever experienced before.

And then his lips left mine, leaving mine to feel cold from where pressed down just now. I took a deep breath , realizing I had been holding it for awhile. He looked at me and I swear it was like he looked through me but then he slowly get down to one knee and took out a white rose. Seriously? Where did he got all these white roses from?

“Niall, you still didn’t answer my question. Will you be my Cinderella?”

I took the white rose and started plucking out the petal.

The first petal, “Yes.”

The second petal, “No.”

The third petal, “Yes.”

The fourth petal, “No.” I heard him shrugged.

The fifth petal, “Yes.”

The last petal, “No.”

His smile changed into a frown and he got up walking towards me,

“Why?”

“Maybe he needs another kiss for a yes?”

He giggled and his hand wrapped around my neck and brought closer to him. Our lips collided rougher than before but it tasted heavenly. He bited my lower lips and I allowed his tounge to explore into mine. I can’t describe how I felt that time but one thing for sure I knew I didn’t want to end this. We parted away grasping for air. After that, both of us just stared into each other’s eyes. It was a comfortable silence of thinking. After a few moments, Harry broke the silence,

“Walk with me to the class?”

I chuckled, “Yes.”

This time we were holding hands.