So Far Away [H.S]

Chapter 4

"You can't see people's thoughts,you can only see people's actions."

The inside of Niall's hands were warm  around my own as we moved in to the centre of the open space next to the live music."What are you doing?"I laughed as Niall rested his one hand on my waist and held my other."Dancing love, what does it look like?"

"Like we're the only crazy people in this restaurant dancing."

"Then let's give them something to look at,"he whispered before giving me a twirl.And in one swift motion my whole world was spinning again.The spinning that made me feel every spark within ignite,the spinning where I gasped for my next breath because I was too caught up in the moment to remember to breath.And I loved it.I could feel a hundred eyes on Niall and I as we danced faster than we were suppose to, covering every inch of the expensive Italian wood.If there were no music we would have danced to the beat of our hearts because there was nothing bringing us down from cloud nine.

"I think we should go and sit down,"
Niall whispered in my ear as we danced,"There's an 80 year old man checking you out."

"I'm flattered"I flung my hands dramatically across my chest.Niall gave me an 'are-you-serious' look.I laughed at Niall trying to pull off a serious face as we sat down and Niall ordered.

There was something about Niall that always reminded me about The French Revolution.It didn't make sense,Niall was born in Ireland,raised in the UK and finally moved to the US.He didn't have any French blood from what I knew.Maybe it was the goldish brown in his neatly styled hair,or the depth that his eyes hid,but Niall always held the presence of a French man who was a little lost and confused.

"How's Harry?"

A mess

"He's okay-"

"But?"Niall shot a quizzical look."I don't know."I spoke truthfully.

"Come on Grace,"Niall extended his warm hands across the two-seater table."You know you can tell me."

"I know,"I squeezed Niall's hands."I just don't know what there is to tell.
I guess he's just drained."

It wasn't hard to see the sympathetic look Niall gave.I didn't need sympathy.
I need a trusting boyfriend.

Do I feel guilty for leaving Harry and coming out to dinner?

Absolutely not!

I'm allowed to have dinner whenever I want,with who ever I want.And having a great time without my boyfriend doesn't make me a bad girlfriend.It makes me human.I should be able to have fun on my own.

I picked up the glass of overpriced wine and brought the glass to my lips. "Enough about Harry,how was your week?"

"Someone stole my mood ring."

I'm not sure if Niall is joking or not.He looks pretty's serious.Does Niall even one a mood ring?Does it matter?!
Dammit,just console the man.He lost he's ring.

"I'm sorry,"I placed the delicate glass down trying to suppress a laugh.

"I don't know how to feel about that."

"Real smooth Niall."I laugh."You think so?"He's eyes fill with hope.

"Nope!"I burst into laughter,"Grace Ellington you are a heartbreaker."Niall speaks in between forkfuls of pasta.