May 26th 8:35 a.m.
Niall's Pov
Today her hair was tucked securely into her hood, her shades still hiding her unidentified colored eyes.
Tight blue skinny jeans adorned her even skinner legs, hoodie zipped to conceal her shirt, neck hair and arms.
I summoned every bit of courage I had within myself and approached where she stood.
Her body stiffed, arms crossing over her chest at my presence.
"Hi, I'm the guy that you gave the um- napkin note to and well I just wanted to apologize for staring...I see you here almost everyday and I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I'm a writer, is all, I people watch to create profiles for characters in my stories and well I've just been sorta fascinated with you, you're kinda mysterious. My best mate says its kinda stalkerish of me and if you would like me to stop, i will. But- I um cant help but want to make you less mysterious. I want to get to know you, I know this is kind of straight forward and you probably think I'm a creep but 'Hi, I'm Niall' just didn't sound right in my head when I rehearsed this over and over again...actually..this wasn't what I had planned to say either but now that I'm talking I can't seem to st- "
I got caught off from my ramble when she started giggling, her soft hands grasping onto one of mine that was nervously playing with the bottom of my jacket.
"It's okay, Niall.-" she whispered softly, only loud enough for only me to hear.
"-I have to go now, but you know where to find me tomorrow morning." She explained, hearing her initial being called, grabbing the beverages and rushing out the door to another enigmatic destination.
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Mosaics ~ N.H
FanfictionA short story about a broken actress with a hoodie and a blue-eyed writer who believes she is perfect; just the way she is. ~ Posted on my fandom Instagram {@fangirls__unite} but currently being edited because I may or may not be an unsatisfied...
