Niall & Harry Take Miami (22 Times Series)

Chapter Twenty Five

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Right, if I’m going to believe that bullshit of a label.

She immediately starts buttoning my shirt up right after she said that and before she could finish, I stop her hands. Her eyes go from my hands to my eyes and she parts her lips like she wants to say something.

I’m pretty sure that the alcohol is affecting me now as I slowly lay her down on the hood. I stand between her legs so I can hover her.

“Just friends my arse” I breezily laugh, trying to light up her mood but I’m starting to think the reason why she’s sad and upset is not only because of Daniel but because of me too.

She shakes her head, “I don’t want to fall for you. You will leave and continue your life while I stay here hoping I can see you again and that we could finish what we started…” she trails off and turns her face to look at the beach, seeming distant and thoughtful. I want to try and say something but I let her finish first. I want to know what she feels and what she wants.

She continues to speak and my eyes go down to her lips.

“I don’t want to get hurt again. You say you won’t hurt me but you will… I say I won’t hurt you and I will because distance will hurt us. This won’t work out, and I’m coming to realise that and understand the fact that I won’t get to know you like I want to.”

“You’re so goddamn negative.” I get off of her and button the rest of my shirt. Now it’s my turn to not be in the mood. Instead of enjoying our last days together, she brings this up and I’m a bit disappointed I couldn’t snatch a kiss from her soft, rosy lips. It’s been a bit long since I last tasted them.

The jeans aren’t hurting my dick anymore as I lose contact with her completely.

“Niall!” She scolds. “You know I’m right.” She sits up when putting her hand on her chest.

“I am falling fast for you Savannah,” I open my arms and walk backwards as I stare at her, “But not as fast as my heartbeat!”

“You’re such a dork!” She says loudly and puts her fists on her cheeks, letting me know she’s blushing.

I put my finger on my lips, shushing her and remind her that we aren’t supposed to be here, and then continue to walk backwards.

“Then come and kiss me,” I stand a few steps away from her and I notice her arguing with herself. She just shakes her head. “So you want this to stop? Like actually stop? No more?” I stop walking, dropping my arms.

Second time I start to like someone for real and I get hurt.

I start remembering the reason why I didn’t want to go on dates.

For shits like this.

“I don’t want this to stop but its how it supposed to be. I’m going to be dealing with Daniel in court with process of a divorce and I’m having so much in my mind right now, the least I want is to make out with you. I wanted to ask you to give me time until this clears up but I know that when the time’s over, I won’t have you with me as a boyfriend because you’re going to be far away from me.”

“Whoa!” I scoff.

“It’s for the better Niall, please understand me.”

I continue to walk backwards, trying to show her a straight face without emotions.

I’m friendzoned.

Again.

“Niall?” She asks when I’m already in the water. The water only reaching to my ankles.