Haunted

0.4

*not Niall's point of view

I was in the library when I heard a car stop.  Maybe I will get to mess with new people. Haven't had anyone in the house for a while.

I felt a cheeky smirk rise upon my face. This was going to be fun. I hopped off of the white large sofa and dropped my book on it.

I walked towards the hallway which lead to the bedrooms.. One of the hallway walls was made out of glass which looked at the driveway.

I looked out of it and I saw a middle aged woman with chocolate brown hair in a braid, next to a black Range Rover. All of a sudden a boy who couldn't be older than eighteen walked out of the car.

I got this weird feeling that I chose to ignore. I must admit the boy was nice to the eye. His blonde hair put in a messy quiff suited him well.

I couldn't make out the color of his eyes, but I bet it was beautiful. He wasn't on the taller side, he was skinny.

He kinda looked excited to get inside. They walked towards the entrance of the house.

I heard the door get unlocked and I decided to move into one of the large bedrooms. I guessed this might be his room because his mum would probably take the larger one.

I just sat on the bed and waited for them. By the time they got here I was laying on the bed and I played with the end of my shirt.

Well the combination that I picked for today was made out of a black flannel shirt and a black short sleeved shirt underneath it. I had the pair of my tightest skinnies on. They were black and with holes like most of them.

On my feet I had plain black converse on and to top the combination off I had a grayish/ Black bandana over my messy curls..

When they entered the room I sat up in surprise. The boy looked amazed when he saw the room, I won't lie my mouth kinda fell open in surprise.

The guy was beautiful. His blonde hair fitted his delicate body so nicely. And his eyes were the most beautiful shade of the sea.

He looked skinny but fit at the same time.  I followed him with my eyes as he walked towards the glass window.

Once he got there I slowly and carefully got up and walked to him. He looked like he was deep in his thoughts as he started out of the window.

I took in his face. It was beautiful. I am confused I never actually felt like this. Maybe I am just over excited becomes I get to mess with him.. yeah that's it.

I slowly turned around to look at his mum. She somehow reminded of mine. They both had dark brown hair and their eyes were filled with kindness.

Suddenly the boy rushed over towards her and hugged her so tight.. I kind of smiled at the sight in front of me.

As the boy walked to the bathroom I decided to yet again drop on his bed. His mum exited the room, which he didn't realize until he came out of it.

He just shrugged his shoulders and dropped onto the bed next to me. I got this weird feeling in my body from it.

It looked like he was looking right at my face but I knew that that was impossible. He couldn't see me. Yet..

I just looked at him. He was truly beautiful. I watched him as he closed his eyes.

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Time has passed quickly. He woke up from his nap, and has been unpacking since. I am just amused by every action he does.

At the moment he is unpacking his vinyl collection. And I am happy that we have the same interest in old music.

Today's music is pretty shit. Everyone is copying everyone so they just end up copying themselves. My head just starts hurting from those electronic beats..

I chose to give him at least some privacy, so I left the room. Once again I am in the library picking up the book that I had left on the sofa.

I just drop myself on it and open the page that I left of. Suddenly I hear Brown Sugar blasting out of his room. And my eyes focus on the glass ceiling above me as a smile rises upon my face.

*Niall's point of view

After my nap I felt more energetic, so I decided to start unpacking. I didn't bring that many things with me from Ireland, but the things I brought fitted nicely with the room.

I placed my guitar in the corner near my bed, next to the glass wall. I am thankful that the glass wall has large dark curtains because waking up to the light of the sun won't be fun.

I decided to put my vinyl player and a box of vinyls next to it. Also I made a mental note to buy some bean bags. If I could find them in dark red or a dirty white that will be great.

I unpacked most of the things and I was left with clothes and toiletries. I decided to do the clothes first. 

Thinking that it will be pretty boring I decide to put the Sticky Fingers vinyl in the vinyl player.

As Brown Sugar filles my ears a big smile rises upon my face. I walk to the wardrobe and searched through baches of clothes. I mouth the words to Wild Horses while sorting the clothes onto the hangers.

When I was finished I realize that I have shit ton of clothes. Finally I move to the last and the easiest part of unpacking. The toiletries.

I entered the bathroom with a box in my hand. As I opened the box I was met with the usual stuff, I placed the things on their place until I saw a small black box.

I exactly knew what was in there. I just started at the box and I was unable to move. I fiddled my finger, but the urge didn't go away.

It just became stronger and stronger, at the same time I wanted to do it and at the same time I didn't.

I slowly picked up the box, and put my hand on the lead of the box. As I opened the box my eyes were met with a few broken shards of glass and a few sharp razors.

I started playing with my bracelets around my right arm. The itchiness didn't go away. The time has already slowed down.

Just as I thought that I lost the game I heard my mum's voice, "Honey, dinner is ready!! Can you come downstairs?"

At the same time I was relieved and unhappy.. I made sure that the box was hidden well in one of the drawers.

I rushed downstairs just to find my mum in the dining room. She was sitting around the large table with a ball of spaghettis in front of her.

A plate for me was set up next to her so I sat myself there.

The dinner felt like every other. We talked about the school I will be attending, it seemed nice but I knew that I won't like it.

Even if I seem like a really social person I am not. I can already see myself waiting for the last bell to ring..

My mum talked about her job. She got offer as a lawyer for a famous company, which offered a big pay. It's not like that she didn't make a lot of money back home.

My dad also left us a big sum of money when he died, so we actually live pretty nicely.

I am happy for her, I really am. She seem so excited about this. I want her to meet new people, maybe even get a boyfriend..

We spent the dinner talking and once we were done I went straight to the bathroom, and to bed. I knew that tomorrow will be a big day.