Chasing Arya (A Niall Horan fanfiction)

goodbye

we sat inside the house re-aranging things ever here and there, pushing broken chairs and dusting off things that were to old to fix. This was an odd date and with anyone else I would never have enjoyed it but oddly enough with Arya it was surreal.

"want to jump in the pond?" she asked with a crooked grin. I just stared back blankly because it wasn't usual for her to be so...excited. I nodded even if the idea of being in chilled grotesque water made me want to shower.

I followed her into the back yard knocking the door of its hing on the way out. she stood on the peir with her eyes lit like lanterns. she sat down and i follwed her to the edge.

"am I the best at first dates or what?"  I say.

"no one ever said this was a date kid" she said it with attitude but with a smile that said other wise.

"I don't know, most people don't sit at the edge of the peir together all dressed up for nothing" I say

"why exactly am I dressed up again?" she asks, scratching her head.

"because you look like a dork in it"

we both have a good laugh and she punches me in the arm sending me falling from the peir face first into the freezing water. my shirt floating up.

"you look like a dork" she called out.

I just grinned and slowly sunk under the blackened water. I swam towards the peir invisible with my face tingling as I pushed through the water.I found the pole of the peir and a small foot splashing in the water above. with my last breath I pulled and in came a red dress and a long splash. she sunk farther down than I did and I waited for her to pop up. she surfaced with her hair coating her face like a veil. what a beautiful bride she would make.

I didn't know what I was doing, and I didn't know why I did it but I pushed her hair back. and placed my hands on her cheeks and my lips to hers, almost to forcefully. we were both breathing loudly before she pulled away. her hair slowly falling down her forehead again.

I loved the girl.

"Niall... I'm moving away"