The Only Reason

Lego House

February 8, 2014. I had taken my little brother, Alvin, to the movies to see The Lego Movie. My parents had made me take him for some reason.

I was very bitter about it at first, but to be honest, it wasnt all that bad. We walked out of the theater and threw our trash away. I looked back and saw a blue eyed cutie staring.

He looked away. I thought nothing of it. Just a hot stranger. That's all. I kept walking, holding my little brother's hand. I could feel him watching, even thought he probably already forgot about me. I was wrong. I look back and he's staring at me again. Except this time, he didn't look away. He flashed me a smile as his cheeks turned red. I smiled back, just to be polite.

 My brother said he needed to use the bathroom, so he went. I waited outside. I could see the blue eyed boy walking torwards me through my perefial vision. I looked at him frightened. His eyes seemed to dialate, as he smiled crookedly.

"Ello love," he smiled. His accent. "You're not from here, are you?" I thought. "What's your name?" he asked. "M-my name? It-it's Stella. Where are you from? You're accent is beautiful," i whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear the compliment. "Ha, thank you. I'm from Ireland," he replied.

Ireland. I never knew Irish people had such a beautiful accent, until i laid eyes on one. He had those eyes. The kind you'd get lost in, i guess. I smiled. "Beautiful," i said. He half smiled.

I had seen him before. A dream, maybe. His skin clear, eyes blue, hair a faded blonde, his accent soft. Seemingly perfect. My brother runs out, slamming into me.

He hugged my waist, like he always does. "Who's this, Stella?" Alvin asked, looking with dead eyes to the blue eyed boy. "It... it's just a friend, Alvin," i replied. "Yeah... just a friend," The blue eyed cutie said. "Alright, but don't try anything dumb, or i'll find you," Alvin whispered.

"Alvin!" i yelled. "Haha, it's alright, Stella. I won't try anything dumb, little guy," He giggled. "What was his name?" i thought. I started to walk away, but turned around. His hands were halfway in his pocket, with his head down. "Hey," i said. He looked up. "What's your name?" I laughed. He smiled brightly. "Niall" he replied.