Seeing

chapter 6

Nadirah's POV

I am really not one to say I party but I was only here for one reason and one reason only. Emily. I wanted to make sure she got home safely and not in the arms of a carless drunk man. I know we just met but I felt the need to keep her safe. Because I didn't have much friends I wanted to keep an eye on her. I opened the glass door to the frat house. The smell of smoke, alcohol, and sweaty body's wrapped around the whole house making it an interesting scent. I felt eyes all around me turn as soon as I enter. What never seen a person walk in a room before? I pulled my dress down a bit and walked to the kitchen and soon enough I found Emily. She was currently talking to Harry with lips that touched ear to ear. I didn’t want to disturb them so I just got myself a drink. I didn't know what to do or who to talk to saying that I didn’t know anyone here, so I just sat down on a brown leather couch with mango vodka cooler.

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Niall’s POV

“Just go she is sitting on the couch all by herself. I mean you couldn’t ask for a more perfect time to talk to her.” Liam was currently trying to get me to talk to the girl I saw that day he showed me around campus. “Liam what if she doesn’t like me? What if she came with someone? Or oh god what if she has a boyfriend” My mind started running with different scenarios of what can happen if I talked to her. She was so beautiful. From the waves of her brunette hair that laid down to her back to how perfect her teeth were. If I had her I would never let that go. Hey Niall yeah I’m over here.” I blinked and turned to face him. “Look at you I know you’re thinking about her, mate you’re never going to know if you never even try.”  He did have a good point. “Okay fine I’ll go talk her” I turned and started walking with Liam trailing behind. Surprising him I went into the kitchen. ‘I’ll talk to her right after I get my shit together.” I declared opening a beer.

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Nadirah’s POV

I swear if I had to spend another minute in here I am going to flip a table. I was bored of being bored. It was getting on my damn nerve. I was lost in thoughts when I felt the couch dip down next to me. I turned my head only to be met with hair as blonde as a white rose and eyes piercing blue that caught me off guard. In a flash I got distracted. I took in his appearance. His eyes remind me of the tropical waters you see in the islands. And those lips. They were pulled in a smirk that was featuring a set of little dimples on his right cheek. “Hello” He had an accent. “Hi” I gave a smile. “I’m Niall” He stuck his hand out for me to shake it. “Hi I’m Nadirah” “Wow that’s a different name” “Yeah I’m not from around here hahaha” He smiled and took a sip of his beer. “Irish” I blurted out and covered my mouth in a matter of seconds. “Excuse me?” “You’re Irish right” “Yeah how did you know” I just know my accents I guess” I was skeptical about this at first but he’s sweet and very attractive. I would have to look away sometimes because I felt like I would get lost in his eyes. We continued talking and talking. This wasn’t as bad as I thought this was going to be. “Wait isn’t this party for you.” “Yeah I just got back from Ireland. I had something things to take care of.” His faced softened a bit but then quickly turned back to normal. “That’s what I-“ I stopped mid-sentence as I turned my head. I never knew what people meant when they said their heart had just been ripped out of their chest. Or that their heart has been broken into a million pieces. But now it all made sense. I understood everything they meant. Because there in the corner stood Zayn with his hand on a pair of waist that wasn’t mine and lips that were sucking the life off of one another like no one else in the world mattered to them.

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