Luna's P.O.V.
This odd young boy held my hands. His beautiful brown hair was swept off to his right side. His eyes looked so multi-colorful from every angle. Brown, hazel, gray. He was perfect. He had on a blue striped shirt and bright red pants. Most of all, were his rose-red suspenders. He stared into my eyes. "I'll never forget you." He whispered in my ear. "I love you" I found myself whispering back. He pulled me into his warm arms and held me close to his chest. He took his fingers and lifted my chin. He leaned forward and planted a soft kiss. It quickly blossomed into more than a quick one, but remained soft. My back was against the car, him deepening the kiss. He pulled away, screams of boys chanting to get a move on. His eyes filled with tears. Tears streamed down my own cheeks, too. Then, I woke up. I kicked my alarm clock off its small nightstand. I'm pretty sure it's jealous of my dreams. I have recently been having this dream about this boy. He's British, brown hair swept off. I don't know if it has to do with the future or if its just some figment of my imagination. I glanced at my broken alarm clock laying on the tan carpeted floor. It flashed 7:04. Doesn't it know its a weekend?! I quickly threw on some presentable clothes and brushed out my hair. I slid out my Sidekick and composed a quick message. "Morning love! You busy Nialler? Xx Luna" I pushed the send button and shoved it in my denim skinny jeans' pocket. I walked downstairs and rummaged through the freezer for chocolate chip waffles. After I found a box of 12, I felt my Sidekick buzz. Whipping it out, the phone flashed that I had one new message from Nialler ;). I jabbed read. "Morning Love! I'll meet you down by the creek Luna. Xx Nialler" I smiled. I tossed the pack of waffles back in the freezer and stuck with some graham crackers.
I trudged down the muddy trail to the small creek that ran our backyards. As I neared, the trademark blonde hair stuck out. Realizing my beat up sneakers made almost no noise, I used the element of surprise. I deepened my breath to sound ragged and Darth Vader-ish. I ducked behind a tree when he swiveled around, a scared look on his face. His bright blue eyes were filled with worry. I couldn't help but contain a giggle. I scooped up some leaves and crinkled them in the palm of my hand. He got to his feet began investigating. I took the opportunity and chased around the tree and sat on the bank. "Luna?" He called. I almost laughed. "Niall, I've been here for ten minutes. Were were you?" I inquired, struggling to keep my freckled face from crinkling in laughter. He looked confused, but then quickly got over it and came to sit next to me. "Great newsy love!" His thick Irish accent chirped. I love it so much. I have a slightly thick accent, but not Irish. I'm from England originally, but when I was 12 we moved down to Dublin. My accent stuck, though. "What? What? Tell me!" I practically yelled. He laughed, the excitement shining through his face. "Two words. X Factor." He said, grinning like a mad man. "Omygosh, omygosh, you're kidding!!! No way!" I yelled, pulling him into a bear hug. I always knew Niall had a beautiful voice. I'm so happy it finally came through! "I snuck off last week." He said, explaining the mastermind behind the scheme. "Wait, you were sick last week. " I said, puzzled. He shook his head, the grin growing ever wider. "Haha, there's the brilliance! So did everyone. Muahaha!" He said, evil laughing hysterically. I couldn't help but cackle along side him. We both stopped as he stared into my eyes, and I stared into his crystal blue ones. He leaned in, and the world seemed to go in slow motion. I leaned in and, whoa boy, Niall Horan is an excellent kisser. His tongue entered my mouth, softly but passionate. He leaned in more deepening the kiss. He had me with my back against the tree trunk, my arms clinging around his neck, his arms around my waist, holding with his strong hands. My phone buzzed, my mums signature ringtone rang out. "Crap." I muttered, blushing. Niall looked down, his face bright red. I stood up, hitting answer. "Uh... Hi mum!" "Yeah I'm fine." "I ate. Yeah." "Ok." "Mum, I'm all grown up. I don't live with you anymore." "Yeah i know your still my mum. ok. love you. bye." Niall watched me through the whole conversation. Not that it was long. "I, uh, gotta go." I said, not exactly LOVING the all of a sudden awkwardness between us. Why did we have to kiss?! I don't like him. It's nothing. All these thoughts raced through my mind. Our friendship is over. I approached my door, sliding the key out from under the mat. Ugh, screw Niall. I can't believe he did that!
