Fearless

Chapter 3; Longing For More

~~~~~~~~~~Luna's POV~~~~~~~~~~

As we walked into the mall I relaxed a bit. For some odd reason I always felt comfortable here, especially with Bella. She's like me sister. I smiled as she climbed into a cart, a sudden idea popping into my head. I started pushing her, running as fast as I could through the halls, Cher running right behind us, laughing at our stupidity. The next thing I knew there were five tall boys in front of us, all watching us with wide eyes as we rocketed towards them. I planted my feet on the ground and yanked back on the cart, causing it to stop instantly and Bella flew out of the front, landing flat on her face. I couldn't help but laugh, I mean I felt bad but it was just so funny! I heard four of the boys and Cher laugh with me and the curly haired boy with electric green eyes and dimples shot us all a dirty look.

"It's not funny lads!" he said, a British accent ringing in his voice as he knelt down in front of Bella.

"Sorry Hazza." one of the boys said softly.

Wait..... Hazza?.... That couldn't possibly be who I think it is.... I take another look and prove myself right. We were standing in front of One Direction. You might be asking "Luna, why aren't you fangirling?!" Well my lovelies, they are just normal people right? Granted, VERY talented, EXTREMELY sexy people, but normal in my mind.

I felt myself getting shy, building up my walls like I always do, and I silently cussed at my stupid insecurities. We had all had rough lives. Though mine may not be as bad as Bella's on Cher's there were things that I would never forget, reasons why I am scared of being alone, why I think I'll never be good enough, why I hate myself on a cellular level, the list goes on and on. But no one knows any of these. I fake a smile for the world on a daily basis, just hoping to find someone who can look into my eyes and see past that smile and know that I'm not ok....

I snapped out of my thoughts only to see a pair of beautiful blue eyes watching me with concern. Only then did I realize that I had been biting my lip. Damn it. I looked down, feeling that I'd spill my guts about everything in my life if I didn't look away from him. Niall Horan, the only guy who can make me trust him with my whole heart just by looking at me. Pathetic right?

After a few minutes of Harry and Bella talking quietly back and forth, she turned and smiled widely as she walked to Cher and I.

"We are spending the day with them!" she whisper-yelled and we all smiled excitedly before Harry grabbed her hand and we all started walking toward the food court. I felt a hand brush mine and looked up to see Niall walking close to me.

"You're Luna, right?" he asked softly, his Irish accent making my name sound more appealing than I ever thought it could.

"Yup. And you are... Niall?" I said, making my voice timid like I didn't already know who he was. Who DOESN'T know who he is?? I mean COME ON!

He nodded and lowered his voice even more so only I could hear him.

"What was bothering you back there? And don't tell me it's nothing because I can see it in you're eyes." he said and I felt his eyes watching me.

"I... I.... " I stammered as my voice cracked a little. I felt a tingle flow through my body as he grabbed my small hand in his large one, squeezing it softly.

"Hey, I understand. We may have only just met, but you can trust me, Luna. I'll wait. When you are ready to talk, I'll be right hear, ready to listen. Ok?" he said as we stopped at the food court.

"Thank you." was all I could manage to say as I hugged him, feeling him bury his face in my neck in an infamous "Horan Hug".

"Any time." he said, smiling and pulling back, still keeping his hand in mine. I hid my disappointment, wishing that moment would have lasted forever.

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-Ashley aka Luna