Call Her Gorgeous Like It's Her Name [Niall Horan]

Chapter 10

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"Um..," Eli stumbled, searching for an excuse.

"Guys?" Niall asked, addressing the boys. They were all wide eyed like a deer in headlights. What was their problems?!

"We were, uh, thinking about you and Niall," Eli answered out of the blue. Everyone, even Nialler and I, stared at her with disbelief.

"What about us..?" Niall asked, needing clarification.

"How cute you both are together!" she answered simply. Zayn, Louis, Harry, and Liam all looked up at Niall and I unsurely before nodding slowly with hesitation.

"How cute we are?" Niall asked. Shit. He doesn't like me! What makes me think he does? What makes Eli think we look cute together! My cheeks heated up with embarrassment. I couldn't deny it. Niall and I would look unbelievably amazing together.

But of course he didn't feel the same.

Instead of looking at me with disgust, or wincing, or seeming grossed out like I thought he would, Niall simply smiled at me with a "Yeah..," He had no idea how he made me feel. His lips, looking so soft, I wanted to feel them on mine. I wanted his warmth to surround me in a hug once again. I wanted him to tell me that he felt the way I felt about him.

I wanted him. I needed him to be with me.

It's been too long since I generally liked someone, and there's nothing holding me back any longer.

"Ummm," I muttered, grabbing Niall's wrist and dragging him back into my room.

"What's wron-"

"Niall, I like you." It came out just like that. My newly found confidence quickly drained as his face turned from a smile to a frown.

"Well, yeah, I like you too."

"No, Nialler. I mean like, I don't know, more than friends..." By now I was pacing back and forth in nervousness, my hand on my forehead to wipe the sweat from my brow.

"Gorg..."

"No, I'm sorry. It was stupid. I just thought-"

"Gorgeous. Listen to me," he ordered, grabbing my shoulders with his hands firmly. My breath hitched in my throat. His eyes boared into mine. They were a dark blue at the moment, dark from an emotion I wasn't familiar with. "I like you too. Um, more than a friend." Vagely his puffy cheeks turned to a shade of scarlet as he revealed his feelings. I had to force myself not to gasp in surprise. He liked me back. My best friend liked me back.

"You- you do?" He nodded slowly, loosening his grip on my shoulders. His face slowly sneaked closer and closer and closer...

"Why wouldn't I? You're caring, a laugh to be with, amazing, and gorgeous." I could feel his minty breath on my face. This time there was no hesitation in his voice. Nothing except pure truth. For that second in time, I felt important. I felt amazing. I felt beautiful.

"Niall-" I started, but I was cut off by his soft pink lips connected to mine. At first I didn't realized what was happening, so I stood there like a frozen statue. Then it dawned on me: he kissed me. Niall was kissing me. Quickly I closed my eyes and kissed him properly, wrapping my arms around his neck as he placed his hands on my hips.

Slowly we both pulled away at the same time, staring into each other's eyes. Blue-green on a deep brown. His orbs had a soft and caring vibe to them now, not dark with emotion. I loved how Niall's eyes changed with his moods.