•REMAINS UN-EDITED•
I sat in his comforting grip not ever wanting to let go. Sadly he released the strong hold and looked down at my face. He smiled and for the first time I noticed that the blonde hunk of hair had braces. They werent bad but for some reason I couldnt imagine what his teeth would look like straight.
"You have beautiful eyes, you know that right?", I looked him in the eyes and muttered a couple words that were barly a whisper.
"No you do.", The words where oh so simple but at the time filled the deathly silence in the room making it bearable. He blinked a couple times in a flirtacouis way and we both sat giggling for what seemed like hours. Once we could finally could control the laughing one of us would blink a couple times and have, yet another, laughing party.
As the night progressed a boy with black hair, tan skin and gorgous deep eyes, came strolling in glancing at me then Niall and once again me. Things got awkward to quickly and escalated to something we all had no control over.
"So Nialler this is your dream girl huh?", my cheeks were surly flushed with pink and red and did not plan on changing back to there original state anytime soon. Niall himself even blushed and tried to cover it up by the cliché move of "She's just a friend." Well that stung. Although its not like we are just going to go off and get married in about one night. So in all equality I should know he wouldn't call me his girlfriend. After all... I'm not the type of girls guys like, much less fall in love with.
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Holaaa!!(: so it's been like what? FOREVER anyway I found this old draft and figured... Ahh might as well upload xD anywho.... Don't judge my writing!! I can't believe it was that bad^ I've really started to improve!!!(: anyway love yalllll!!
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My Saving Grace •(ON HOLD)•
ФанфикAll my life I wondered what it would be like to have a mom. One to care for you, love, and even support you. Unfortunately I didn't. She died when I was only five; leaving very few memories. However, now I was nine-teen and moving on... building a...