Where do broken hearts go?

kiss you

Niall's P.O.V.

Sex on legs.....Hot stuff...... Dream boy...... Boo bear......tommo........Lou.......Louis.....Mr. Tomlinson. I could go on forever! I love his personality, his hair, his face, his perfect body, his voice, but what I love most of all is his AMAZING ARSE! Oh, did I mention my name is Niall?

Ya. Niall horan. I bet that you've never even heard of me. But if you live in Doncaster than you have definitely heard of Louis Tomlinson. Louis mother loving Tomlinson. With the outstanding grades to the unlimited sass you have had to heard of this GOD! If you haven't you have been living under a rock that has bugs crawling up your arse 24/7. He is the captain of the football team, valedictorian, head of the drama team and EVERYTHING! He's nice to everyone he meets. When he sees you he gives you the biggest smile ever. But when he sees me he gives a forced, small sad smile. I can tell you why too.
It was a great day. No Liam, (we'll talk about that later) no rain, no missed bus. I was FAR above happy. I ran around giving hugs and muffins that I had time to bake. Bit when I saw Louis I froze. He held his arms open for a hug, but I backed away. His frown was literally only half a second and then he smiled once again. He then asked for a muffin. I didn't move. He asked again, I stool didn't move. He asked again, I didn't move. He shook his hand front if my face, I blinked but didn't move. When he was about to grab me, I dropped the muffins and ran. I don't exactly know why I ran but I did.

I guess he was still hurt by that. But all I want to do is kiss you Louis, that's all.

Sorry if it's short. I'm not very good at writing. Instead of asking for comments and votes and going to let you people do your thing.