out of the blue / n.h

Chapter 21

NIALL HORAN

           

 I drive around the neighborhood and dial my dad. He answers even before the first ring.

 “Niall?” My dad’s voice is a little confused.

“Yeah, dad, do you know where Mrs. Hills’ live?”

“Uh, ya, why?” My dad says through the line.

“Tell me where it is.”

“I’ll text  you her address.” He says and I quickly hang up. And then my text tune lits up. I open the message to see my dad texts me her address. And he doesn’t even bother to ask why I asked for her address.

I drive all around to get to the right path. Then I see her house. White bricks and well, apparently everything is white. I’m in front of her house and It’s 2.40 and she will be home anytime soon. I grab the flowers which I don’t really know what kind of species are they and gets off of my car. And damn I can freeze myself out here. I walk to her porch and ring the bell, in case someone’s inside. I sit on the porch and plug my earbuds to listen to my favorite playlist.

I wait for almost 3.40 by listening to Multiply. I jam around and make myself emotionally desperate by Ed Sheeran – Thinking Out Loud as I see a car parks infront of the house. I unplug the wire and shove it back to my pocket and stand up to see Melanie out of the car looking like a model with her maroon coat and her Nirvana black tee, tied grip with her high waisted black skinny jeans and her black combat boots. She exhales, blowing a warm smoke out of her mouth and stands still looking at me with pitiful eyes. She looks well-damn attractive and beautiful.

“What are you doing here?” She groans.

“Please, just—“

“Sit down.” She orders as she sits next to me on the porch. “It’s cold out here.”

“I know. October could be really cruel.” I hiss. “Here.” I hand the dead flowers from the dreadfully cold breeze.

“Wow. Thanks.” She laughs. “By the way,” She mumbles. “I’m sorry to tell you this, but—“

“No, I’m sorry. It's just, my professor offered me additional notes so that I don't have to attend his classes for the whole two weeks, and I thought that I will have free periods and spend it with you.” I pout. I almost gape at my words, but, I just let it flow through her ears.

She blushes as she looks down. “I was just sorry because you sat on my neighbor’s dog’s pee.” She bites her lower lip. I send her a shock glare. “I know, he gets here all the time to piss. I don’t have any ideas why. He lives right next door, so.” She chuckles.

I groan and cover my face with my palm. It’s so hard to act cool around her.

She holds her laugh. “Well, come inside let’s get you cleaned up.” She stands up and unlocks her door and pushes it to let me in. Well, at least the pee makes a great charm out of it.

“Thanks.” I let out a hot breeze from my mouth.

“Sure. Wait here." She locks the front door and runs up to the stairs. I hold the urge to sit because her couch would smell like pee. No less than 5 minutes, she returns with a black sweatpant in her hand. “Here you go.” She hands me it then walks to the other room to give me privacy to change.

“Thankyou.” I take off my skinny jean and puts on the sweatpant and it fits me perfectly. “Cute dog you have there.” I point to a pug sitting on the ground, looking at me.

“It’s that neighbor’s dog. I let him in the morning when he peed outside. The owner doesn’t really matter. By the way, his name is Mouse.” She lifts him up and walks to the same room, to the kitchen I suppose. “Do you want a hot tea?” She shouts from the kitchen.

“Yeah, thankyou.” I walk to her kitchen and see herself feeding the dog then making myself a coffee. I smile at the thought that I’m now in her house. “You have dogs food?”

“Uh, yeah. He comes here a lot, so, I figured I should feed him and take care of him.” She places the coffee on the coffee table in the living room. She leaves me alone with Mouse to her room and comes back with her hair out of her face and a long sleeve t-shirt with a pink juicy couture sweatpant and her slippers. She makes herself a cup of hot chocolate and sits next to me on the couch watching phineas and ferb.

“So how long have you waited for me out there?” She asks.

MELANIE RICHARDS

“An hour I think,” He says drinking his tea.

I stand up putting Mouse on the ground and walk to the kitchen. “Do you want oatmeal? I’m really starving.”

“Sure, do you want any help?” He shouts from the living room.

“Nope, I got it.” I cook the meal for myself. I think it wouldn’t be any harm to hang out with Niall. I don’t want any guys in my life yet and it’s not wrong to just spend time with him, holding myself from the charming face I’m facing and then pretend there’s nothing between me and him. “By the way, where did you find my address?” I poke him from behind.

“Someone. By the way, your nose and cheeks are bright red.” He pokes my nose.

“It’s the cold air.” I hiss.

“It’s cute.” He takes a spoonful of oatmeal into his mouth. He leaves a stain on his upper lip. I wipe the stain off his face with a tissue. Then he looks at me with those beautiful, dreamy eyes. I smile and giggle. “What a movie scene.” He jokes.

“Niall, where did you get my address from?” I demand.

“Uhm,” He exhales. “I ask my dad for your mom’s address. Maybe my dad would think I’m a creeper trying to hit on your mom.” He laughs.