Nutella

“Niall, you remember Ella don’t you? She used to run naked around your back garden.” The girl blushed, hiding her face behind her mass of honey blonde hair.

“Mum, stop it” she hissed.

“Oh don’t be silly Ella, Niall’s heard it all before I’m sure”

Ella gave me a sympathetic smile, which I mirrored. “I don’t remember, sorry” I replied sincerely. I didn’t know this girl, I was sure of it. I remember a pretty face, certainly one as pretty as her’s. Her teal eyes were captivating, her lips intriguing, her shyness endearing. I couldn’t have known her before.

“Well, I better leave you two to get reacquainted then.” Her mum smiled slyly as she walked away, leaving Ella looking uncomfortable.

“So, I’m Niall” I stuck my hand out towards her, wearing an innocent smile.

She scoffed, her face twisting from uncomfortable to utterly pissed off faster than you could say..

“Twat”

Wait, what did I do?