how me and niall met

how me and niall met

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WpMetadataReadConcluida jue, jul 30, 2015<5 mins
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it was raining outside i asked my mom if i could go to my friends house she said no but i went anyways. I got out of the house i didnt know where i was going and i bumped my head. he help me get up when i got up i saw his eyes they were blue like the sea. i said im sorry for bumping into you and he said thats ok he asked me what is my name and i said n/y and i asked him what was his name and he said niall. he asked me where am i going and i told him i was going to my friends house so he took me over there. when i arrive i said to him thanks for driving me to my friends house and he said no problem. he gave me a kiss on the cheeks and i started to blush and he gave me his phone number. i knocked on my friends door she wasn't home so niall took me to his house. Me and niall started watching scary movies i was so scared he cuddle with me. Then it was morning he took me back home my mom was not awake so i went back to bed. Niall called me i answered he said he wants to see me again soon
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"Why'd you even come back? The last time I checked, your mom didn't want you anywhere near this particular place in this planet where we live in." I looked straight at his eyes as his seems to study every inch of my face, probably looking for any sign of weakness that screams his name. He won't find one though. I've moved on and the only effect he has on me is only a fragment of what I felt for him before. He continued to study my face and it made me uncomfortable. Why won't he answer my question? With a sigh, I turned around to return to the safety of my house-where I know I'll be safe from those eyes that looks like it doesn't want to let mine go. "I wanted to see you" he answered. "I want to see you again." If you've already closed a chapter in your life and you're already about to open a new one, what would you do if the past chapter comes opening itself up? Will you flip through the pages once more or would you turn your back on it knowing that that certain chapter will always be the best one? Or would you choose to start on a new promising one?

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