Tease

I hate the way Niall Horan looks at me, I know I'm not his type at least I don't think I am...his parents and him moved next door I didnt realize it was him untill I was on my trampoline and he came behind and touched my shoulder. He asked if he could join me I said sure and we sat there without saying a word till about midnight then I went inside. I looked out my window to see him there writing on paper then he put it on a rock and sat it on the window sill but I closed my curtains before he could know I was there, watching him move...even now knowing I was being used for a bet I still believe he actually loved me like he said, after he broke up with me he said it was all a lie.