"Hey Jazmina." Niall zei through the phone.
"Hey. How are you?" I responded.
"Good. Hey, uh, I was wondering. Where u are."
"I'm on my way back to Simon's house. Where are you?"
"Behind you." he answered.
I stopped and turned around. Niall smiled and hung up his phone. "What were u doing?" I asked as he joined me.
"Truthfully I was waiting for you." I smiled. "That's sweet. Thanks."
Niall nodded. "This neighborhood can get a little rough at night." I calmly walk volgende to the popstar as girls shoot me dirty looks. "That stuff doesn't bother you, eh?" he asked. I shrugged. "No. I kind of enjoy it. Like I said, I have never had any girls be jealous of me before. Never really had a love life before."
"So... no one has ever held your hand of kissed u before?" I nod sadly. "No one really liked me." Niall falls silent. We reach the house and he reached for the door. "Thanks." I say, coming inside. Louis sees me and Niall and smirks. "So Jazmina, how was your trip to Ireland?" I tilted my head. "Huh?" Niall turns his head away. "Niall didn't snog you?" the jokester continued. "Umm. What does snog mean?" I asked. Niall bolted out of the room. "It means to kiss." Liam explained. My face grew red. "I, um, no. He... he didn't. Why would he?"
Harry stared at me. "Are u that oblivious hon?" I looked at him confused. He sighed. "Niall, dear, has fallen head over heels for you. He likes you." I stare in shock. "Hahaha, good joke Harry." I say nervously. He looks at me and then Liam. "It's true. He does fancy u quite a lot."
I narrow my eyes. "He knows nothing about me. There is no reason for him to like me." Harry sighed. "You don't know you're beautiful." I stared at him and said, "This isn't a time to start singing Harry." Louis shook his head. "He means that u have never had anyone care about u that made u feel beautiful." I sat there quietly. There was just no way Niall could like me. Not possible. I shook my head and went to find Niall. I left the boys to watch TV. Now where did that Irish boy go?
"Looking for me?" asked a voice. I smile, turning at his voice. "Hiding from me?" I counter, leaning against the wall.
Niall tilts his head. "Now why would I hide from you?" I crossed my arms. "Because u like me." There was pure silence. I raised an eyebrow as Niall looked at me. "Well?" He put his hands in the air. "Okay. u got me." I closed my eyes. "You know nothing about me. How can u like me?" Niall chuckled. "Jazmine, u are getting on my case about liking u and not knowing anything about u when u feel the same about me."
I opened my mouth to object but he held up his hand. "I have seen girls like you. u fall for looks first. Then personality. Hell, that's probably why u never had a love life. u fell for jerks." My eyes widen as he continues. "You are scared to love anyone. u don't want your hart-, hart in a million pieces. u want someone who won't hurt you. And u wonder if that could be me."
I stare at him. So he did know me. "Maybe." I say. He comes over and stands volgende to me. "So..." he whispered. "Would u mind if I gave u your first kiss?" I blush. Inside, I was terrified. Outside, calm and composed. "I think it would be perfect if u were my first kiss." I whispered. Niall smiles and pulls me close to him. Our lips meet softly. It seems like forever before we seperate. I smile. "Wow."
He casually walks away and then pauses. "Maybe we could do that again tomorrow?" I smirk and pass door him. "If you're lucky." I went up to my guestroom and closed the door. Maybe he is the one.
"Hey. How are you?" I responded.
"Good. Hey, uh, I was wondering. Where u are."
"I'm on my way back to Simon's house. Where are you?"
"Behind you." he answered.
I stopped and turned around. Niall smiled and hung up his phone. "What were u doing?" I asked as he joined me.
"Truthfully I was waiting for you." I smiled. "That's sweet. Thanks."
Niall nodded. "This neighborhood can get a little rough at night." I calmly walk volgende to the popstar as girls shoot me dirty looks. "That stuff doesn't bother you, eh?" he asked. I shrugged. "No. I kind of enjoy it. Like I said, I have never had any girls be jealous of me before. Never really had a love life before."
"So... no one has ever held your hand of kissed u before?" I nod sadly. "No one really liked me." Niall falls silent. We reach the house and he reached for the door. "Thanks." I say, coming inside. Louis sees me and Niall and smirks. "So Jazmina, how was your trip to Ireland?" I tilted my head. "Huh?" Niall turns his head away. "Niall didn't snog you?" the jokester continued. "Umm. What does snog mean?" I asked. Niall bolted out of the room. "It means to kiss." Liam explained. My face grew red. "I, um, no. He... he didn't. Why would he?"
Harry stared at me. "Are u that oblivious hon?" I looked at him confused. He sighed. "Niall, dear, has fallen head over heels for you. He likes you." I stare in shock. "Hahaha, good joke Harry." I say nervously. He looks at me and then Liam. "It's true. He does fancy u quite a lot."
I narrow my eyes. "He knows nothing about me. There is no reason for him to like me." Harry sighed. "You don't know you're beautiful." I stared at him and said, "This isn't a time to start singing Harry." Louis shook his head. "He means that u have never had anyone care about u that made u feel beautiful." I sat there quietly. There was just no way Niall could like me. Not possible. I shook my head and went to find Niall. I left the boys to watch TV. Now where did that Irish boy go?
"Looking for me?" asked a voice. I smile, turning at his voice. "Hiding from me?" I counter, leaning against the wall.
Niall tilts his head. "Now why would I hide from you?" I crossed my arms. "Because u like me." There was pure silence. I raised an eyebrow as Niall looked at me. "Well?" He put his hands in the air. "Okay. u got me." I closed my eyes. "You know nothing about me. How can u like me?" Niall chuckled. "Jazmine, u are getting on my case about liking u and not knowing anything about u when u feel the same about me."
I opened my mouth to object but he held up his hand. "I have seen girls like you. u fall for looks first. Then personality. Hell, that's probably why u never had a love life. u fell for jerks." My eyes widen as he continues. "You are scared to love anyone. u don't want your hart-, hart in a million pieces. u want someone who won't hurt you. And u wonder if that could be me."
I stare at him. So he did know me. "Maybe." I say. He comes over and stands volgende to me. "So..." he whispered. "Would u mind if I gave u your first kiss?" I blush. Inside, I was terrified. Outside, calm and composed. "I think it would be perfect if u were my first kiss." I whispered. Niall smiles and pulls me close to him. Our lips meet softly. It seems like forever before we seperate. I smile. "Wow."
He casually walks away and then pauses. "Maybe we could do that again tomorrow?" I smirk and pass door him. "If you're lucky." I went up to my guestroom and closed the door. Maybe he is the one.