I woke up in my bed. The same headache came back to my head. All that noise from yesterday made me get back to the pinching feeling in my head. I rolled in bed, my eyes were still closed because of the sun rays. I knew if I opened my eyes the pain would get wider because of the clarity. I blindly fund the bedside table and touched everything in there, feeling if the things were helpful to my situation or not. After touched my alarm clock, my lamp and the phone, I was able to feel the glass of water. Now I had to open my eyes so I could open the bedsides table drawer, but I didn’t want to. The pinching feeling would get worst with the sun hitting my eyeballs, I knew it and I feared it.
But I had to open them eventually so I might do it now. I blinked repeatedly so the pain would fade faster. When I was able to keep my eyes open without blinking more times than it was necessary, still laid in bed I grabbed the door knob and pulled it open. I peeked into the drawer to see the last remaining aspirin in there. I grabbed it and quickly opened the container, putting the white pill into my mouth. Like I said before, the taste was awful! I’m grateful to the people who invented the pills and stuff, but they could make it tastier I think. I drank a bit of water and the pill quickly disappeared from my mouth and into my throat, and then for stomach. I dove my face into the pillow, my belly faced the mattress.
The memories from last night came back into my head. I wish the aspirin could take away that. I think a part of me knew he knew I wouldn’t go out with him free willed. I think that’s why he black mailed me. But it doesn’t stop being scary, I mean, he was outside my house and I didn’t even notice him. He took a picture of me and that could destroy my relationship with my parents. I sure didn’t want that to happen. They might be strict but I love them more than anything.
Talking about my parents, how am I convincing them to let me out? I sure can’t do it on my own, I mean, what am I going to tell them? I’m not good in this things, that’s why I have Danny, but I can’t ask her to help me with this. I know her parents are strict about lying. She never lied to them, she just conceals stuff from them. She says it’s not lying and technically it’s not, but it still doesn’t feel right! I don’t actually know what to do, maybe just tell them the truth, that a boy asked me on a date and I want to go out with him, wich I really don’t, but it’s necessary.
I think I’m gonna go through with that, maybe they’ll let e out. I really think they will not, but I have to at least try, I can’t let that picture break out his phone. I groaned against my pillow, thinking I would have to go out with him. I don’t like him one bit, and he advances to fast. I was told that I need to stay away from boys and I never question that, but my mom always told me I could start to date when I was 18. Maybe that’s why she let me go out. But not guarantees me she will let me out again. I sure hope she does though.
I rolled up, facing the white ceiling and gathering strength to get up. It was so comfy under my covers, and today is Sunday, meaning I have to go to the church. I might even be late already. My mom doesn’t stand people being late, especially if it is to go to the church. Thinking that, I sat on my bed, folding the covers in a triangle like I always do. My feet moved on bed, facing now the ground. I got up, walking barefoot on the wooded floor of my bedroom. I quickly got to my bathroom. My eyes were always facing the ground, interested on the green color of my nails. I stopped in front of the mirror, still looking at the ground. Slowly I raised my eyes, looking t my naturally thin waist. I never had problems with that, but often I have problems with my legs. Because I eat a lot, my mom says I have to work out so that my legs don’t get fat. Why did you think I walk to school instead of driving my beautiful blue mini cooper? Well, now you know. My pjs large sweatpants were green, matching the color of my nails. I raised my eyes a bit more to look at the green shirt. Although I eat a lot, I never got traces of it in my belly. I don’t know why, don’t ask me. My body is weird but I was never that fat.
My eyes raised a bit more, looking at my hair. It was completely out of place and my figure made me laugh at myself. I was completely ridiculous. My cheek had marks on it, the sheets fault. I look curiously at my eyes, they were supposed to be greed today because of the clothes. And they were, I actually manage to guess my eyes color once in my life. I never really could predict what color they would be, they’re a bit moody and change all the time. I grabbed a comb, smiling at myself. My eyes were sparkling like they always do. You can actually see their shine four meters away from me. Danny sais it’s because I’m pure and innocent, she also says I have a beautiful soul because the eyes are the gates to the soul. I started combing my hair, making my hair lose all the fun in wich they were before. Now, they are naturally curled and covering my breasts equally. I like to use my hair like that, I don’t know why but I do.
I picked up my toothbrush and opened the white cabinet, taking the toothpaste out. I spread a bit in the toothbrush and took it to my mouth. While brushing my teeth I wandered where Niall was going to take me. He has a habit of being unpredictable, I can tell already. I have no confirmation if I can really go out with him, but nothing ever stopped my imagination of rambling so why should that do the trick? I wet my mouth so the traces of the toothpaste were washed off and looked at myself again. I was more of the so called ‘normal’ if that even exists.
I walked out of the bathroom and opened my wardrobe. I knew my mom doesn’t let me wear jeans to the church and I wasn’t up to a skirt so I think I’ll choose a dress. I looked at my collection of dresses. It couldn’t be dark, short or tight, my mom likes to keep the respect around the town so her children have to be presentable. As I mentally thought about the rights and wrongs of the dresses in front of me, someone knocked one my door.
“Come in!” I didn’t remove my eyes from the dresses
“Johanna, mom wants you down in a few minutes!” I heard Adriana talking from the door
“Sure thing Ade!” I looked at her and smiled “I’ll be down in five minutes!”
“Hurry up siss!” She giggled and left
My eyes moved to the dresses again. As I caressed the fabric of a black floral dress that I was starting to like, one of the hangers fell. I quickly let go of the dress and bent to pick up the hanger and saw a beautiful white dress with some lace covering the chest area(http://data.whicdn.com/images/72111678/large.jpg). I think I never saw it before. Probably my mom bought it for me and I never got to use it. I’m not a person that uses that much dresses, I like to keep it simple, leggings or jeans and a large t-shirt or a Jersey. But since it’s Sunday and I have to obey my mom…
I took it off the hanger and laid it on the bed, stripping of my clothes next. Only then, when I was in my underwear, I remembered I had two huge wounds in my knees… Oh well, nothing that ¾ socks can’t hide right? I putted the dress on and it fitted perfectly, the skirted ended right above the knee, meaning only a tiny bit of my thigh would be showing. Perfect.
I walked towards my wardrobe again and picked some ¾ white socks to cover up my wounds. Thanks to the cream, they weren’t so red anymore. That thing is a miracle that you put in your wounds, believe me. I looked at the wardrobes’ mirror. It was good but there was something missing. I couldn’t show that much arm, so I decided to go with a chocolate brown leather jacket. After that I got into my white sneakers and went downstairs.
My sisters were all there, Maria in a pink floral dress, Ade in a long skirt and Jessica in a green dress with a floral jacket. They were all so cute, but I still think my mom is the most beautiful person among us. And talking about her, there she comes, in her long blue dress with my father in her side. They are like the perfect couple. They’re cute together, funny with each other, they talk about everything… I think everyone thinks that, when relationships last long and the people in question have kids (especially a lot of them like my parents do) the relationship lacks love. That’s not my parents relationship, I can tell they are meant to be together. They might be strict, the most religious persons I know, but they complete each other, they have the same tastes but small differences that make them perfect for each other.
My mom looked at all of our clothes. We were used to it, all our lifes has been this way. My mom looked at me in the end and frowned when she saw my ¾ socks. I never use them in a Sunday, especially when I go to church, but I have a excuse to use them today. After a few seconds looking at my covered knees, my mo looked away, ignoring the fact that I was wearing them. She didn’t care, she just wanted me to be presentable and I did as she wished.
As we all left the house and were walking towards my dad’s car, my phone rang. I took it out of my leather jacket’s pocket and saw I had a message.
“You look beautiful! N!”
My body shivered. He was there, probably looking at me and my family. My eyes scattered the street, hopping to see a small figure on the other side, looking at me with his hands on the pockets of his dark jeans, his hair perfectly out of place and looking soft, and his eyes glued on mine, forcing me to look at him, getting my full attention and concentration. But I didn’t saw him. He wasn’t anywhere to be found. Not on the street anyway. I felt a glare upon myself and turned instantly. Two sparkly eyes behind a glass made my skin get goose bumps all over it. He was there, his eyes meeting mine, getting my full attention without even trying. He was inside of his car, his hands on the wheel, pressing it and a small smile played on his lips. He might be a nag and a complete jerk, but he has the prettiest eyes I have ever seen in a boy. Nothing like mine who are moody and cranky sometimes. They have a uniform dark blue color on them. I think his eyes are not like mine who change.
“Johanna, come in here!” My mom yelled from the inside of the car
That was when I realized I was starring into his eyes for too long. He can get my complete attention, he can make me forget the world just by looking at his eyes and I don’t like that one bit. I only realized it now, because I had never been starring into his eyes before and I’m glad I didn’t because I don’t like the feeling.
I quickly got into the car and my dad started to drive. Maria whispered to me what was happening and I told her everything was okay! I’m afraid of what she might think if I tell her I’m going out with Niall, the bad boy. I don’t want her to know because honestly I don’t even want to go myself. And if she knew I’m going out with him, against my will, because of her book and cell phone, she would blame herself even more than she did because of the wounds, so I thought I would just skip the subject.
**
We got back home from the church, luckily I have been left by the Niall Horan memory. When we got into the house, my dad closed the door, my mom quickly got out of her heels. I know she hates them and those things hurt like hell, but she keeps wearing them. I never told her, but I have this idea that, when I marry I will wear sneakers. If she knows it, she would give me a speech about tradition and how she wants me to get married the most normal way possible, but I’m afraid of heels since I saw her swollen feet when she came home from a party, plus, no one looks at the brides’ feet. She pushes me to wear them sometimes, I try to change the subject and I have been succeeding since it started… Luckily!
They were about to go upstairs to change when I call them, stopping them to take another step. I needed to ask their permission, it’s not like I’ gonna sneak out without them knowing.
“Can I talk to you? I need to ask you for something!” They turned and nodded
I walked towards the living room with them following me. When I got there, I sat in the couch and they followed my led, sitting on the one if front of me. I started to play with my fingers, awkwardly. I had no idea of what to say to break the ice. Truth is, and I know you probably got it already, I never asked my parents for anything. They usually read my thoughts and give me what I need, plus, I was never a person who needs to have stuff, I like to keep it simple. I didn’t need to break the ice, my mum did it.
“So, tell us Johanna, what do you need?” Always reading my thoughts
“Mum… Dad… I… A boy asked me out!” I blushed as they looked at each other and looked at the floor
They started to laugh and I cringed in the couch. I felt my cheeks burning more and more while they were laughing. I never felt comfortable with my parents’ laughs because they never do it in front of us. But they have beautiful ones truth be told.
“Look at us dear!” My dad surprised by speaking, like I told you he uses to be quiet. I raised my head
“I just want to tell you that I’m not expecting you to let me go and I…” My mum cut me off
“You can go!” I felt like fireworks were popping inside of me
I did it. I was actually able to make my parents let me go out, without any help from anyone. I was pretty happy with myself for being actually able to talk to my parents about… well, something!
“Who is he? Do we know him?” My mum asked
“No! No you don’t!” I said
“Is he nice?” She asked
My stomach turned. What am I going to tell her? My stomach was moving fast, not letting my brain think. I couldn’t lie to her, she’s my mum, I just… I can’t! Plus, if she knows who he is she would never let me out, and I need to go or he’ll show them the photo. I can’t let that happen because if it does my parents can be angry at me, and I surely don’t want that.
“I just don’t want to talk about it, okay mum?”
She frowned and looked deeply into my greenish brown eyes. She always does that when she wants to make sure I’m not lying or hiding something. But this time I really was hiding something, and she noticed that. Weird thing is, she letted it go. I frowned at her and she smiled like she was saying she’ll talk to me latter.
“I’ll just … go… to my room and …” I got up, pulling my dress down with my palms pressed on the fabric “… Do something!” I pointed with my thumb to the door behind me “I’ll just go!” I ran towards the door and got out, running towards my room. I could hear my parents laughing.
I had no idea why they were laughing, I just knew it was completely awkward. They never laugh and now they are laughing… at me! I throwed my body in the bed and covered my face with a pillow. It was so awkward and I was so in shock that I actually started to laugh, thinking about the spectacle I should had made in front. It seemed clear why they were laughing at me now. First it sounded weird, now it’s completely normal, they were laughing about my shyness. Truth be told, I’m the most shy and innocent of my sister, even more innocent that Jessica. Growing up with no friends does that with a person, you fall behind, but luckily I found Danny two years ago. And in those two years I learned things that normally you learn in the eight year in school, like hickeys and she actually told me they hurt, and love bites too. She said a guy bitted her so hard one time, she actually bled, and don’t ask the place, I didn’t bother to ask and she didn’t want to tell.
Thinking about Danny, I have to call her. I talk to her every day, weekend or not, well, on the useful days I have school with her so it’s easier to talk to her then. I grabbed my phone and dialed her number, hearing her ringtone from the other side of the line. She choose a very… erm… happy song, let’s put it this way. I don’t even know the artist and I never bothered to memorize the lyrics since it’s not my type of music.
“Hello my little bird!” She said from the other side of the phone
“Look who’s in a good mood today!” I giggled
“I really am! I just woke up feeling great! “
“Great!” I said happily
“What did you call me for?” I really don’t know how to tell her, but I’ll just do it
“I… I have a … erm… a date!”
“YOU WHAT?!” She yelled
Let me tell you why I haven’t told Danny yesterday… She was a little bit tipsy and I thought she was better just laughing like crazy than yelling about something even I wasn’t excited about. Even without seeing her face I knew she was smiling. She might be totally different than me, she might not care about the rules and might be a free spirit, but I know she only wants the best for me. I also knew she was dying for me to tell her who it was, so I decided to go ahead without her asking. I know her like the back of my hand let’s put it this way.
“It’s with Niall!” She started to scream from the other side of the phone, making me separate the phone from my ear.
I knew she loved that guy to pieces and the rest of the band too, but there’s really nothing to love about them I think. I mean, there’s gotta be something because there are too many girls chasing them for them to completely suck, but I just don’t see it. Maybe it’s because they are, in Danny’s words not mine, Hot! But I just ignore that thing, plus I was never thought how to see if a person is hot or not. When she finally stopped screaming I connected the phone with my ear again and giggles, getting the same response from her.
“Are you finished?” I asked, giggling
“Are you excited? What a stupid question, sure you are! What are you gonna wear? It’s something sexy? Oh, please tell me it’s something sexy! It has to be something sexy!”
“Da…” She kept talking
“I’ll stop by your house at 5? I will be there in time, British Punctuality!
“Dan…” She cutted me off again
“I’ll help you choose your outfit and…” This time I cutted her off
“DANNY!” I shouted, a bit annoyed
I told you she LOVES to talk, this is the prove. A awkward silence followed my shout but Danny broke it a few seconds after.
“What?” She talked in a low pitched voice. She knew I don’t scream at her, only when she’s being annoying
“Sorry for screaming at you! But you didn’t let me speak!” I said
“Speak then!” She giggled, understanding what she had done
“First, no, I’m not excited!”
“Why?” She asked, almost annoyed by my lack of interest on my first… yes first date!
“Because… Oh forget it!” I snorted
“No, tell me!” She insisted
“Look, I don’t have the time to explain it to you over the phone okay?” I said
“Sure! Meet me at Starbucks after lunch okay love?” She asked
“Sure thing!” I snorted again. It was actually going to be a good thing to talk to someone
“See you there!” She hanged up
I throwed the phone to my bed and walked towards the wardrobe. I was still on my church clothes and I wanted to change so I could get more comfy. I grabbed the first cute thing I saw, a blue Jersey with a mustache on it. And then I grabbed some stripped jeans and laid it all on the bed. I stripped off of my clothes and putted those on (http://data.whicdn.com/images/69744526/large.png). When I finished pulling the shirt down so it could cover my belly, I hear my mom calling for us since lunch was ready. I ran downstairs, eating is one of the things I love the most…
**
My bedside table clock sowed that there were only 15 minutes remaining before two o’clock. I had to go and tell Danny everything. It was going to feel liberating to get rid of this burden, I know it. I had to change once more, I was in comfy and my mum tells me I shouldn’t be comfy to go out, I should be presentable, even if it hurts. I think that’s why she keeps the high heel act.
I opened my wardrobes’ door and took some shorts off of there, they were shorts but not too short neither tight, they were just normal and casual lace shorts, everybody has a pair of shorts in their closet so why can’t I? I rarely use them, true, but I feel like it today. I stripped off my leggings and got into the shorts, seeing my wounds again. They were brownish now, meaning they were starting to heal. I told Maria they would go away quickly, but she over reacted. I grabbed a denim shirt and stripped off of the blue one, getting into the denim one (http://data.whicdn.com/images/68255286/large.jpg). I putted small brown belt on the shorts and grabbed some white and laced ¾ socks. As I pulled them up, someone knocked on my door and got in. I quickly pulled them up so the person in question couldn’t see my marks.
“Hello dear!” I heard my mum talking behind me and I kept pulling the socks up as fast as I could
“Hi!” I tried to disguise
“Having trouble there?” She asked, leaning her head so she could see what I was doing with my back turned at her
“No! I’m fine!” I finished pulling the socks up and turned. She looked at my socks, again
“You’re fancying ¾ socks aren’t you?” I smiled at her, giving her all the confirmation she needed “Are you gonna see Danny?”
“Yes! I need to talk to her!” I said and grabbed a small purse
“But I want to talk to you first, seat!” She ordered and I obeyed “I know I don’t let you do a lot of stuff but…” I cut her off
“Mom, don’t!” I said “I know you only want the best for me! So don’t apologize for protecting me, I actually thank you for that!”
“But you are going on your first date whit someone you like right?” I nodded, not being able to talk “I noticed you were a bit nervous earlier today!”
“I was!” I wasn’t lying when I said this, I really was
“Don’t! Think you’re going out with Danny and you two are having fun!” She smiled
“I will!” I will not! Niall is rude and Danny is cute and nice so the work isn’t cutted out for me
“Just relax and enjoy!” I nodded again “Now go talk to Danny!” She said, giving my clothes a look
She got up and out of my room. I sighed, if only my mom knew who he is and that I’m going against my will … she would freak out or worst, she would forbid me of going out and I’ve told you I can’t let that happen. I stood there, perfectly still for a few minutes, just thinking about my first date and sighing repeatedly. When I woke up, I looked at the clock. Oh shoot, it’s two in the afternoon now, I’m late! That’s one for British Punctuality hu?!
I quickly runned out of my room and quickly got downstairs. I grabbed my keys and runned towards the door, opening and running out. My mini cooper was standing on the other side of the street. I ran towards it and opened it, got inside and drove towards starbucks.
**
“And he made you go out with him because of the picture?” She asked, perplexed
“Yes!” I played with the straw
“I still think he’s hot so the fact he made you go out with him only makes it sexier!” I frowned
“You are a seriously messed u girl!” We both giggled “How is that hot or sexy?”
“It is sexy and hot in a totally… perverted way!” She concluded
“Well, that’s why I can’t see it then!” I smiled at her
“I sometimes wonder how you manage to stay so innocent!” She rambled
“Ask my parents, they’ll know!” I giggled “And it’s not thanks to you missy!”
“I’m only trying to wake you up to the real world!” She explained
“I don’t need your ‘wake up’ calls lady! You’re to perverted!” I drank a bit of coffee
“Say it now, but when you try sex you’ll see that I was only telling you about one of the best things on earth?” She drank a bit of her coffee too
“Better than food?” I asked perplexed
“Much better than food!” She giggled
“Not possible!” I stated “And I don’t even want to hear anything more! You’re perverted!” I got up “I’m gonna pay!” I started walking toward the counter
“Hurry up! We need to shop for your first date!” She yelled from the table
Oh no! I knew she was going to drag me around the shopping to find something sexy and I cannot let that happen, my mom would never let me out with the type of clothes Danny uses to wear. If she even saw me like that I think she would have an heart attack.
After paying she pulled me towards the shopping next to the coffee shop. She was even more excited than me and jumping around, making people look at her and pulling me to do the same. She made me walk or ages to get to her favorite shop. And when we were finally getting in she stopped me.
“Now you stay here and I’ll get your clothes!” She started
“But Danny…” She cut me off
“No buts, I’ll choose! Don’t you think I know you’ll go with something all smothering and warm instead of something open and sexy, like it’s supposed to be?”
“Okay, okay!” I said conformed “But please make it just a little bit smothering and warm, please? Just a little bit!” I begged
“Forget it!” She giggled and got into the store
I was afraid, soo afraid. She was a lunatic when it comes to clothes. She has a saying that is: “Life is too short to wear boring clothes!” and it fits her perfectly. You might think that just because we’re on a catholic school we can’t wear the uniform as we want to… that’s not true! I do wear the whole thing, the dark blue skirt or jeans, the white with ¾ sleeves t-shirts with the dark blue tie and the wool jacket covering up. Danny likes to change it a bit. She changes the shirt with ¾ sleeves to a short tan top that, if she tries to reach something that high, her belly button would show, she also likes to pull the skirt up a bit so her thighs can show more too, she doesn’t wear the tie but she wears black heels.
I walked towards a bench in there and sat, waiting for her. Just the fact that I would probably wear a dress or a shirt to a date with Niall was scaring me. Who knows where his hands would end up in! My thoughts were turned off when I saw a small fountain. The water running around and splashing made me trail off for a few minutes, till a hand was landed on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Danny, holding a bag with the clothes in it.
“Can I see?” I quickly got up
“You’ll see it when you change in my house!” She said, walking away and playing with the bag
“But Danny!” I runned towards her, catching up “My mum might not let me!”
“Tell her you’re with me and she will!” She explained
“But…” She cut me off
“Give me your phone, I’ll call her!” She rolled her eyes playfully
I gave her my phone. I’m so lucky I have her to talk for me. She can talk her way out of everything and luckily she helps me do the same. But she says I can’t learn because I’m too pure and I’d have to go to dark places she doesn’t want me to go (irony). I looked at her and she looked at me while talking to my mum.
“Hey Mrs. Skyes! (…) Look, me and Johanna have been shopping till now and she’ll change in my house okay? Okay! See you soon bye!” She hanged up, not letting my mum talking.
I started to laugh and she did the same. She always knows how to manipulate people, it’s kind of freaky but it helped her many times before, times I won’t refer to because she was wild and a bit reckless. She still is but now she’s just a tiny, tiny bit less.
“Hey, what time is it?” I asked her and she looked at her clock
“Four!” I looked at her with my eyes wide open “What?” She frowned
“We have been together for two hours? It seemed like a few minutes!”
“My company is always a good thing Mrs. Skyes!” She giggled
“Maybe! Or maybe you’re just too much of a bad influence I make time run faster!” I giggled
“Ah-ah-ah!” She giggled afterwards “C’mon! Let’s go!” She pulled my hand out of the shopping.
“Wait, I have to warn him!” I stopped next to her car
“Give me that, I’ll do it!” She grabbed my phone and started texting.
Sasha likes to be … warm in her texts! I hope she’s not like that with him because I have no way to tell him that the person who wrote it wasn’t me… He wouldn’t believe me or he didn’t want to believe. Anyways, I heard the noise that the text was being send.
“What did you wrote?” I asked curious
“I told him my address and said that he could pick you up there!” She smiled
“Oh, okay then!”And then she pulled me inside the car, driving towards her house.
**
“Stop telling me stuff about them! It’s not like I’m gonna stick around long enough to confirm if they are true or not!” I told Danny
She had been nagging me for the two hours that had gone by. She knows I retain information so she’s filling my brain about Punk Direction stuff, their full names, their birthdates, their families’ members and names… I tried to tell her to stop several times but, it’s Danny, I couldn’t make her stop even if I wanted to! She also kept the clothes hidden from me, but she can’t anymore since it’s time to get ready!
I wish this was just a dream and I wouldn’t be dreaming long enough for him to take me out in my first date. I wish this wouldn’t be true and I don’t really know Niall Horan! Danny was excited, more excited than me actually but that wasn’t a really hard thing to achieve since there was not even a drop of excitement in my body… Fear maybe, not excitement. He’s kind of stalking me, and why was he in front of my house?
“It’s 6 o’clock!” Danny sang and I smiled weakly “C’mon! At least smile properly!”
I forced a smile and she got up from her bed where we were sat at. She grabbed the bag with the clothes and smiled at me. I was afraid. Danny wasn’t very… modest! Her parents actually don’t care about the clothes she wears to go out because the support the fun life style but she has to control herself in front of them. She started to take the clothes out of the bag, smiling. Too much in my opinion. She got right the floral style but the black skirt was too short and since I have no more clothes I was bound to wear those (http://data.whicdn.com/images/71291087/large.jpg). She chose a floral top with no straps and a zipper in the front, and, as I told you a short black skirt. I looked at her, doubtful.
“Danny, I don’t…” She cut me off
“Oh shut up! Today you have to show your magnificent curves!” She said, being a bit harsh when she told me to shut up
I cringed and she laid everything on the bed. She grabbed my hand and told me to get up. I obeyed her, knowing she could be very persuasive when she wants.
“Now, you go take a bath and I’ll get you some shoes!” I looked at her, worried
“No heels!” She laughed
“Sure! I can let you chose that one!” I smiled weakly and walked towards her bathroom.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been in this bathroom and Danny can’t tell you how many times she has been on mine. We spend so much time together that we know the other ones house like it was our own. I took my clothes off and got into the shower. Luckily for me, Danny and I use the same shampoo. The shower was actually calming and I wasn’t so scared or nervous anymore. I got out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. I looked at the clock and realized I had taken more time in the shower than I was supposed to since there was only twenty minutes till seven.
“Hurry up or you’re gonna be late!” Danny woke me up from my thoughts
“That’s the idea!” I sat on her bed
“C’mon! You are NOT gonna let Niall freaking Horan waiting for you!” She emphasized the not
“Who’s gonna stop me?” I looked at the ground
“Me!” She giggled
I sighed and got up to get dressed. Danny insisted on me wearing red underwear, making me laugh. It’s not like he’s gonna even see it so what’s the problem about it? I wore red underwear before. I got into the clothes and Danny looked at me like my mom uses to, but my mom is to see if I was presentable, Danny wants to ruin it and make me “sow my magnificent curves!” I actually pretended I was in a runway. I was forced to go so why not make it funny? I think the bath gave you crazy ideas Johanna!
Danny looked at my knees and grabbed some black ¾ socks and then gave me some black floral sneakers. At least I was comfortable, in what comes to my feet because I felt naked in what comes to the rest of my body. Danny laughed at me and I smiled at her, truthfully this time. The Niall subject was away from my brain, letting me relax for a few minutes before I was actually with him.
“Let’s put some make-up on you!” Danny announced and grabbed my hand, but I kept her from walking
“I don’t like make-up Danny!” I stated
“You’re going out with …” I cut her off
“I know whit whom I’m going out, but I’m not gonna change myself! I’ve done it enough with this clothes!” I said, pointing at the clothes
Danny sighted and nodded. I smiled at her and she gave me a slight smile. She looked at the clock and we noticed there was two minutes left to seven. I had time to do something with my slightly curled hair, but truth is, I didn’t want to. I like my hair much better when it’s lose and I can feel the wind in it. It was dry already and I needed only to comb it so the curls fell on the right place.
I went back to the bathroom to comb it so it could be silkier and looking good. As I did so, I looked at my eyes. My eyes were sparkling like they always are, but brown, chocolate brown. They actually changed to brown while I was at Danny’s. It doesn’t take long for them to change color actually.
When I got through with combing my hair I got out of her bathroom and saw Danny peaking out of the window. She looked at me with a huge smile on her lips and told me to get there. I did as she pleased and pulled the curtain a bit to the side so I could see what was causing all that happiness. As I pulled the curtain to the side I saw Niall leaning on the hood of his car, hands on his pockets and looking at the door, only God knows what he was thinking of. I opened my eyes widely when I saw he was wearing white. I think I never saw him wearing white, well the two times I actually saw him and had a small talk with him.
His head moved towards the window and, in the minute he saw me he smiled. I putted the curtain back in place quickly mumbling something and said goodbye to Danny. I runned downstairs and held the door knob. My hands were trembling but I had to do it. The reason I was spending a couple of hours with hi was a very, very strong one. As I turned the handle and pulled the door open looking at a smiling Danny, someone blocked my passage to the outside. I looked up to see his sparkling blue eyes, looking at my figure. I rolled my eyes and he smirked.
“You’re beautiful!” I looked up at him, my lips parted and my eyes wide open
I never thought he would be a person that actually compliments something in someone, me especially since I’m nothing like him. He grabbed my hips, pulling me towards him. I turned my head to the right side and closed me eyes, my palms pressing on his chest. I wasn’t expecting him to plant a small kiss on my cheek. I opened my eyes to look at him, not believing what just happened.
“I’m in the kiss mood today!” He winked
I rolled my eyes again. He ruins everything with those jokes of him, the cutest thing and with a few words he ruins it just like that.
“Get out of my house you two!” Danny laughed
“Thank you Danny!” I smiled weakly and she gave me back my smile
Niall pulled me out of the house, making me stumble on the small staircase in front of Danny’s house. He laughed at me, he actually laughed at me. I sighed and walked behind him towards his Range Rover. He opened the door for me and I got in, looking at his figure walking around the car.
He got in, looking at the road. Unconsciously I stared at him. He was rather… beautiful! If you took all those tattoos out, he has a perfectly pale skin, the same color as mine. His eyes were also very pretty, blue, dark blue like they were this morning, one singular tone of blue. He drove the car as I kept starring at him, now at his hands.
He had his hand tattooed too. Something’s where related to Ireland, wich I figured he was from. He had the flag tattooed on his wrist and he also had a name tattooed on the side of his hand. A woman name, but I didn’t dare to ask who it was.
“No one has ever told you that staring is rude!” He laughed, keeping his eyes on the road
I immediately looked away to look at the view by the widow. I had no idea where he was taking me and I actually rather not know, for my sake. I was actually scared just with the idea of being sat in a table with him, who knows what he could do.
“You don’t need to be scared! It’s not like I’m gonna kidnap you or something!” He pressed his hands more against the weal, making it squeak
“Well, you forced me to come so…”
“It’s not like you were going to simply accept my invitation to go out!” He said
“Well, you’re right, I wouldn’t!” I crossed my arms and leaned in the seat, looking at the sight out the window
“Soon enough that will change!” He said low pitched probably hoping I wouldn’t hear him, but I did.
I cringed in the seat, looking at the blurts outside. He drives too fast and I can’t even see the landscaping outside, though I could still see the sky perfectly. I leaned my head up so I could look up. The sky was darkening, the sun almost touching the ceiling of the houses, making the sky get a inch of pink and orange mixture. The result is rater beautiful and hypnotizing. So hypnotizing that I didn’t notice the car pulling over. My lips kept parted as Niall got out of the car, my eyes were still stuck on the vision. This happens to me more times than you think, I space out and have a hard time coming back.
“Hello! Someone inside here?” Niall knocked on my head, laughing
“Sorry, I…” He cut me off
“Spaced out! It happens to me a lot too!” He smiled
He was holding the door open for me and I didn’t even notice it. It was a rather cute thing to do though I know it’s not his true self. I got out of the car and looked at the restaurant. It was a place called Nando’s, I heard about this place. It’s Portuguese and it’s said the have the best chicken ever so I’m dying to try it!
“What are you looking at?” The blond boy putted himself in front of my vision
“Nothing!” I looked at the ground
“Don’t lie to me!” He grabbed my waist pulling me towards him.
I instantly looked up. His eyes were piercing into mine. I could almost feel mine changing color while he looked at them.
“Your eyes change color!” He laughed
I immediately looked down. I don’t like having people looking at me, and now he knows my eyes change color. Only my sisters and Danny know this happens. My parents don’t spend that much time looking in my eyes so they don’t know this happens this often. Niall made his hands run down my waist. I turned my hands into fists, no liking what he was doing.
“Calm down love! It’s not like I’m gonna do anything to you!” When he reached the middle of my thigh he stopped, moving his hand from my thigh and holding my hand, intertwining our fingers.
I frowned and he pulled me towards the restaurant before I could even complain about our hands being together. As he walked towards the restaurant, pulling me behind him, a group of girls dressed with tight and black clothes, and with a few tattoos blocked our way. Niall smiled at them. There was no doubt, they were fans. A blond girl, a very pretty girl actually, sent me a dirty look before she pulled her shirt up. I gasped. She was… she had no… Jesus Christ! She had no bra and is asking Niall to sign her… her… Jesus! I was looking horrified and Niall laughed at my reaction. He let go of my hand and pressed his fingers on the girls… boob, signing it with the black marker. She pulled the shirt down, covering her breasts and I shook my head, trying to get back to reality.
“Hey, who is she?” The blond asked
“Just a girl!”Niall answered
He was about to grab my hand when I pulled away, making him hold the air. If he thought he was going to hold my hand after doing what he just did he was wrong.
“Wash your hands before you eat okay? I don’t want to be picturing… that while eating!” I turned my back at him, walking towards the restaurant.
I heard his laugh behind me and I opened the door. Inside it was rather hot, warm, cozy, Portuguese style. The scent in the air was amazing and was getting my stomach to complain already. I waited there for Niall, feeling the scent in the air and the warm and coziness of the place. I felt a hand in my shoulder, gently pushing me to walk towards the counter. I hit his hand, making him laugh and take it from my shoulder. Gross, the same hand he used to… I don’t even want to talk about it. We finally got to the counter and he told his name to the women, smiling at her.
She quickly and efficiently moved in the middle of the dining room, indicating a table next to the window. I can’t believe I’m wasting my first date with him. I sat and watched him do the same. When he did, he looked at me but I looked outside, looking at the girls pointing and taking pictures of him. I just rolled my eyes. How can they like Niall? He’s just rude and cocky and pushy and he gets on my nerves. I crossed my legs and started playing with the napkin to distract myself from the girls pointing at him.
The silence was dominating the table, he didn’t talk, but even if he did I wouldn’t answer because I eat in silence. He was just looking at the menu, choosing something to eat, I was completely oblivious that the menus were there till he started looking at one and I noticed him doing so. Who knows how long he has been doing so. He got up and walked away, leaving me alone. I frowned but when I saw him got into the men’s bathroom I actually felt relieved. He came back and sat in front of me again.
One of the employees of the place came back and smiled. She had her hair pulled on a bun and the uniform dressed. She also holded a notebook and a pencil on her hands. She was also wearing a big smile, but I could tell she was tired by the big bags on her eyes. She stopped by our table. Somehow she seemed to know Niall, I don’t even want to know how.
“Have you picked already Mr. Horan?” She smiled at me
“Do you wanna pick Johanna?” He knows my name!
I mean, I knew he had discovered my house and my family, but I never thought that he could also figure out my name. I mean, it’s on the web but I think I can just be forgotten since my parents are famous, I’m not.
“Hello? Did you space out again love?” I shook my head no “Can I choose?” I nodded
He told the girl the order and she nodded, writing it down in the pad. Before she walked away she smiled at me, trying to look energetic and full of life… She wasn’t! She really was tired, she needed a break and fast. I wanted to help her somehow but I didn’t know how. I looked at the window again, luckily, the girls had vanished and I was free to look at the dark blue sky. I could see some stars already, blinking in the dark sky. It’s amazing how the sunset vanished in a few minutes, or maybe I just spaced out again and didn’t notice it.
My phone rang and I pressed it against the purse, making the noise turn low. Niall laughed at my ringtone. I like Demi Lovato and I chose Two Pieces as a ring tone. That girl… She has a tough story, but I love her either way. I grabbed the cell phone and took it to my ear, looking at Niall while talking.
“Hello?” I spoke
“Hello! Jo, it’s M!” Maria spoke
“What’s wrong?” I asked, worried
“Nothing love! I just wanted to know if you’re liking your first date!” She giggled, and it was so contagious I couldn’t help but giggle too
“It’s … nice! Now, I can’t talk anymore, I’m about to start eating so…”She cut me off
“I won’t bother you anymore!” She giggled
“Stop giggling! It’s contagious!” I giggled with her
“Okay love! I’ll be waiting for you to tell me the details!”
“Dream away!” I laughed “See you later siss!”
I hanged up and put my phone in my purse, looking up at Niall again.
“I’m sorry! It was my sister!”
“No biggie love!” He smiled
“Thanks!” I smiled back
The girl came back with our dinner and putted it on the table, smiling at us again. She wished us a great dinner and left. I started eating. I just told you how I LOVE to eat so you can imagine. Niall had a smiled while looking at me.
“What?” I frowned
“You like to eat!” He smiled again
“Yes I do! I bet the girls you date don’t eat hu?” I wandered
“I don’t date! It’s usually one night stands!”
“W-What?” Niall shucked
“One night stands! You don’t know what it is?” I shook my head no “Imagine you and a guy having…” I cut him off
“Stop, stop! I get it, I get it!” He laughed
“You’re a virgin aren’t you?” I gasped
I started blushing so I looked down. I know it’s not normal to still be a virgin with 18, but I am! It’s a part of the teaching I had and nothing will ever change that. I’m a girl that plays by the rules, funny that my best friend just ignores them. But never mind!
“Thought so!” He laughed
“You’re such a jerk!” I spat, returning to my eating “And now, shut up, we’re eating, show some respect please!” I look into his eyes fearlessly
“Sure thing!” He smirked
I kept eating in silence luckily. Niall just kept focused on his food and so did I, none of us talked and that’s a good thing because we shouldn’t be talking when we’re eating, it’s disrespectful. Soon enough I got satisfied and Niall the same since he has the same appetite as me.
“Are you finished love?” I nodded “Then c’mon! Let’s leave!”
I got up, reluctantly and followed him while he walked towards the counter to pay for the dinner. After paying he turned around and smiled, walking towards me. He slipped one hand around my shoulders and pushed me out of the restaurant. I was hoping that girl wouldn’t come back and do the same thing, asking him to sign the other boob. How can people do that? It’s just dumb and childish. Your body is something you need to keep to yourself, not to show some random guy in the street … like Niall. Sure he isn’t a random guy, he’s in a band, but that’s no different, it doesn’t stop being stupid, their mom’s need to control them.
I sighed, completely ignoring Niall’s arm around my shoulders. It actually felt cozy.He was wearing a white t-shirt and some dark large jeans with black sneakers and I only noticed his clothes now. He kept pushing me towards his car and when we got there I got loose from him. I was about to open the door when he grabbed my body and turned me around, his body pressing mine against the car. He starred into my eyes. I hadn’t actually noticed he had taken off his lip piercing… till now!
“You really do hate me don’t you?” He asked and I nodded.
I actually was completely frozen and had no idea of what to do. He was too close, there was too much contact with myself and as you can imagine I have no idea of what to do in situations like this one.
“Can I change that?” He looked up, thinking about something but then looked at me in the eyes “I think I can!” He smiled
He started to lean down towards my cheek, pressing soft kisses on it, he started to make the way to my lips, kissing the way till he got there. His eyes were closed but mine were wide open, my lips pared, my body completely frozen under his touch. He stopped after planting a kiss on the side of my lips. He looked at me, his piercing blue eyes into my brown ones. He smiled and started to lean towards my lips. I woke up and pushed him away.
“You are NOT going to steal my first kiss!” I said, aggravated
Niall started to laugh and I crossed my arms, hugging myself. I can’t believe I just told him I never had my first kiss. This is getting too personal and I’m not liking it one bit. Still laughing he made way towards the door and opened it, getting in. I just stood there, leaning against the car and hugging myself. He opened the door from the inside.
“Are you getting in or not? We aren’t over here!” I shivered
Where is he taking me? Please not his house, please not his house, please not his house! I actually thought about not getting into the car but I have no money to get a taxi and I would freeze before I got to my house. I got into the car, closing the door. As soon as I closed the door he started the car, driving away.
“You know…” He started “Soon enough you’ll be mine!”
“What makes you so sure?” I asked actually curious
“I don’t give up on things I want!” He smirked “That includes you!”
“I’m not a thing… Jerk!” I rolled my eyes
“Well, now we know I don’t give up on people I want neither!” He laughed
“I’m not giving you what you want so you can forget!” I spat
Niall just laughed before the silence dominated the inside of the car again. I looked at the view of the window. It was dark outside, meaning the stars are out! I looked up at the sky. It was a full moon night tonight and the moon was slightly bigger than the normal. It happens once in a while, I think ten in ten years, but I’m not sure. The stars besides the moon were sparkling,making me smile involuntarily. If you wonder why I’m such an incontrollable dreamer and I zone out sometimes, I can explain it to you in one simple word: Books!
They make your imagination work and you automatically dream. It’s the most amazing feeling in the world. And books are the living proof that humans can work magic, just grab a cup of coffee or tea, and a good book, I prefer the old ones but if you like the new ones than grab one of those. If you manage to concentrate in the words your brain will imagine stuff and it’s amazing let me tell you. And the thing about book is that you have your own little world where you can have more than one life, it’s perfect.
The car stopped. I had zoned out again but woke up when the car stopped. I looked down at the street, praying he hadn’t brought me to his house. He didn’t! I sighted in relief. I was leaned in the door when it open, making me be a inch away from falling but a hand grabbed my wrist, keeping me from doing it. He pulled me up and grabbed my hand. I had no idea why he was doing this but he just kept on going and going with no breaks to stop him because I didn’t knew how to make it stop! I just had some conscience breakthroughs and luckily they’re on the perfect timing.
“Up for a party?” He asked, raising an eyebrow
“Like I have a choice!” I sighed and he laughed
He pulled my hand towards the inside of the building, making me follow him. He got closer to the security guy. He was a bit… scary. He was huge, and when I say huge I mean tall and muscular. Niall said something to him but I was too distracted by the men figure to even notice what it was! As I told you, he was scary. He had huge sun glasses, ignoring the fact that it was night already and a closed expression. He moved himself from the front of the door to let us walk through. Niall slipped his hand to my shoulders again. I didn’t mind since I was rather scared with the environment inside. There was drunk people even passed out, making out sessions against the walls, sweaty body in the dance floor, moving according to the music.
“Calm down! It’s not like I’m gonna let anything happen to you!” I shivered with his lips against my ear.
Niall laughed, making all the club stop just to look at him. Soon enough some girls were around him and asking for autographs and pictures. For that he’d have to let go of me and the second he was moving his hand from my shoulder I grabbed his hand. I was so afraid… I rather have Nialls’ hand around my shoulder, protecting me than be all alone.
“Calm down love! I’ll be back in a second okay?” I nodded and he kissed my cheek
He let go of my hand and walked towards the inside of the newly circle to give the autographs. I might not know a lot about him, but I can tell this is his dream. He’s just smiling and giving autographs all happy and smiles. I stood there, some meters away from him and looking around the club.
While I scattered the place to absorb the details of the place I would be in for at least a couple of hours, I saw a familiar drunk figure approaching. He had brown hair and I could tell his brown eyes too. He was Jasper and he was really, really drunk. He slipped a hand around my shoulders and pressed me against him.
“Let go of me!” I pushed him behind
“Oh, c’mon Johanna! What’s wrong about having some fun?” He started to pull me again
“I don’t like you! And you’re drunk!” I pushed him away again
His expression turned angry and he grabbed my wrist, slipping one hand to my thigh. He made me put my legs around his waist and walked towards a wall, making my back hit it with strength. I was desperate. I couldn’t get lose cause he had too much strength. He started to run his hand up my thigh and caressed the inside of my thing. I knew he would listen if I called, the music might be loud but my cry is louder.
“NIALL!” Jasper hurried to cover my mouth so I couldn’t scream anymore
I was crying uncontrollably now. I had no idea if Niall had heard me or not, the only thing I knew is that I was terrified. I closed my eyes, trying to move away from him, pressing my body more against the wall to run away from him, but he pressed his more against mine. My crying was loud and the tears kept running down my face with no stop what so ever. I felt his body leave mine, making me fall on the ground.
“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?” I opened my eyes when I heard Niall.
I could feel my eyes sparkle and tremble when I looked at him. He was grabbing Jasper by the jackets collar. His face was red, he was completely mad.
“C’mon bro! We were just having some fun!” Jasper said, drunk.
The all club had stop to look at us, wanting to know what was going on
“Does it look like she was liking?!” Niall shouted
“What does it matter?” It was the last drop for Niall
He punched Jasper and I put my hands in front of my mouth with the shock. Jasper was now on the ground, Niall on top of him and punching. Jasper might be drunk but he didn’t lie still, he responded to Niall, what made me believe that he wasn’t completely drunk, he knew what he was doing. He turned Niall around and started punching him. Niall tried to cover his face to protect himself but Jasper didn’t allow that to happen for long.
“STOP! LEAVE HIM ALONE!” I pushed Jasper off of Niall and he fell on the ground.
I looked at Niall. He was lying on the ground, head resting on the ground, eyes closed, one hand covering his stomach. I kneeled next to him and shook him while squeaking.
“Niall! Niall wake up! NOW!” I cried “PLEASE! Make him wake up! Please, please!” I begged against his chest.
I might not be so fond of Niall in the beginning, but he had done everything to protect me. I was thankful for that, plus, the last thing I want to have witnessed is a murder.
“Niall… Please wake up! Please! I need you!” He opened his eyes slowly, moaning in pain “Jesus! You scared me!” I put one hand in my chest, in the heart place.
“Calm down love! I’m here now!” I nodded and helped him get up
“What the fuck? You’re with him now?” Jasper growled
“What’s your problem?” Niall growled too
“You’re with him?” He took a step forwards, towards me.
I turned around against Niall’s chest and buried myself in there, showing Jasper my back. I hugged Niall by the waist and he hugged me back, protecting me from any rage attacks Jasper might had.
“You’re parents aren’t going to like this Johanna!” I turned and got loose from Nialls’ arms.
“Don’t you dare bring up my parents!” I pushed him by the chest. I could tell he was surprised with my reaction “And they have nothing to do with this! Sure they wouldn’t like Niall at first but at least he didn’t try to rape me!” I slapped him and he took a hand to his cheek “You’re warned! When you see me don’t even speak! Keep your mouth shut!”
I turned my back to him but he grabbed my hair, pulling it. I groaned but before I could do anything for him to stop, Niall was already punching him. Jasper fell on the ground and Niall slipped one hand around my shoulders.
“LEAVE HER ALONE! OR I PROMISE I WILL KILL YOU!” He pointed at Jasper “Got it?” Jasper nodded
Niall made me walk out of the club and towards his car. I could tell he was seriously hurt, so hurt he couldn’t even drive. I searched for the keys in his jackets pocket and found them. I grabbed them and open the door so Niall could get in. I sat him in the seat and walked the other way till I get to the driver’s seat. I got in and closed the door, starting the car. I had no idea where his house was but I sure could not leave him like that and just… go!
I drove towards my house. I was breaking another rule: NO BOYS ALLOWED (except my dad course). I parked his car far away from my house so no one would see it and got out, taking Niall from his seat. He wrapped a hand around my shoulder and I walked with him towards my house.
“Wait a second! Isn’t there a rule that forbids this?” He said when he saw my house
“I’m breaking another one!” I snorted and he laughed “Shh! The neighbors will hear you!”
“Are you planning on sneaking me inside your house?” He looked at me, smiling and I blushed
“Oh, shut up!” I kept walking with him towards my house
When I got there I sat him on the front porch, picking up the house keys and opening the door with no noise what so ever. I could hear sounds from the living room so I quickly grabbed Niall. Now is going to be a quest to make my parents not seeing Niall. The living room door was opened so I had to make no noise what so ever to sneak him into my room.
I stepped into one step but it squeaked. I decided to make a run for it since I had no idea in how I was going to make it till my room without any more of those squeaking steps.
“Johanna? Is that you dear?” My mom spoke from downstairs.. I looked at Niall, seconds before I got into my bedroom, not knowing what to say
“Yes mom! I’m just going to change! I’ll be down in a few seconds!” Niall nodded, meaning I was doing good.
“Okay love! Hurry up though!”
“I will!” I said
I closed the door and sat Niall on the bed. Then I looked at his wounds better. He had his left eye black, his cheek was also bruised. His stomach might be also bruised since he moaned with the walking thing.
“Does it hurt?” I asked, being loving and caring
“Just a bit!” He smirked, showing his red teeth.
My lips parted and I ran to grab the glass with water on my bedside table. I gave it to him and he drank, making a bit of his blood stain the glass. I ran to the bathroom to get the cream and quickly returned. I sat next to him in the bed and started to run the cream around his eye and cheek. He smiled at me. I was completely terrified. How can he be smiling and be like this, all bruised.
“Why are you smiling? You could have got seriously injured!”
“I’ve been in worst fights than this!” I shivered
“You’re in fights now? Jesus! You need to calm down!” He laughed “Shh! My parents!”
“Johanna? Are you going to be long dear?” My dad asked
“No dad! Five more minutes!” I informed
“Okay love!” Niall smiled
“What?” I asked
“Is that my father-in-law?” I frowned
“I think Jason hit you harder than I was expecting! C’mon, under the covers!” He raised his eyebrows and I rolled my eyes “Hurry up, I need to get downstairs!”
“Sure love!”
I slipped him under my covers and opened my wardrobe. I grabbed some large sweatpants and a large sweater. Opened the door of the bathroom and got in. I was able to look at the mirror now. My eyes were grey, meaning… I don’t know. I quickly changed and pulled my hair in a high pony-tail. I got out of the bathroom and looked over at Niall. He was lying perfectly still under the covers so I turned off the light and got out, closing the door. I ran downstairs and walked into the living room. My parents and my sisters were all there.
“Hello guys!” I sat next to them in the couch
“Hi!” Maria said, holding on a curiosity tone
“It was good!” I answered the question all of them were thinking “We had dinner and then he brought me home!” I smiled
I was lying to my parents, another rule broken. I had broken 3 already in only two days, this isn’t good.
“What did you guys do?” I changed the subject
**
After twenty minutes of hearing my parents and sisters speaking about their afternoons I got up.
“I’m gonna sleep! We have school tomorrow and I need to rest a bit!” I smiled
“Sure thing honney! Good night!” My dad smiled
“Good night!”
I ran out of the living room and into my room. I closed the door behind me so no one would notice Niall was there. He should be asleep already. I walked towards the bed and held the covers up so I could get in. I covered myself and looked at Niall, resting my head in my pillow. His eyes were closed, his lips parted, one of his hand next to his face the other one I couldn’t see. I took a better look to his face. I can’t believe he’s like this because of me. I don’t even know why he did what he did, but I’m forever grateful to him.
I got closer, my hand caressed his good cheek with the back of my hand while looking at the other. I planted a soft kiss in his hurt eye and then made the way down to his cheek. I planted soft kissed all over it, feeling sad he’s like this because of me. I made the way till his jaw and kept kissing it till I got closer to his lips. They were parted just a little bit and he seemed like he was sleeping. His lip was swollen on top, maybe he got punched there too and I didn’t noticed. Hey, what’s the problem? He’s asleep, if he doesn’t corresponds it’s not my first kiss right?
I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on his bottom lip. I closed my eyes, slipping a leg around his body, making him turn up. I kept kissing the bottom lip. I had no idea why but I kept doing it. Suddenly, two hands grabbed my waists and his lips closed, closing up on mine. I opened my eyes to look at him and I saw him smile under my kiss. I pulled back
“I… I thought you were asleep!” I said, blushing
“It still counts!” He smiled
“No! No it doesn’t!” I crossed my arms
“Oh, shut up!” His hands made the way towards my head and press it down against his lips.
I uncrossed my arms and they slowly mad way till Nialls’ hair, squeezing into my fingers. A moaned from the bottom of my throat, making Niall laugh. I pulled back and blushed
“You’re a special thing aren’t you?” He asked
“I… I don’t know… Am I?” I looked up at him
“I think so! I mean, what 18 year old never had his or hers first kiss?” I blushed and whispered
“Well, I had it now!” Niall laughed low pitched and I blushed even more
“Well missy ‘I had my first kiss’, do you want to go to sleep?” He asked
“Sure! I have school tomorrow!” I warned him
“I’ll pick you up!” He said
“No! I have to pick up my sisters and I can’t let them know that I even know you!” I looked down
“Oh, okay then!” He kissed my cheek “I told you soon enough you would stop hating me didn’t I?” I blushed again
“Yes, yes you did!” He smiled
“Well, you do not hate me anymore for all I can see!” I giggled
“No! I don’t hate you anymore! You saved me!” I hugged him, joining my head in his chest
“I’ll always be there to protect you!” I smiled
“Promise?”
“Promise!” I looked up and he leaned down, pressing his lips against mine in a ‘good night’ way.
I got away from him and lied on my side of the bed. I turned around, only putting the sheet up to my waist and looked at the window. Jesus… I just had my first kiss and it was with… Niall Horan, punk Niall Horan! I closed my eyes and giggled. Soon enough I felt a hand wrapping around my body, pulling me towards him. I giggled again.
“Good night Little Princess!” He whispered in my ear and kissed my cheek
“Good night Niall!” I smiled and fell asleep instantly

Notes

Sorry I made you wait so long! But I hope the lenght makes it up for me :))