Dear Niall
I Wanna Make You Feel Wanted
Chapter 4
"What do you want." I said, with tears straining down my eyes, and a little irritatedly.
"Hey its Niall." Said the sweet irish accent," Why you crying?"
"Just mad." I said trying to hold back tears.
"Hey meet me at the pond." He said hanging up.
I quickly put on my jacket and yelled to mom, "im headed to the pond."
"Dinners at 6:30," she said.
I grabbed my bike and peddled quickly down the dirt road. My stomach had mixed emotions, like butterflies. Floating in mid air not knowing if they'll fly or fall. I saw his smily face stare at me. I quickly got off my bike and ran toward him. He held my in tight. His mouth on my head and his breath felt warm. His arms around my waist. I never wanted to leave. He was home. He mattered.
After a few minutes in his grip we went to the bench and sat.
"Thanks." I said.
"For what?" He asked.
"Saving me." I said and i laid my hand on his leg.
"Dont worry im always here." He said.
I kinda felt new.
"You know i have this friend," he said,"and i want to do something for this friend, something sweet and simple."
"Ummm she might just like a picnic or a drive," i said, "im assuming she loves drives."
"Okay." He said.
"Lets take a drive," he smiled, "here."
He handed me a necklace. It had a heart that said love never fails.
"Wow." I said.
He grabbed it from my hands and put it around my neck as i pulled my hair out.
Then he nudged me in the arm, and of course i nudged back.
"Come at me bro." I said.
Then he grabbed my hand into his. Little things like this made me smile. Romantic gestures were the best thing to a girl. Like gold.
I went to the passengers side as he opened the door for me. He helped me in and made sure i had a seatbelt on. His truck was a old ford that was a blue, with scraps.
"Wasn't this your dads?" I said.
"Yep remember when you puked red kool aid on his chairs." He said.
"Ya and then we called it the ketchup truck." I said, remembering the good times.
We went out in the country and drove. I rolled down my window and breathed in mewly grown crops. Then he turned on the radio.
"Oh i love this song," i said as "She will be loved" by Maroon 5 played on the radio. I began the sing along:
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times
But somehow I want more
At the chorus, Niall began to sing way off key. I couldn't help but laugh.
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pourin' rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved, and she will be loved
At about 6:00 he dropped me back off at my house. "Hey tell everybody hi for me."
"I will," i said smiling.
"Hey what would you do jf i kissed you." He smiled.
"I would put all i got into it." I said.
He pulled me in as our lips touched.
I pulled back and smiled at him.
"Love you." He said.
I finally was wanted by Niall Horan.
"What do you want." I said, with tears straining down my eyes, and a little irritatedly.
"Hey its Niall." Said the sweet irish accent," Why you crying?"
"Just mad." I said trying to hold back tears.
"Hey meet me at the pond." He said hanging up.
I quickly put on my jacket and yelled to mom, "im headed to the pond."
"Dinners at 6:30," she said.
I grabbed my bike and peddled quickly down the dirt road. My stomach had mixed emotions, like butterflies. Floating in mid air not knowing if they'll fly or fall. I saw his smily face stare at me. I quickly got off my bike and ran toward him. He held my in tight. His mouth on my head and his breath felt warm. His arms around my waist. I never wanted to leave. He was home. He mattered.
After a few minutes in his grip we went to the bench and sat.
"Thanks." I said.
"For what?" He asked.
"Saving me." I said and i laid my hand on his leg.
"Dont worry im always here." He said.
I kinda felt new.
"You know i have this friend," he said,"and i want to do something for this friend, something sweet and simple."
"Ummm she might just like a picnic or a drive," i said, "im assuming she loves drives."
"Okay." He said.
"Lets take a drive," he smiled, "here."
He handed me a necklace. It had a heart that said love never fails.
"Wow." I said.
He grabbed it from my hands and put it around my neck as i pulled my hair out.
Then he nudged me in the arm, and of course i nudged back.
"Come at me bro." I said.
Then he grabbed my hand into his. Little things like this made me smile. Romantic gestures were the best thing to a girl. Like gold.
I went to the passengers side as he opened the door for me. He helped me in and made sure i had a seatbelt on. His truck was a old ford that was a blue, with scraps.
"Wasn't this your dads?" I said.
"Yep remember when you puked red kool aid on his chairs." He said.
"Ya and then we called it the ketchup truck." I said, remembering the good times.
We went out in the country and drove. I rolled down my window and breathed in mewly grown crops. Then he turned on the radio.
"Oh i love this song," i said as "She will be loved" by Maroon 5 played on the radio. I began the sing along:
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times
But somehow I want more
At the chorus, Niall began to sing way off key. I couldn't help but laugh.
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pourin' rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved, and she will be loved
At about 6:00 he dropped me back off at my house. "Hey tell everybody hi for me."
"I will," i said smiling.
"Hey what would you do jf i kissed you." He smiled.
"I would put all i got into it." I said.
He pulled me in as our lips touched.
I pulled back and smiled at him.
"Love you." He said.
I finally was wanted by Niall Horan.
Wow this was amazayn I can't wait to read the other storie!!!!!
8/20/14