"Hey Jazmina." Niall alisema through the phone.
"Hey. How are you?" I responded.
"Good. Hey, uh, I was wondering. Where wewe 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 wewe 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 inayofuata 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 upendo life before."
"So... no one has ever held your hand au kissed wewe 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 wewe 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 wewe 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 imba Harry." Louis shook his head. "He means that wewe have never had anyone care about wewe that made wewe 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 wewe like me." There was pure silence. I raised an eyebrow as Niall looked at me. "Well?" He put his hands in the air. "Okay. wewe got me." I closed my eyes. "You know nothing about me. How can wewe like me?" Niall chuckled. "Jazmine, wewe are getting on my case about liking wewe and not knowing anything about wewe when wewe feel the same about me."
I opened my mouth to object but he held up his hand. "I have seen girls like you. wewe fall for looks first. Then personality. Hell, that's probably why wewe never had a upendo life. wewe fell for jerks." My eyes widen as he continues. "You are scared to upendo anyone. wewe don't want your moyo in a million pieces. wewe want someone who won't hurt you. And wewe wonder if that could be me."
I stare at him. So he did know me. "Maybe." I say. He comes over and stands inayofuata to me. "So..." he whispered. "Would wewe mind if I gave wewe your first kiss?" I blush. Inside, I was terrified. Outside, calm and composed. "I think it would be perfect if wewe 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 kwa 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 wewe 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 wewe 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 inayofuata 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 upendo life before."
"So... no one has ever held your hand au kissed wewe 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 wewe 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 wewe 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 imba Harry." Louis shook his head. "He means that wewe have never had anyone care about wewe that made wewe 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 wewe like me." There was pure silence. I raised an eyebrow as Niall looked at me. "Well?" He put his hands in the air. "Okay. wewe got me." I closed my eyes. "You know nothing about me. How can wewe like me?" Niall chuckled. "Jazmine, wewe are getting on my case about liking wewe and not knowing anything about wewe when wewe feel the same about me."
I opened my mouth to object but he held up his hand. "I have seen girls like you. wewe fall for looks first. Then personality. Hell, that's probably why wewe never had a upendo life. wewe fell for jerks." My eyes widen as he continues. "You are scared to upendo anyone. wewe don't want your moyo in a million pieces. wewe want someone who won't hurt you. And wewe wonder if that could be me."
I stare at him. So he did know me. "Maybe." I say. He comes over and stands inayofuata to me. "So..." he whispered. "Would wewe mind if I gave wewe your first kiss?" I blush. Inside, I was terrified. Outside, calm and composed. "I think it would be perfect if wewe 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 kwa him. "If you're lucky." I went up to my guestroom and closed the door. Maybe he is the one.