Another World. A love story. 7.A Chapter by SuicidePact.
“So, what do you like to do for fun?” I asked Niall on the walk towards my car.
“Listen to music, hang out with my mates, talk to pretty women, you?” He had this amazing smile that made my knees weaken at the sight of it, I wanted him to smile at me forever, I wanted to feel that warmth wash over my body forever.
“Oh I like to read, write poetry, things like that, I live a pretty boring life actually. The robbery is enough excitement to last me another year or two” That made him laugh, I thought that his smile was amazing, it was nothing compared to his laugh I tell you!
His Irish accent made everything he said sound really adorable, incredibly so and I could hardly control myself.
“That doesn’t sound too boring to me.”
What he did next really made my heart race.
He held onto my free hand, and didn’t let go until we arrived at my car.
“Nice set of wheels” he complimented my car, before climbing into the passenger seat.
“Thanks, Daddy bought it in France for my 18th birthday last year.” I said as I turned the key, the familiar hum of my car turning on, filled my ears as I clicked my seatbelt on.
“You know my friend Zayn would love this car, too bad he’s on a cruise to Australia at the moment. Maybe when he gets back you can come over and show him? Stay for tea” he drifted off and looked at me, I could feel a blush spread across my pale face. Because, hey! This cute guy had just told me he wanted to see me again! I was so happy at that moment.
“That sounds great.” I told him honestly, he told me his address, turns out he only lives a couple of blocks away from me, which made this even better.
When we pulled up outside his place, I knew I would be sad to see him go. So I got out of the car and walked him to the door, like a gentle woman (haha)
“So when am I going to see you again?” Niall asked when we reached his door.
“Whenever you’d like” I gave him my sweetest smile, to cover up my blushing red cheeks.
“Gimme your phone, I’m program my digits into it.” So we switched phones, and programmed our contact details in.
A brown haired boy comes to the door, and opens it from the inside, he was also extremely nice to look at, I wonder if all Niall’s friends are this good looking! I may never want to leave if he ever invited me over.
“Uh Liam, this is Taylah, we met at the bank.” Niall explains about the robbery, Liam looks shocked.
“That wouldn’t of been fun, I’m sorry that happened to you.” He said directly at me before continuing. “Would you like to come in? Call your folks to let them know?” he looked genuinely concerned for me, which I found very flattering.
“Oh if that’s alright with Niall, I am sure he is dying to get rid of me by now” I joke, shooting a quick look over at my new Irish friend.
“Cheeky one, you are Taylah, Liam’s right, come inside.” He placed his hand on my back, and leads me inside.
Their house is amazing, surprisingly neat for a house owned by young men, suddenly something peculiar just came to my mind, when I spotted a striped jacket lying on the back of the sofa bed.
“Is that your jacket?” I asked Niall.
“No that’s Louis’” he told me without blinking, and we sit down on adjacent chairs.
A mini freak out occurs inside my head.
I’m standing in One Direction’s living room, with 2/5th’s of the band.
“Does he live here too?”
“No, he and Harry have their own place not too far from here”
Liam returns from the kitchen holding the house phone.
“Here you go, you can take it into the hallway if you’d like.”
I get off of the chair I was sitting on
My brother Marc answers the home phone.
“Ello?” he asks, obviously not recognising the number.
“Marc, it’s me. Taylah. Listen I have something to tell you”
“Spill Taylah, I’m really busy”
“Well today when I was at the bank, there was a robbery happen right in front of my eyes, two men came in and they had guns, nobody was hurt but It was still pretty frightening.”
“Where are you now?” he demanded.
“I’m at my friend Niall’s house, he was there with me when it happened” I deliberately left out the part that involved the bank robbery was where we met. Marc has trust issues when it came to men and his little sister.
“Alright, text me when you’re leaving there”
“Alright I will.”
“Je T’aime Tay”
“Je T’aime” and he hung up.
I walked back to the living room, when I overheard the boys talking.
“So, does she know who we are?” Liam asked
“I can’t figure that out, you’d think she would have said something by now, especially with you being here and everything.”
“Yeah, I guess you are right, but you ought to tell her sooner or later, if you plan on seeing her again.”
That’s when I walked in.
“Hey what did I miss?” I asked them cautiously
“Niall has something to say.” Liam dobbed him in, Niall gave him a look, but Liam just laughs at him, and leans back in his chair.
“So, Taylah, have you heard about One Direction?”
“Your band? Yeah I have actually.” I answered him with a cheeky grin.
“Oh yeah by the way Liam, Taylah knows who I am.”
“It only just clicked when i noticed that Jacket of Louis’, It looked so familiar. I remember wanting it the first time I saw it in a magazine, it was an article on you guys.”
“Lou will be pleased that you liked his clothes” Liam told me.
“I’m sure he will be” I flashed my biggest smile at the pair, I still couldn’t believe I was in the presence of these two guys, I know there’s millions of girls who would kill to be in my position, which made me kind of happy.
“So how long have you lived in England?” Liam asked me, when I sat down next to him.
“Since I was eleven, my accent won’t fade though! I’ve tried getting rid of it. Sometimes I just wish I sounded like everyone else ya know.”
“I like your accent.” Niall told me, when I looked him in the eye he suddenly went shy, and turned his head. I should be the shy one here!
I left soon after that, the goodbyes were awkward, I gave Niall a massive hug, but when it came to saying goodbye to Liam I didn’t know what to do, I knew he was a hugger, but I never thought he would hug me!
Liam is a really good hugger too.
But in saying that, nothing could beat Niall’s hug, it was warm and welcoming, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world, his gentle arms wrapped around my body, it felt strangely familiar to me. I’m hoping I might be able to have another one of these before too long, fingers crossed anyway.
© 2012 SuicidePact.
Added on May 9, 2012
Last Updated on May 9, 2012
Another World. A love story. (Fan Fiction)
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