Kiss Me
The Results
(Nevaeh’s POV)
“…Happy birthday dear Nevaeh, happy birthday to you!” the boys sang out. “Thank you all, you didn’t have to do this for me.” I said as I stared at my huge birthday cake. “We really wanted cake and we figured since it’s your birthday it’d be a good excuse to go and buy one. We’re just selfish, really.” Niall replied. “Charming.” I laughed.
It was the best birthday I could have ever asked for; I was with my 4 best friends and my boyfriend. Nothing could go wrong.
“Nevaeh?” Harry whispered into my ear and made me snap back to reality. “Yeah?” I answered. “Come with me for a second, I have something for you.” He whispered again. I got up from the table, followed him out of my room and into his. We both sat down on his bed and he turned to me. “Now, I know it’s really early so please don’t freak out, but I saw this and thought that you’d love it.” he said as he pulled out a ring box from his pocket. He opened the box to reveal an absolutely gorgeous ring. I didn’t know what to say, or what to do; I didn’t know what it meant either but I was in complete shock and felt very confused. Harry grabbed my hand and placed the ring on my finger “Will you make a promise to me?” he asked. “That depends.” I said, nervously. “Do you promise that you’ll remain faithful to me and maybe someday, if we’re still together and much older than we are now, marry me?” I looked him in the eyes and could see that he was just as nervous as I was. “So…this is a promise ring, correct?” I asked because I wanted to make sure I wasn’t promising to get married to someone I only met 2 months ago. “Oh, that’s why you’re so quiet. Yes, it’s a promise ring. If you make that promise to me, then I promise that I will do the same and never hurt you. I’ll keep you safe and love you unconditionally.” He said. “Of course I can make that promise to you.” I grabbed his face and kissed him.
(This is the ring: http://ringoblog.com/ring-by-type/diamond-rings/14-carat-sapphire-and-diamond-14k-white-gold-heart-ring/ )
(Liam’s POV)
Nevaeh and Harry came back into the room and I knew something was going on between the two of them. My heart dropped to the floor when I looked at the sparkling ring on her ring finger. “Nevaeh, can I speak to you for a second?” I asked her. “Sure.” She followed me into the other room. “What are you doing?!” I questioned. “What do you mean?” she replied. “What do I mean? Look at your finger! Do you even know this guy? Vae, he’s going to hurt you, you’re 17 and you’re already engaged to him?! How long have you known him, a month?! You’ve done some stupid shit over the years, but this tops it, by far.” I’ll admit, I over reacted, but I had every right to. Simon trusted me to keep Nevaeh in line and that’s exactly what I was going to do. “Liam, you need to calm down. We started dating a month or so ago but it was kept under wraps because I didn’t want to hurt you, and for your information it’s a promise ring, not an engagement ring. Where’s the supportive Liam that I once knew?” She raised her voice back at me. “Nevaeh are you THAT stupid?! You don’t know this kid at all, and I refuse to calm down because all of your decisions that I supported in the past led you to a self-destructing lifestyle. Don’t you dare talk to me about lack of support.” I yelled. “What happened to you, Liam? I thought you were my best friend. Don’t talk to me, don’t call me, don’t even look at me ever again.” Her eyes were full of tears as she stormed out of the room. My heart broke as I heard her slam the door.
I cooled off for a little bit and when I went back to where the guys were, I was surprised to see Harry there too. “Did Nevaeh tell you where she went?” I asked. “Yes, but I don’t think she wants to see you anytime soon.” Harry said. That made me so furious, I could’ve killed him but I kept my cool. “Alright, so that’s that then.” I sat down at the table they were sitting at. “You know, you took it way too far. It’s Nevaeh’s birthday and the last thing you should’ve done was said those things because she probably won’t forgive you for awhile, now.” Harry said. “Oh yeah? You think you know her Mr. Hot Shot? 3 years of being her friend and some bloke she met a month ago claims to know her whole story. Well you’re wrong; you don’t know her like I do. She’ll call me up tomorrow, just you watch.” I said. There was an awkward silence in the room and I could tell the rest of the group felt out of place. “I think I’m going to go back to my room. Harry, do you want to come with?” Louis asked. “Sure, why not.” He said. “Zayn and I are going to sneak some beers and go back to my room if you lads want to join later.” Niall chimed in. “I’m staying here.” I said, as I got up from the table and went to my room. I wish I could talk to Nevaeh and apologize for everything that I said; I felt so bad for treating her so horribly.
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(Nevaeh’s POV)
A month or so went by and I wasn’t able bring myself to forgive Liam for all that he had said. I did my best to avoid him, but it got harder and harder each time. X-Factor was coming to an end in the next two weeks; 3 contestants were left, One Direction, Matt Cardle and Rebecca Ferguson. I was so proud of them all, they were so talented and all of them deserved to win. I couldn’t find an outfit to wear for the show, so I had the maid help me again. After I got my outfit on, I walked over to the TV and turned it on to pass some time before all the chaos was going to take place. “Nevaeh Beaumont, engaged or just another shopping spree? We spotted her walking through London’s streets flashing a beautiful Diamond and Sapphire heart shaped r-“ I turned it off before the host could finish. “That’s bullshit. I’m not engaged and they should know that; I’m way too young” I huffed under my breath. As I replayed what the woman had said in my head again I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. “Hey, there.” Harry said; his warm breath tickled my neck. “Hi.” I giggled and turned around. We began to kiss and I realized that it was getting close to show time. “You ready to go?” I asked. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” He kissed me again.
As we made our way to the stadium, we met up with the boys. Zayn had a new girl on his arm as well as Liam and Louis. I felt bad that Niall was alone, but he seemed content so I was glad he was okay with it. “Who are these lovely ladies?” I asked. “This is Perrie, Eleanor and Danielle.” Zayn pointed to each of the girls. “I remember you, Perrie. It’s nice to see you again and it’s a pleasure to meet you girls.” I hugged them all.
Liam didn’t look at me or acknowledge me so I decided to talk to him privately. “Why are you treating me like this? You shouldn't be ignoring me, it should be the other way around, and I haven’t gotten into any trouble, have I?” I asked him. “No, I just thought that you hated me. I’m really sorry about all of the things I said. I was jealous and upset that Harry gets to have you all to himself and I wasn’t able to. Everything’s fine now that I’ve met Danielle; you’d really like her, she’s a wonderful girl.” He said. “I forgive you, you know I can't stay mad at you any longer than this. She seems lovely and I’m beyond happy for you. We should all go on a double date.” I suggested. “Or a quadruple date.” He laughed.
Today was result day and I was more nervous than I had ever been in my life; it felt like the hour long show took 5 years to finish. As all of the contestants came on stage, I crossed my fingers under the table because I really wanted the boys in the final 2. As Dermot announced the first contestant to make it through (Matt), my heart pounded out of my chest. It was Rebecca or One Direction that would make it through. "And the second to make it into the final 2 is..." there was a long pause as the audience was screaming out who they wanted to make it. "Rebecca Ferguson!" the audience cheered. The boys were very upset, but they congratulated Rebecca. I was so upset for them, even Simon felt awful about them not making it to the finals. Even though they probably didn't want to be around anyone, I wanted to make tonight special for them all so I texted everyone in my contacts list about a celebration in my room. As the camera's started to roll again, the boys were asked what they were going to do next.
"We're definitely going to stay together. This isn't the last of One Direction." Zayn stated, and he was right. It wasn't the last of them for sure.
“…Happy birthday dear Nevaeh, happy birthday to you!” the boys sang out. “Thank you all, you didn’t have to do this for me.” I said as I stared at my huge birthday cake. “We really wanted cake and we figured since it’s your birthday it’d be a good excuse to go and buy one. We’re just selfish, really.” Niall replied. “Charming.” I laughed.
It was the best birthday I could have ever asked for; I was with my 4 best friends and my boyfriend. Nothing could go wrong.
“Nevaeh?” Harry whispered into my ear and made me snap back to reality. “Yeah?” I answered. “Come with me for a second, I have something for you.” He whispered again. I got up from the table, followed him out of my room and into his. We both sat down on his bed and he turned to me. “Now, I know it’s really early so please don’t freak out, but I saw this and thought that you’d love it.” he said as he pulled out a ring box from his pocket. He opened the box to reveal an absolutely gorgeous ring. I didn’t know what to say, or what to do; I didn’t know what it meant either but I was in complete shock and felt very confused. Harry grabbed my hand and placed the ring on my finger “Will you make a promise to me?” he asked. “That depends.” I said, nervously. “Do you promise that you’ll remain faithful to me and maybe someday, if we’re still together and much older than we are now, marry me?” I looked him in the eyes and could see that he was just as nervous as I was. “So…this is a promise ring, correct?” I asked because I wanted to make sure I wasn’t promising to get married to someone I only met 2 months ago. “Oh, that’s why you’re so quiet. Yes, it’s a promise ring. If you make that promise to me, then I promise that I will do the same and never hurt you. I’ll keep you safe and love you unconditionally.” He said. “Of course I can make that promise to you.” I grabbed his face and kissed him.
(This is the ring: http://ringoblog.com/ring-by-type/diamond-rings/14-carat-sapphire-and-diamond-14k-white-gold-heart-ring/ )
(Liam’s POV)
Nevaeh and Harry came back into the room and I knew something was going on between the two of them. My heart dropped to the floor when I looked at the sparkling ring on her ring finger. “Nevaeh, can I speak to you for a second?” I asked her. “Sure.” She followed me into the other room. “What are you doing?!” I questioned. “What do you mean?” she replied. “What do I mean? Look at your finger! Do you even know this guy? Vae, he’s going to hurt you, you’re 17 and you’re already engaged to him?! How long have you known him, a month?! You’ve done some stupid shit over the years, but this tops it, by far.” I’ll admit, I over reacted, but I had every right to. Simon trusted me to keep Nevaeh in line and that’s exactly what I was going to do. “Liam, you need to calm down. We started dating a month or so ago but it was kept under wraps because I didn’t want to hurt you, and for your information it’s a promise ring, not an engagement ring. Where’s the supportive Liam that I once knew?” She raised her voice back at me. “Nevaeh are you THAT stupid?! You don’t know this kid at all, and I refuse to calm down because all of your decisions that I supported in the past led you to a self-destructing lifestyle. Don’t you dare talk to me about lack of support.” I yelled. “What happened to you, Liam? I thought you were my best friend. Don’t talk to me, don’t call me, don’t even look at me ever again.” Her eyes were full of tears as she stormed out of the room. My heart broke as I heard her slam the door.
I cooled off for a little bit and when I went back to where the guys were, I was surprised to see Harry there too. “Did Nevaeh tell you where she went?” I asked. “Yes, but I don’t think she wants to see you anytime soon.” Harry said. That made me so furious, I could’ve killed him but I kept my cool. “Alright, so that’s that then.” I sat down at the table they were sitting at. “You know, you took it way too far. It’s Nevaeh’s birthday and the last thing you should’ve done was said those things because she probably won’t forgive you for awhile, now.” Harry said. “Oh yeah? You think you know her Mr. Hot Shot? 3 years of being her friend and some bloke she met a month ago claims to know her whole story. Well you’re wrong; you don’t know her like I do. She’ll call me up tomorrow, just you watch.” I said. There was an awkward silence in the room and I could tell the rest of the group felt out of place. “I think I’m going to go back to my room. Harry, do you want to come with?” Louis asked. “Sure, why not.” He said. “Zayn and I are going to sneak some beers and go back to my room if you lads want to join later.” Niall chimed in. “I’m staying here.” I said, as I got up from the table and went to my room. I wish I could talk to Nevaeh and apologize for everything that I said; I felt so bad for treating her so horribly.
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(Nevaeh’s POV)
A month or so went by and I wasn’t able bring myself to forgive Liam for all that he had said. I did my best to avoid him, but it got harder and harder each time. X-Factor was coming to an end in the next two weeks; 3 contestants were left, One Direction, Matt Cardle and Rebecca Ferguson. I was so proud of them all, they were so talented and all of them deserved to win. I couldn’t find an outfit to wear for the show, so I had the maid help me again. After I got my outfit on, I walked over to the TV and turned it on to pass some time before all the chaos was going to take place. “Nevaeh Beaumont, engaged or just another shopping spree? We spotted her walking through London’s streets flashing a beautiful Diamond and Sapphire heart shaped r-“ I turned it off before the host could finish. “That’s bullshit. I’m not engaged and they should know that; I’m way too young” I huffed under my breath. As I replayed what the woman had said in my head again I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. “Hey, there.” Harry said; his warm breath tickled my neck. “Hi.” I giggled and turned around. We began to kiss and I realized that it was getting close to show time. “You ready to go?” I asked. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” He kissed me again.
As we made our way to the stadium, we met up with the boys. Zayn had a new girl on his arm as well as Liam and Louis. I felt bad that Niall was alone, but he seemed content so I was glad he was okay with it. “Who are these lovely ladies?” I asked. “This is Perrie, Eleanor and Danielle.” Zayn pointed to each of the girls. “I remember you, Perrie. It’s nice to see you again and it’s a pleasure to meet you girls.” I hugged them all.
Liam didn’t look at me or acknowledge me so I decided to talk to him privately. “Why are you treating me like this? You shouldn't be ignoring me, it should be the other way around, and I haven’t gotten into any trouble, have I?” I asked him. “No, I just thought that you hated me. I’m really sorry about all of the things I said. I was jealous and upset that Harry gets to have you all to himself and I wasn’t able to. Everything’s fine now that I’ve met Danielle; you’d really like her, she’s a wonderful girl.” He said. “I forgive you, you know I can't stay mad at you any longer than this. She seems lovely and I’m beyond happy for you. We should all go on a double date.” I suggested. “Or a quadruple date.” He laughed.
Today was result day and I was more nervous than I had ever been in my life; it felt like the hour long show took 5 years to finish. As all of the contestants came on stage, I crossed my fingers under the table because I really wanted the boys in the final 2. As Dermot announced the first contestant to make it through (Matt), my heart pounded out of my chest. It was Rebecca or One Direction that would make it through. "And the second to make it into the final 2 is..." there was a long pause as the audience was screaming out who they wanted to make it. "Rebecca Ferguson!" the audience cheered. The boys were very upset, but they congratulated Rebecca. I was so upset for them, even Simon felt awful about them not making it to the finals. Even though they probably didn't want to be around anyone, I wanted to make tonight special for them all so I texted everyone in my contacts list about a celebration in my room. As the camera's started to roll again, the boys were asked what they were going to do next.
"We're definitely going to stay together. This isn't the last of One Direction." Zayn stated, and he was right. It wasn't the last of them for sure.
Notes
Hi, I can't believe it's been so long since the last update. Forgive me? I'll try my best to post a chapter every day from now on! Thank you guys. x
2/17/13