Unrequited Love
10
*Tomorrow*
Alessa’s POV
Niall and I were both sitting down in a sliver cold bench, patiently waiting for our first class bell to ring. No one comes earlier to school except us, and these 4 other people that’s always here when Niall and I are here. We both have a habit on coming school earlier. We always come thirty minutes before school starts, and just find our usual place to sit, the silver bench.
Cold winds hit face and it gave me shivers. I was shaking abnormally, my teeth clustering and legs shaking like no tomorrow. My hands were like frozen for a minute. I never thought that it would be so cold this morning and I didn’t even bring my school jumper, on top of that, I was wearing a skirt. I looked down at my legs, goose bumps formed bigger. I felt really, really cold. I looked at Niall, while he was busy looking at birds, which were singing and he, cracking a smile on his lips. I went closer to him, and then pressed his chest in mines, feeling his heartbeat. I wrapped my arms around his back, pulling him even closer and leaning my head on his chest.
“N- Niall, I’m cold” I stuttered, oh my god, I can’t even talk properly because of this freezing cold weather. I looked at his ocean blue eyes, then realizing how beautiful he is. I had my eyes glued at his eyes, slowing looking at his flawless face features, then making my way down, looking at lips.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” He questioned. It took me minutes trying to understand what he said. Finally I realised, I was looking at him, like I’ve seen him for the first time. He had a confused look in his face, trying to get an answer from me, yet I was still busy looking at his features. I felt like…. I felt like, I don’t know, feeling something for him.
“I-“
“Shh” he cut me off, before I could even say another word. He placed his warm hands around my waist, which he didn’t have before, with a rapid movement, holding me tight. His hands moved up, to my back hovering me into his chest. My heart starts to wring and I can’t stop it. What is this guy doing to make me feel like this?
“What are you doing?”
“You know how you said you’re cold, well, I’m trying to make you feel warm” He pulled a big smile. His voice vibrated, and I could feel my heart warm and high in my chest and all tingly. His words gave me the chills and I couldn’t stop thinking why. Suddenly, his lips appeared my forehead, leaving a soft, warm kiss, making me breathless. He hugged me tightly, and I could feel almost dizzy.. I can’t remember anyone hugging me like that before. I don’t know, in his arms… I felt almost safe.
His forehead was pressed in mines, me having no other choice, but looking at him in the eyes. I’m pretty sure he was enjoying his view, so close up with me as his eyes sparkled. We both didn’t say a single word to each other, as our eyes were frozen into each other’s. He slowly broke his eye contact with me, and then looking at my lips...
His hands went behind my neck, pulling my head closer and that when I knew what he’s trying to do. He leaned down a little bit, till our face was in kissing distance.
“St-“ I tried to speak, until his soft lips strike into my lips, leaving me hopeless. He tried to enter his tongue into my mouth, but I refused to let him in. I didn’t even kiss back.
“Stop” I backed off, pushing him side. I really wanted to kiss him I couldn’t. My mouth was hungry for his but I couldn’t. My lips was the weakest place in my body, and with a touch of it, I could fall. It has a deep connection my heart and instead of becoming happy, I felt angry.
“I- I’m sorry” He placed in his on faced. I grabbed his hands from my face and got a hold of it. I entwined my hand into his leaned to hug him.
Niall’s POV
I pressed my forehead into hers, with her, looking back in my eyes. I loved being in the moment with her right now, I’ve waited for this to happen for ages. I felt so relieved because it finally happened. My hands went from my back to her neck, pulling her closer, wanting to kiss her.
“St-“
I cut her off, as I didn’t let her finish what she’s saying and pressed my lips against hers. I tried to go even closer, asking for her tongue, but she refused to. She was just there, frozen without even doing anything. She didn’t even kiss back, yet I’m stupid enough to ask for her tongue. Fucking hypocrite. I tried to move into more distance until she spoke saying,
“Stop,” She pushed me aside, as she moved further away.
“What kind of idiot would do that? Niall, you’re so stupid” A voice in my head kept repeating the exact same words all over again.
“I- I’m sorry” I stuttered, feeling stupid more than ever. Out of nowhere, I don’t even know, I placed my face into hers until she pushed it away. I thought she would actually slap it away, but she got my hands and entwined in hers. She hugged me saying,
“Just please… Just please, don’t ever try to kiss me again”
I felt hurt and god knows what else I felt after she said, with a smile. I mean, am I really bad, or she just doesn’t want to? What if she still thinks about Harry? I began to a panic, overthinking about it. I feel so rejected and devastated, but I didn’t appear to show or care, even though I did.
-
Alessa’s POV
Niall and I were in English class, with some other students, even Harry, quietly writing down notes from the white board the teacher has written. The door knocked, as the teacher allowed them in. I saw a tiny glimpse of the girl’s hand as the door was already half opened, as she made her full appearance. Isabelle. She was looking like so owned the place and every single guy in our class was looking at her. Apparently they think that she’s the ‘definition of beauty’. Eh, I’d probably remove her whole beauty with my wet tissue. She kept playing with her long, brown extension hair. She still has the same habit. Argh, how fake can she get?
Isabelle and her bitches walked inside the room, making every feel distracted because of their squeaky voice.
“Class, listen up” The teacher pointed at Isabelle so the whole class attention gets to her.
“Year 12 prom is coming up and if anyone is interested to come, you can get the note from me” Her squeaky voice squealed at the end, as everyone forced to leave their seat and head to her.
“Are you going?” Niall asked.
“Yee yee! Why not?” I playfully punched his arm, getting of my seat to head to where Isabelle is. I walked over her, as Harry pushed my shoulder pretending it’s not him and walked past me.
“Hey baby” Harry went over her and kissed her on the lips. I can’t take it anymore. I got the paper from one of Isabelle’s magnet dolls and went back to my seat. I sat down on my chair, with Niall aside me, as I turned my chair, facing him.
Alessa’s POV
Niall and I were both sitting down in a sliver cold bench, patiently waiting for our first class bell to ring. No one comes earlier to school except us, and these 4 other people that’s always here when Niall and I are here. We both have a habit on coming school earlier. We always come thirty minutes before school starts, and just find our usual place to sit, the silver bench.
Cold winds hit face and it gave me shivers. I was shaking abnormally, my teeth clustering and legs shaking like no tomorrow. My hands were like frozen for a minute. I never thought that it would be so cold this morning and I didn’t even bring my school jumper, on top of that, I was wearing a skirt. I looked down at my legs, goose bumps formed bigger. I felt really, really cold. I looked at Niall, while he was busy looking at birds, which were singing and he, cracking a smile on his lips. I went closer to him, and then pressed his chest in mines, feeling his heartbeat. I wrapped my arms around his back, pulling him even closer and leaning my head on his chest.
“N- Niall, I’m cold” I stuttered, oh my god, I can’t even talk properly because of this freezing cold weather. I looked at his ocean blue eyes, then realizing how beautiful he is. I had my eyes glued at his eyes, slowing looking at his flawless face features, then making my way down, looking at lips.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” He questioned. It took me minutes trying to understand what he said. Finally I realised, I was looking at him, like I’ve seen him for the first time. He had a confused look in his face, trying to get an answer from me, yet I was still busy looking at his features. I felt like…. I felt like, I don’t know, feeling something for him.
“I-“
“Shh” he cut me off, before I could even say another word. He placed his warm hands around my waist, which he didn’t have before, with a rapid movement, holding me tight. His hands moved up, to my back hovering me into his chest. My heart starts to wring and I can’t stop it. What is this guy doing to make me feel like this?
“What are you doing?”
“You know how you said you’re cold, well, I’m trying to make you feel warm” He pulled a big smile. His voice vibrated, and I could feel my heart warm and high in my chest and all tingly. His words gave me the chills and I couldn’t stop thinking why. Suddenly, his lips appeared my forehead, leaving a soft, warm kiss, making me breathless. He hugged me tightly, and I could feel almost dizzy.. I can’t remember anyone hugging me like that before. I don’t know, in his arms… I felt almost safe.
His forehead was pressed in mines, me having no other choice, but looking at him in the eyes. I’m pretty sure he was enjoying his view, so close up with me as his eyes sparkled. We both didn’t say a single word to each other, as our eyes were frozen into each other’s. He slowly broke his eye contact with me, and then looking at my lips...
His hands went behind my neck, pulling my head closer and that when I knew what he’s trying to do. He leaned down a little bit, till our face was in kissing distance.
“St-“ I tried to speak, until his soft lips strike into my lips, leaving me hopeless. He tried to enter his tongue into my mouth, but I refused to let him in. I didn’t even kiss back.
“Stop” I backed off, pushing him side. I really wanted to kiss him I couldn’t. My mouth was hungry for his but I couldn’t. My lips was the weakest place in my body, and with a touch of it, I could fall. It has a deep connection my heart and instead of becoming happy, I felt angry.
“I- I’m sorry” He placed in his on faced. I grabbed his hands from my face and got a hold of it. I entwined my hand into his leaned to hug him.
Niall’s POV
I pressed my forehead into hers, with her, looking back in my eyes. I loved being in the moment with her right now, I’ve waited for this to happen for ages. I felt so relieved because it finally happened. My hands went from my back to her neck, pulling her closer, wanting to kiss her.
“St-“
I cut her off, as I didn’t let her finish what she’s saying and pressed my lips against hers. I tried to go even closer, asking for her tongue, but she refused to. She was just there, frozen without even doing anything. She didn’t even kiss back, yet I’m stupid enough to ask for her tongue. Fucking hypocrite. I tried to move into more distance until she spoke saying,
“Stop,” She pushed me aside, as she moved further away.
“What kind of idiot would do that? Niall, you’re so stupid” A voice in my head kept repeating the exact same words all over again.
“I- I’m sorry” I stuttered, feeling stupid more than ever. Out of nowhere, I don’t even know, I placed my face into hers until she pushed it away. I thought she would actually slap it away, but she got my hands and entwined in hers. She hugged me saying,
“Just please… Just please, don’t ever try to kiss me again”
I felt hurt and god knows what else I felt after she said, with a smile. I mean, am I really bad, or she just doesn’t want to? What if she still thinks about Harry? I began to a panic, overthinking about it. I feel so rejected and devastated, but I didn’t appear to show or care, even though I did.
-
Alessa’s POV
Niall and I were in English class, with some other students, even Harry, quietly writing down notes from the white board the teacher has written. The door knocked, as the teacher allowed them in. I saw a tiny glimpse of the girl’s hand as the door was already half opened, as she made her full appearance. Isabelle. She was looking like so owned the place and every single guy in our class was looking at her. Apparently they think that she’s the ‘definition of beauty’. Eh, I’d probably remove her whole beauty with my wet tissue. She kept playing with her long, brown extension hair. She still has the same habit. Argh, how fake can she get?
Isabelle and her bitches walked inside the room, making every feel distracted because of their squeaky voice.
“Class, listen up” The teacher pointed at Isabelle so the whole class attention gets to her.
“Year 12 prom is coming up and if anyone is interested to come, you can get the note from me” Her squeaky voice squealed at the end, as everyone forced to leave their seat and head to her.
“Are you going?” Niall asked.
“Yee yee! Why not?” I playfully punched his arm, getting of my seat to head to where Isabelle is. I walked over her, as Harry pushed my shoulder pretending it’s not him and walked past me.
“Hey baby” Harry went over her and kissed her on the lips. I can’t take it anymore. I got the paper from one of Isabelle’s magnet dolls and went back to my seat. I sat down on my chair, with Niall aside me, as I turned my chair, facing him.
Notes
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10/9/13