Alessa's POV

Niall placed his hands around me waist and pulled me closer to his chest, comforting me.

"It's alright beautiful, it's alright" He placed a gentle kiss on my cheeks and wiped the tears on my face.

I took a breathe and spoke,

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defences, you build up a whole suit of armour, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life… You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like smile at you, and then your life isn’t yours own anymore.

Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should just not talk anymore' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul hurt, a real gets inside you and rips you apart pain. Don't you hate it? Love destroys us." I sobbed, leaning my head on Niall's shoulder.

"To be honest, I never felt how you felt, so hurt. I've heard other people say that it kills you with every single piece of it.. Alessa, don't say that. Destroy that person who made you think like that.

It’s time to let go, the way he kissed, smiled and smelled. You have to let it go. The way his hands felt on your hips, the way he said your name, you have to let it go. Because that what he was, not he is" He looked directly in my eyes, comfortingly, then placing his soft hands on my face.

"But do you or ever did love somebody?"

"Yes, I have lots feelings of love for the girl. But do you ever just wonder if she'll ever love me or what she'll think of me? She makes me crazy."

"Who is she?" I muttered.

"Oh- er, some ordinary girl" He stuttered, then looking away.

“Then she must be one hella lucky girl to be loved by you” I half smiled, entwining my arm into his.

Niall's POV

“But do you or ever did love somebody? She question as I took a forceful gulp. I don’t know how to answer. I felt like my heart is going to come out of my mouth.

“Yes, I have lots feeling love for the girl. But did you ever just wonder if she’ll ever love me or what she’ll think of me?” I let go of what I had in mind for like forever.

“Who is she?”

Now what am I going to answer? I don’t know what to say. Sure it’s her, but I can’t.. I just can’t. I’m nearly sure that she noticed me sweating like a pig.

“Then she must be one hella lucky girl to be loved by you” she noticed me sweating because of sweaty palm, and she just smiled.

I wanted to tell how I feel about her, but I can't. I know it’s never going to work out because I’m just a friend of hers. Because of the Harry, I can't get her. Like she loves him so much, yet he's still that dumb not to figure it out and go with Isabelle. I mean, what does Alessa see in him? No matter how many times he's hurt her, but she still finds her way back to him. What does he have that I don't have?

I've told my heart so many times to not love her in that way but nothing matters to me, unless her. This feeling will never go away. I should just remain like a best friend to her. Nothing less, nothing more. I love the way she knows me. I love her facial expressions. I love the way she says my name, I love the way she wants to tell me everything. I love her smile. i love the way she smiles. I love the way she has the same sense of humour as me. I just..... I just love everything about her.

It’s really hard sometimes because people just don’t get me. Everybody except for one. Her, she get me. And that’s what I like about her. Actually no. That’s what I love about her. She knows what to say at the right moments. She knows what not to say at the wrong moments. She’s the only one who knows everything about me. I’ve never admitted this but, she, I think she's the one. But there’s a wall keeping her and I from being more than this. And I’ve been trying to break it down, but it’s indestructible.

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We were both resting our heads on each other’s shoulders for a quite a long time. We didn’t say word since she confessed it to me. To be honest, I don’t ever want to get of this moment, her head resting my shoulder is one of the best feelings in the world. I feel like she loves me like I love her.

She got her head up and my imagination flourished. That’s when I knew, this is a reality, not a fairy tale.

“Niall, we better get going” The way she says she says my name, with such innocence and decency just makes my whole world.

“Uhhh, yeah we should” I looked at her for some short seconds, until I looked away.

When she got up, entwining her arm into mines, I felt like the luckiest person in the world even though I’m not even with her, as in together. Imagine how it would be kissing her on the lips. My mind is riddling in circles, and I’m shaking like something forlornly.

I wonder how Harry felt every time she kissed him on the lips and confessing that she loves him. Harry doesn’t realise that he lost one of the precious thing in the world. I would do anything to make her feel like she’s special. Imagine looking into her eyes and she looks back, like your one the only person in her life that would make her feel unreplaceable. Shivers run down my spine. God, I wish.

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