Niall's Point of View

I have no idea what I'm supposed to do with Ada tonight. I have another joint but I can't tell her more about myself if we do the same thing. She'll be pissed. Maybe some alcohol? No, we have class tomorrow and I don't want her to be hung over. I could take her on top of some buildings. That could be fun. It's illegal and she wouldn't want to do it. I don't know why I want her to do these things so badly. I know I want to tell her about what happened to me--why her? I have no idea. I'm falling for her; I have ever since I saw her. I was just as confused as her. I fiddled with my shoes, I can't believe I still have trouble tying them. I'm so pathetic. No one needed to know that, they all think I'm a bad ass and the guys think I'm pretty cool. I like hanging out with them because they're normal compared to the guys at home. I'm so glad I got outta there. I couldn't survive it any longer.

I grabbed the keys, "I'm going out Rob."

"Where are you going? It's already 8:30." I need to study for a test tomorrow. Harry said I could study with him."

"Okay, just don't be back to late." I laughed, okay 'dad'.

I pulled into Ada's driveway and she was waiting outside. She was so beautiful. I love how her blonde hair is always messy and those skinny black pants she always wears with converse. She wore boots the other night though, I think she was trying to impress Harry.

"What are we doing?" She buckled up.

"Hello to you too." I turned off the radio. "I really don't know what to do. I have another joint we can smoke."

"Are you going to tell me something else about yourself?" I debated. I know if I don't she'll walk back inside. "Yeah, but we're going to do something else as well."

"Alright, let's go! What are you waiting for?" I laughed and pulled out of the driveway.

Ada's Point of View

We drove for about thirty minutes into town. We were closer to the city. It was so beautiful with all of the lights glowing from the buildings. The moon was full, I'm pretty sure that was a good thing....maybe not. I can't remember. I was excited for tonight; I wanted to know more and I wanted to smoke. I'm not as tired so I'll be able to wake up in the morning. I feel so free when I'm with Niall. I always thought all of my friends were 'bad', if you will, but Niall was on a completely different level.

"Where are we?"

"The city."

"I know that asshole."

"Someone's grumpy." Niall was so low tonight.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing I'm fine."

I turned towards him, "Look, you need to talk to me. I want to be your friend. I want to do this stuff obviously but I don't want to be 'friends with benefits'. I know we aren't sleeping together, but this is friends with benefits in a different way."

He looked at me quickly, a little bit confused. That sounded so stupid and probably didn't make sense. "You really wanna know?" I nodded my head. "Okay well I'm going to get all mooshy for a minute and you better not laugh cus if you do I'll smack the shit out of you." I froze, not knowing if he was serious or not. "I want to be your friend as well and I don't want it to just be this stuff. The only reason you wanted to see me today was to find out about my past. You have no interest in me."

"No, I don't have any interest in you. I want to know why you're an ass and you said if I did these things you'd tell me. I wouldn't really care about what a bad boy you were if you didn't hurt me but you did so I think I deserve an explanation. If you want we can smoke this joint, you can tell me your story and then it'll be all over. But that's your choice." I was making him really mad.

"Damnit Ada! I am a human being! I have feelings too!" I laughed but stopped suddenly. Who was I turning into? I don't talk to people like this, I just don't.

"I'm so sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm just different around you. You bring out the bad side of me. I don't like it either but I don't realize I'm doing it. You should blame your self for that." There I go again, being a bitch. He sighed,

"You're right." We parked and he turned off the car. He began climbing up the side of a building.

"Where are we going?"

"On top of this building. What does it look like?"

"I don't want to do this." My good girl was coming back. I hated this bad girl side.

"Well we're already here."

"It's illegal!"

"And smoking weed isn't?" He laughed and continued up the ladder.

"You can't just leave me down here!"

"Watch me." I could barely hear him anymore. The building was so tall--I could easily fall and die. Whatever, I'm trying to 'live'. I climbed up to the top where Niall was laying and looking up at the sky. He sat up when I climbed over the wall. "Well look who decided to join me." He was turning into the same bad boy again. Why did it cause chills down my back?

I sat down next to him and he took out the joint. I put my hand over it. "Tell me something first. Or I'm not doing it." He squinted his eyes and then laughed.

"Smoking a joint on top of this building is not going to get you very much information." I sighed,

"Then what will?" He looked around and then something clicked in his brain. He pointed,

"Over there." I looked but didn't see anything.

"What?" He stood up and brushed his hair out of his face.

"Come here." I walked towards him and we got closer to the edge. He leaned over, looking to the ground. "Are you afraid of heights?"

"I am not jumping, are you crazy?" Another laugh, I was getting tired of it. He climbed up and looked over.

"It's not windy, just stand up here with me."

"No."

"Live some Ada! It feels good!" I don't know why but I felt tears in my eyes. He turned around, "Look, I'm doing it." He spun in a circle.

"Be careful! Please!"

"Trust me, I won't let you fall. If you want more, come up here with me." I couldn't believe it when I began walking towards him. I looked over the wall. He jumped down and landed next to me. Putting his hands around my waist we looked down together. "Just sit and let your legs dangle. I'll hold onto you. I won't let you fall."

"How can I trust you?"

"I like you. Remember?" I gulped,

"Let's just get this over with." I got up on the wall and stood. He held onto my ankles.

"It won't be as scary if you sit."

"I want more information. I'm going to stand." I turned around and looked at him. "Tell me something."

"Get down first, you'll get some good stuff."

"Promise?" I put one of my legs over the edge. What the hell am I doing?

"Yes! Now get down!" He really cared. I slowly got off the wall and wobbled. The ground felt nice. I was shaky but I didn't show it. We sat down and he lit the joint. He was about to begin speaking and then we heard sirens. Niall quickly looked over the edge, "Hurry, we need to go!"

"Are they after us?"

"Yes! Now let's go!" I was frantic. I climbed down the stairs as fast as I could and then scurried to his car. The police were walking around but didn't see us. Niall drove off quickly. I laughed as my adrenaline kept going.

"That was intense."

"Yeah? Did you like it? I mean, running from the cops?"

"It definitely got my heart racing." He laughed pretty hard and didn't stop. "What? Did I do something wrong?"

"No. It's just, they weren't after us. I saw them arresting some guy. I like that you liked it though." I hit him hard.

"You're such a little bastard."

"And you're such a bad girl." This comment didn't anger me anymore. I almost enjoyed it.

We pulled into my driveway and I could finally breathe. "Come inside, I need to hear some more of your life."

"Not tonight Ada, it's already 10:30."

"Aww, do you have a bedtime?" He looked at me and tilted his head, not impressed with my words.

"Just come inside. My mom won't be home for a while and Liam won't care." We ran up to my room and I shut the door. I sat on my bed and made him sit on my desk chair. "Don't try to pull anything on me either. You tell me the details and then you leave.

"After Focus died and my friends saw it as my fault it went around school. For the next few months they called me dog murderer and did some really mean things like fill my locker with bones and vandalize my home with spray paint. It was awful so my parents took me out of school and I took online classes. I rarely left the house because I had no friends and when I did leave I could always hear people talking about me. It was terrible that my dog died but for it to go on for so long was bullshit." He stopped talking.

"And then..." He still didn't say anything. "There better be more Niall. I'm not trying to be harsh but I did a lot tonight." He nodded and continued.

"One day I was out and some guys walked up to me. They were a few years older and knew I could play guitar. They needed another member so they let me try out. I got in the band when I was 14 and I was so happy. In order for me to stay in the band I had to do stuff though. I had to do drugs--like hard core drugs--not weed. I had to be an ass to girls--which I hated because girls should never be treated the way I treated them and I had to be a punk. Instead of t-shirts and football shorts I wore jeans and leather jackets. I even had my ear pierced for a while. It was like I was conditioned. Again, my parents were struggling with me. I was already drinking at 14. Most kids were, but I was pretty much an alcoholic." I felt awful. How could this happen from one little thing? Something as simple as a dog.

I got up and hugged him. "That's not fair to you. I don't know what to say but I'm sorry." He hugged me back and yawned.

"Yeah but it's getting late. More later....and I have a great idea for the next thing. It isn't so bad being a bad girl now is it?" I shrugged and never answered.

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Wednesday snuck up on me and I knew I had to go to El's church group. I was excited to hang out with her and I definitely needed some church in my life. We went through the motions; worship, prayer, and then socializing about the Bible. I really liked it, she was a fun person. I needed someone like her to balance my separate lives. After the group I came home and had a family night. My dad was finally home from a week in America and we wanted to know all about it. He told us stories about New York City and meeting the President. We talked about school and our friends and just anything that came to our minds. Liam and I were so close with our family it was mental. We were lucky in that way. I hugged my dad before going to sleep, I missed his heavy, mint cologne and his shaven face rubbing against mine. He was the best dad I could ask for. I quickly fell asleep and dreamt of the one and only.....Harry. Great.

Notes

Still not sure how I'm feeling!
What do you think will happen with Niall?
What about Harry?
Has Ada felt the "Bad Boy Affect" or is this just a phase?

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