Brittney’s POV

This is getting WAY too easy for me.

Niall came and asked me for some advice, on his situation with Ariella. He felt like he had no other choice since he didn’t want to ask Nicki nor Carie. He didn’t want to ask the guys because he was shy. Since he and I are talking, since our deal, he has been coming to me lately and Ariella is finally taking notice. The way that she attacked me back in the cafeteria, and how Niall stood up for her, gave her the slight confidence that he likes her still.

When he came to me, he asked me of a way to ask Ariella to prom. We have been talking about Prom for a while actually, and it warms my heart that he wants to put in large efforts, but breaks it soon after once I realized that it was only for that scum Ariella.

I decided that this would be my perfect chance to have a go with my mission, strictly from Walter. I honestly couldn’t have thought of anything better than this. It’s absolutely perfect.

I grab a piece of paper, and began to write in my neatest cursive:

Dearest Ariella,

I know that you do not wish to talk to me, but please hear me out. I am sorry with how I reacted this morning. I hope that you do trust me, and I will not pressure into telling me what your dreams are. You can tell me when you are ready. I am here for you. I will protect you, from anything that scares you. I won’t ever let anything hurt you. With your trust, I hope that you will trust me when I ask you to please come down to our tree. We need to talk face to face. Please give me a chance to show you how sorry I am. Dress causal but warm. It is getting cold outside, and I don’t want you to get sick. I love you Princess. Always have. Always will.

Niall xx

Then I wrote a second one.


Dearest Ariella,

I know that you do not wish to talk to me, but please hear me out. I am sorry with how I reacted this morning. I hope that you do trust me, and I will not pressure into telling me what your dreams are. You can tell me when you are ready. I am here for you. I will protect you, from anything that scares you. I won’t ever let anything hurt you. With your trust, I hope that you will trust me when I ask you to please come down to our tree tomorrow. We need to talk face to face. Please give me a chance to show you how sorry I am. Dress causal but warm. It will be a bit cold outside, and I don’t want you to get sick. I love you Princess. Always have. Always will.

Niall xx

The second one was written in a less neat writing, to match Niall’s. I folded up the letter, and placed in an envelope, writing on the front Ariella in the same neat cursive on both. I place the now enclosed envelopes in my purse, and began to strut down the dorm wings. I see a tired Ariella walking aimlessly to her dorm, slamming the door shut behind her. Try hard much? I ignore her and waited until I knew she was in the bath, since I found out that she does take baths, whenever she is stressed out. And this Niall situation must got her down in the deep dumps.

I hear her open the bathroom door and I knew I had to make this fast. I dropped the envelope that had the neatest writing on her door step, knocking, and bolting out. As I made the corner, I saw her head pop out of the door, scanning the hall, before looking down at the envelope that I dropped. I thought she was going to leave it alone and not read it, thinking that the mission is now done for, when she picks it up slowly and begins to open it as she closes her door with her foot. I took in her appearance before the door shut and saw that she was already half dressed. I smirked to myself, knowing that this will indeed work.

I happily skip to Niall’s dorm, knocking on it sweetly. I heard a short amount of arguing, before footsteps came towards the door. Louis answered the door. Shit.

“Brittney? What are you doing here?”He said, confused. He was wearing a red t-shirt with white sweats. Oh. I am going to tell Walter that you are a traitor and-

“Ya know, popping around here and there. Is Niall here?” I said cheery, as I tried to get a glimpse of the room behind Louis shoulder, luckily seeing Drake and Niall play some game on a game system while sitting on the last bed to the right. Niall wore a white muscle shirt with black boxers and Drake wore no shirt, with grey sweats. Niall stood up, pumping his fists into the air and began to cheer, while Drake rolled back on the bed, covering his face with his hands, groaning. I pushed past Louis, sending him a smile before walking to Niall who was now sat down, eyes glued on the television, Drake doing the same. I cleared my throat as I heard the door close. Neither of them looked up. I tried again, a little louder, which got their attention. They both looked up, shocked written on both of their faces. Drake let go of the controller that he held and went to put on a shirt, standing next to Louis who had his arms crossed. Awe, I was enjoying the show.

“Brittney, what are you doing here?” Niall asked, looking back at me and the guys that stood side by side confused.

“I brought what you wanted.” I said, reaching into my purse, and taking out the envelope, handing it to him. He looked shocked.

“You, actually did it for me?” he asked me. I nodded my head. He opened it, and read it. “Tomorrow?! I don’t think I will be ready by then.” He stuttered. We were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. We both looked to the direction of the sound, seeing Louis looking for an explanation. Yeah, not from me.

“Alright, I have other places to be. You will do great Niall. She is a lucky girl.” I said, trying to make sure that no sarcasm could be traced, and that it was genuine. It obviously worked when the guys looked at me surprised. I smiled at them before walking out.


Niall’s POV:


She slammed the door behind her as she exited.

“I don’t trust her.” Louis stated. Drake nodded his head in agreement.

“What was that about?” Drake asked, crossing his arms like Louis, making me feel like I am trapped. I sighed.

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I confessed to them what I told Brittney. The began to laugh at my shyness, which wasn't helping my self esteem.

“This is why I don’t tell you. You just laugh at me.” I mumbled while sitting on my bed. I opened the letter once more, to see what she wrote. The guys sat beside me.

“You could have just told us. We could have helped you.” Drake said. I scoffed.

“Like how ‘we’ helped you ask Carie to prom?” I said, making Louis ‘ooo’ in amusement. Drake rolled his eyes.

“Whatever. We are dorm buds remember? Dorm buds for life.” He said, quoting from the first day we became dorm mates, patting my back. I nodded my head.

“Alright. Next time, I will come to you guys. Thanks.” I said, placing an arm around their shoulders, bringing them in for a hug.

“So, what has Brittney come up for you?” Louis asked me, once we let go of the hug.

“I am going to serenade her at the tree, and pop the question soon after. The tree is going to be decorated and it will be perfect.” I said, a smile forming on my face at the thought of her face when she sees it all.

“Well, at least it isn’t bad.” Drake commented.

“Like I could do any better, after your little stunt at breakfast.” I said smirking.

“It was pretty good wasn’t it? All thanks to Ari for helping me. Maybe it isn’t a bad idea to have a girl’s help every once in a while.” Drake said. I nodded in agreement.

“All of this might be dandy and shit, but I still don’t trust her.” Louis said, breaking the short silence.

“When we come back tomorrow, let me know what you still think.” I joked to him.

“I’m going for a walk.” He shook his head as he got up. We called out to him, but he didn’t turn back.


Louis’ POV


As I walked by the main stair case, I saw Ariella frantically speed walking down the wing. I was about to call out to her, to check if she was okay, but what was behind her made me turn back towards the dorm. One thing popped into my head.

I knew it.



Ariella’s POV



I walk down the usual pathway, kicking pebbles along the way. I placed my beanie on my head a short while back, since the wind was picking up and my ears were turning red. My phone vibrated in my back pocket making me jump slightly. I reached behind me and took out the phone to see a text from Nicki.

From: Nicki:
Are you still out?

To: Nicki:
Yeah. I have my key, so don’t wait up. Be back,… uh… Soon. I don’t think this should take long.

From: Nicki:
Lol okay. See you then!

To: Nicki:
Byes. :P

I stuffed my phone back into its place, my eyes gazing at the sky, as the stars soon begin to shine through the dark sky, the moon following in suit. Soon I made my way to the opening to the tree, but sadly to see no one. The lights weren’t on, there was no one up in the tree, nor underneath. I was slowly walking up to the tree, scanning it as I got closer.

Once I got underneath the tree, I heard a rustling up in the branches.

“Niall?” I was about to look up, until something fell on top of me. A rag was held to my nose, pressed hard as I had no choice but to breathe it in. I struggled, trying to get the person off of me. Their thin limbs got me tied up, so I couldn't do a thing. A small hand began to pet my hair and heard a soft petite voice, shushing me. Before I knew it, my vision went black.

Notes

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