To Be Loved

Don't you love that moment? The moment when he slowly slides his warm large hands over yours and you just feel safe? As if his hands could protect you from bullets?

Yeah, I'd love that moment too, except I only experienced it when my best friend, Louis, was trying to stay away from girls in the local bar.

"Sorry I'm taken, see?" Louis smiles as sincerely as he can to the blonde that asked to treat him to a drink. She rolled her eyes and walked away glaring towards me. I quickly remove my hand from under his and take a gulp from whatever beverage Louis bought for me.

"You really need to stop using me as a cover up." I sigh putting my elbow on the table and my hand on my cheek. He moves his eyes to face me and laughs.

"Maybe you should stop drinking alcohol miss Nala." He replies. I furrow my eyebrows. We were both only 17 years old, but still managed to get into a bar about a town down from ours. Fake IDs really don't get enough credit nowadays. Or maybe it's the fact that we're both covered in tattoos.

"Whatever." I smile finishing my drink. "Let's get out of here before someone questions us." I mutter to Louis grabbing my bag. He silently agrees by putting his money on the table and getting up. As we go to leave a loud cracking noise fills the bar. Startled, I jumped and made a quiet yelping sound.

"What was that?" Louis asked.

"Sorry guys, I accidentally plugged the mic in wrong." A muffled voice speaks. I search the bar to find a young guy sitting in a corner with a guitar and a microphone. He was a blonde guy who seemed around Louis' and mines age.
"I'm here to sing you guys a song."

"Why don't we stay?" I suggest curiously. He shrugs, pulling out a chair for me to sit in. We get seated and to my surprise I was in awe of his voice.

"I think I'm going to lose my mind, something deep inside me I can't give up."

Honestly, this was not in anyway my style of music, but for some reason he sent shivers down my spine.

It took me awhile to realize he was done singing, mainly Louis had to pull me out of my seat.

"Well I think you like a little blondie who just sang." He chuckles. I glare up at him.

"No its not him, he just has an amazing voice."I whisper.

"He's pretty cute." Louis says walking toward the corner where the musician was packing up.

"Louis, remember last time you flirted with a stranger, he punched you and you got a black eye." I bring up following him. Oh by the way, Louis is only interested in men. A secret we keep to ourselves unless outside of our town.

"Hey." Louis grins catching the blondes attention. He stares up and flinches.

"Uh. Oh. Uhm. I have. To. Uhm. Go." The singer quietly speaks rushes off. I watch as he practically sprints out of the bar, turning his shoulder before he left. We made eye contact for a split second until he slammed the door shut.

He's interesting...


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"Morning cutie." Louis shouts waving his hands like a maniac in the school halls. I yawn obnoxiously while Louis kisses my cheek.

"Gosh you really feel the need to hide the fact that you're gay huh?" I ask tiredly walking to my locker. He gives me a slight glare before wrapping his arm around my side.

"Last time someone found out I was bullied." He reminds me. I grab my books and place them in my bag.

"I'm sorry, I just hate seeing you faking being something you aren't." I reply giving him a small hug.

"Anyways, still hiking about that little hottie last night?" He switches the subject.

"I said I wasn't into him." I groan.

We head our seperate ways to first period. Louis and I met freshman year. He was my first practically everything, except love. I've never believed in love, it's just an illusion that people want to be real. Anyways, after we had went super far he told me. It strangely didn't bother me, instead of dating we became friends.

"Okay today we're just going to have a study hall." Our teacher announces leaving us to our own studies. I, of course though, decided to not study and just go on my phone.

"E....excuse me. Nala." A mousy voice calls out. I look to my left to see the class representing Niall. He was wimpy, and never knew how to speak up. I lift one eyebrow and give him the bitchiest look I could manage.

"What?"

"Uhm, well, you see... You... you're not s-supposed to be on your p-phone." He pushes his glasses up to his nose. I couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I'm fine doing this." I reply going back to my phone. I could see him sulk in his chair knowing he had no control over me. I continue on my day bs-ing all my work. At the end of the day Louis and I usually meet up by the teachers lounge. The lounge was in a corner where none of the students went, and to our luck none of the teachers went there either.

Going around the corner I found myself hitting into someone. I hit my head against what was probably Louis ' chest, I fell to the ground and almost growled. I rub my forehead.

"My god Louis." I yell. I glance up to see another guy in front of me. He was tall and had brown curlyish hair. He smiled, with dimples showing. I almost threw up.

"No need to be selfish." He says extending his arm for me. I ignore it helping myself up.

"What?"

"You said my god. I was just using humor." He answers putting his hands into his pockets.

"Who are you? No one's usually over here." I hiss. Typically no one would even stick around to talk to me because they were scared of me.

"My name is Harry." He half answers. I look past him to check if anyone was in the teacher's lounge. I attempted to push past him, but Harry had other ideas.

"Sorry you can't go back there. Bunch of teachers and stuff." He hesitates. I almost kick him to get through to find out what he was hiding until I heard singing. The same singing from the bar.

The same voice, the same person, they attend this school?

"Who is that?" I ask still trying to push through.

"It's no one." He responds blocking my way. I furrow my eyebrows and finally kick him in the shin. He shouts in pain, collapsing to the ground. I grin pushing past him. I open the door.
The singer was faced the other way, but turned around.
"Har-" He stopped when he saw me.



"Niall?"





The singer was Niall...

Notes

Eeehhh first crappy chapter... comment thoughts and if I should continue??