The Boy with the Butterfly Tatoo
Common Interests
NIALL'S POV
I roll over and groan, glancing at the clock on my nightstand. 11:00 am. I slept through breakfast. Damnit.
I smile recalling last night. Kyle and I spent the whole evening just talking and playing video games. She's remarkable. When I learned that her last boyfriend had been a cheater it broke my heart. Nobody as loving and sweet as Kyle should have to go through pain like that.
Kyle spent the night in Harry's room, as it seemed he and Jovy had gone to her place last night.
I crawl out of bed and change into a clean pair of sweatpants and a tank top. I come out of my room to hear giggles and a "Are you kidding me?!" from Liam. I smile and walk into the living room.
Danielle is rolling on the floor laughing, Zayn and Perrie are both on the love seat laughing, and Liam sits across from a very chipper Kyle. I smile when I see her. She looks beautiful even in the morning. No makeup, sweatpants, loose tshirt, and hair in a messy bun. She's wearing glasses. She still looks marvelous.
"What's going on?" I ask, going to sit on the couch behind Liam and Kyle, who are sitting on the floor.
"She's some sort of mind reader!" Liam shouts, waving his hand at Kyle, throwing her into a fit of giggles. He glares at her and says, "How are you doing this?"
She giggles again and answers with a playful shrug, "I don't know! I guess I'm just awesome!"
Liam rolls his eyes and puts his hand out. "Again," He demands.
She rolls her eyes and takes his hand and puts it palm up. She lightly runs her pointer finger down each of his fingers. "Which tickled the most?" She says.
"This one," Li says, wiggling his ring finger.
Kyle pinches each smaller sections of his finger and asks, "Which hurt the most?"
Liam points to the tip of his finger.
"Ok, so think of an apple. . ." She says, pausing to think, ". . .or. . . a dog."
Liam pauses for a moment, then says, "Ok, got it."
Kyle smiles and rubs the tip of his finger with a lot of pressure, seemingly studying his skin and the colors it changes. She crinkles her eyebrows and bites her lip, and I have to keep from giggling. She is an adorable thinker.
She smiles widely and looks up at Liam. "Dog," She says, eyes sparkling.
"OH MY GOD HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS?!" Liam demands grabbing her shoulders and shaking her a bit, causing everyone in the room to laugh again, including me.
"How did you do that?" I ask as she gets up to sit next to me on the couch. The other couples begin their own conversations amongst themselves.
"Magic," She says with a wink. "There's some left over waffles in the kitchen for you. I figured you'd be hungry when you woke up. Want them? If not, I'll eat them. I always have room for food."
I smile. She's too perfect. "I don't know, man. I'm trying to watch what I eat." I say jokingly, patting my non-existent tummy blubber.
She smirks and says, "Fine then! They're mine!" She jumps up and starts to run to the kitchen.
I jump up and run after her. "Oh no you don't!" She squeels when she turns at the fridge and sees me. She tries to reach for the plate of waffles that are on the counter next to her but I grab her waist and pull her away from them, causing her to yelp a sound of indignation.
"NOOOOO! They're mine, Niall!" She says, trying to squirm out of my grasp. I laugh, hugging her tighter.
She squirms again, turning to face me, still in my hold. Her eyes meet mine and shivers run down my spine. I feel my cheeks get hot.
Am I blushing? I think to myself. I don't blush.
I move my face closer to hers, asking permission. She slides her arms around my neck, pulling herself even closer, closing her eyes. I lean in and when our lips touch, it's like fire. Pure heat. It's a short and sweet kiss, but it was enough to leave me wanting more.
She pulls back and smiles. "Thank you for that, Ni."
"For what?" I say, hugging her waist again.
"For helping me feel again," She smiles sadly. "I want to thank Harry for the same thing when he returns."
I let her go. "WHAT?" I demand, face getting hot for a whole new reason; anger, and jealousy.
Her eyes go wide. "NO! That's not what I meant! I meant for him helping Jovy be able to feel again!"
I relax and let out a breathe I didn't know I was holding, but then I was worried again, about Jovy.
"What happened to Jovy?" I ask.
She sighs deeply and hugs herself a bit. "You know how I said my boyfriend was a cheater?"
I nod and take her arms and start rubbing them comfortingly.
"Well, so was her's," She says, looking down. "In fact," She looks up at me, "That's how I met her. Common interests. This interest being revenge. You see, our cheating boyfriends had something hugely in common. They were the same person."
My eyes widen and I say, "Wait, what?"
She sighs. "Tanner. His name is Tanner Smith. The boy that lived downstairs from Jovy. The boy who's father died in the same accident that killed Jovy's parents."
I roll over and groan, glancing at the clock on my nightstand. 11:00 am. I slept through breakfast. Damnit.
I smile recalling last night. Kyle and I spent the whole evening just talking and playing video games. She's remarkable. When I learned that her last boyfriend had been a cheater it broke my heart. Nobody as loving and sweet as Kyle should have to go through pain like that.
Kyle spent the night in Harry's room, as it seemed he and Jovy had gone to her place last night.
I crawl out of bed and change into a clean pair of sweatpants and a tank top. I come out of my room to hear giggles and a "Are you kidding me?!" from Liam. I smile and walk into the living room.
Danielle is rolling on the floor laughing, Zayn and Perrie are both on the love seat laughing, and Liam sits across from a very chipper Kyle. I smile when I see her. She looks beautiful even in the morning. No makeup, sweatpants, loose tshirt, and hair in a messy bun. She's wearing glasses. She still looks marvelous.
"What's going on?" I ask, going to sit on the couch behind Liam and Kyle, who are sitting on the floor.
"She's some sort of mind reader!" Liam shouts, waving his hand at Kyle, throwing her into a fit of giggles. He glares at her and says, "How are you doing this?"
She giggles again and answers with a playful shrug, "I don't know! I guess I'm just awesome!"
Liam rolls his eyes and puts his hand out. "Again," He demands.
She rolls her eyes and takes his hand and puts it palm up. She lightly runs her pointer finger down each of his fingers. "Which tickled the most?" She says.
"This one," Li says, wiggling his ring finger.
Kyle pinches each smaller sections of his finger and asks, "Which hurt the most?"
Liam points to the tip of his finger.
"Ok, so think of an apple. . ." She says, pausing to think, ". . .or. . . a dog."
Liam pauses for a moment, then says, "Ok, got it."
Kyle smiles and rubs the tip of his finger with a lot of pressure, seemingly studying his skin and the colors it changes. She crinkles her eyebrows and bites her lip, and I have to keep from giggling. She is an adorable thinker.
She smiles widely and looks up at Liam. "Dog," She says, eyes sparkling.
"OH MY GOD HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS?!" Liam demands grabbing her shoulders and shaking her a bit, causing everyone in the room to laugh again, including me.
"How did you do that?" I ask as she gets up to sit next to me on the couch. The other couples begin their own conversations amongst themselves.
"Magic," She says with a wink. "There's some left over waffles in the kitchen for you. I figured you'd be hungry when you woke up. Want them? If not, I'll eat them. I always have room for food."
I smile. She's too perfect. "I don't know, man. I'm trying to watch what I eat." I say jokingly, patting my non-existent tummy blubber.
She smirks and says, "Fine then! They're mine!" She jumps up and starts to run to the kitchen.
I jump up and run after her. "Oh no you don't!" She squeels when she turns at the fridge and sees me. She tries to reach for the plate of waffles that are on the counter next to her but I grab her waist and pull her away from them, causing her to yelp a sound of indignation.
"NOOOOO! They're mine, Niall!" She says, trying to squirm out of my grasp. I laugh, hugging her tighter.
She squirms again, turning to face me, still in my hold. Her eyes meet mine and shivers run down my spine. I feel my cheeks get hot.
Am I blushing? I think to myself. I don't blush.
I move my face closer to hers, asking permission. She slides her arms around my neck, pulling herself even closer, closing her eyes. I lean in and when our lips touch, it's like fire. Pure heat. It's a short and sweet kiss, but it was enough to leave me wanting more.
She pulls back and smiles. "Thank you for that, Ni."
"For what?" I say, hugging her waist again.
"For helping me feel again," She smiles sadly. "I want to thank Harry for the same thing when he returns."
I let her go. "WHAT?" I demand, face getting hot for a whole new reason; anger, and jealousy.
Her eyes go wide. "NO! That's not what I meant! I meant for him helping Jovy be able to feel again!"
I relax and let out a breathe I didn't know I was holding, but then I was worried again, about Jovy.
"What happened to Jovy?" I ask.
She sighs deeply and hugs herself a bit. "You know how I said my boyfriend was a cheater?"
I nod and take her arms and start rubbing them comfortingly.
"Well, so was her's," She says, looking down. "In fact," She looks up at me, "That's how I met her. Common interests. This interest being revenge. You see, our cheating boyfriends had something hugely in common. They were the same person."
My eyes widen and I say, "Wait, what?"
She sighs. "Tanner. His name is Tanner Smith. The boy that lived downstairs from Jovy. The boy who's father died in the same accident that killed Jovy's parents."
Notes
dun dun DUH! Haha plot twist! Sorry for the long wait! I was away all weekend and had commitments all week. Enjoy! :)with love,
lifeisabook
5/31/13