I Want....but that's crazy

"Promise I won't give you any shit if you let me sit next to you?" I asked, smiling and pointing to the empty seat next to the blonde boy. He laughed and waved me to the seat. I pulled out some earphones from my pocket and adjusted my beanie on my head, pushing my brown locks to the side. That's when I noticed the amazing boy sat opposite me. He sat and stared at me, smiling from eye to eye, until the guy next to him gave him an elbow to the ribs. He coughed abruptly and threw his hand across the table.
"I’m Styles...I mean Harry...Harry Styles" He stuttered blushing red. I shook his hand, but before I could pull my hand away, The boy next to him grabbed my hand and pressed his lips against the back of my hand.
"I'm Louis, Pleasure to meet you miss...?" He grinned. I couldn't help but smile from ear to ear when he was so plight and 'proper'.
"Martinez, Melannie Martinez" i chuckled. He winked and went back to his longing gaze out of the window. He had been sat like that most of the time. I assumed it was normal for him, because his friends seamed nonchalant to it.
"That's a Beautiful name m'dear" said the blonde boy...in a STRONG Irish accent, that was heavenly and gave me shivers. I blushed at him and turned to face him on my chair. "I’m Niall " he readjusted himself on his seat and smiled with one half of his mouth. He glanced over to Harry and quirked an eyebrow. I giggled and put my head in my hands to hide my face.
I felt a hand on my arm pulling my hands away from my face. It was Harry.
"Don't hide that beautiful face of yours", I smiled at him with a slight pout.
"You are all boobs" I giggled uncontrollably, turning back to face Niall on the chair.
"Soo" he smiled, winking cheekily.
I giggled " so, what part of Ireland are you from sweetie?". I could feel Harry's glare burning into my cheek. It was oddly nice, just to think he was staring at me for no bad reason, or at least I hope not.
"Just a small town" he smiled, nodding. I smiled. "What about yourself, I sense Irish, both in your accent and the fact you genuinely seamed interested and as if you would actually know where I was on about". I giggled.
“Yeah actually, people don’t tend to notice and it kind of pisses me off a little bit, I’m from Mullingar, lived there when I was little, moved to the USA and now I’m here” I smiled turning to face Harry again.
Niall and Harry glared at each other; I paused and looked confused at both of them, catching a glimpse of Louis as I swapped a glance from Niall to Harry. “What?”
“Nothing” snapped Harry holding in his laughter. Niall was going bright red and I was still very confused.
“What have I done?” I asked, putting my arm on Niall’s shoulder. Before I could pull away he grabbed me and hugged me tightly. He smelt like peaches and apple…not that I go around smelling random guys on trains…NO!
“I'm from Mullingar!” he shouted, getting a few glares from people walking past to their seats. I sighed and laughed drawing my arms around him for a hug.
Niall was more than friendly, and Louis was nonchalant and charming, but there was something about Harry which I couldn’t….or wouldn’t….put my finger on. The way he stared at me sent shivers down my spine which forced me to stare back at him. His insanely deep voice was, no matter how deep, so elegant and slowly spoken. Each word lingered for a mille-second before he taunted it out.
His Hair…it fell perfectly over his forehead, causing a shadow where his eyes which had sunk into his head. It just added to the mystery of him. Each tiny curl perfectly together, and messy it was, but damn, it was cute.
Then I snapped back to reality… I was staring at him. Niall and Louis both trying to grab our attention away from each other, but staring hopeful into each others eyes seamed like a place I never wanted to leave. I was utterly and completely mesmerized.
However, my attention was soon snapped back to everyone else when a very angry looking girl was stood next to me, looking me up and down in disgust. Before I even turned my head to Niall to ask if he knew her, Harry had stood and flung his arms around her, despite her trying to push him off.
Who the hell was she?

Notes

i dont even know ahaha xx
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