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Going Up?

Chapter 11

Niall's P.O.V

She actually cleaned my awful room for me? Nobody even dared to enter my room but yet, she was in there.. Touching my stuff; slept where I slept; brushing her fingers on OUR guitar... Our guitar.. I haven't even touched that guitar in ages.

I approached her slowly, she seemed somewhat frightened by my movement.
I stopped, we were inches apart. She was kind of short so I had to look down towards her to see her beautiful eyes.
Her face was still looking for an answer, awaiting my very next move.

Naomi's P.O.V

I was busy looking up at his well-sculpted face, Thank you, God.
I still didn't know what he was going to do next, was he going to hit me? Was he going to hug me? I have no idea. Actually, I have no idea why I'm even here.
I have never even done anything this irrational in... ever! Well, there was that time but.. That's another story.
More like another world.

I quickly gasped as I felt his cold finger against my left hand. Just for a second his touch lingered but, quickly faded as he just took his guitar away from my grasp.
I was still confused as he made his way to his couch and sat.
He strummed the guitar and hummed while he closed his eyes.
I was watching intently, eager to see what was going to happen next.
I saw those blue eyes again and he patted to the empty spot where I sat just moments ago, gesturing me to sit next to him.
I was still quite confused but, I sat down beside him as he mindlessly strummed his guitar.
No matter, he was good at it. You know, playing the guitar. He wasn't even playing any particular song but, he just strummed those strings like it was oh so natural to him.
"You know.." he finally spoke, "this was our guitar.."
I furrowed my brows in my confusion but, then. I realized what he meant when he emphasized the our .
I was quick to stand up and pace around the room and do my horrid habit of my fingers brushing my hair.
"Holy shit, I just.." I stopped and looked at him and pointed at the guitar, "You must be so annoyed with me right now."
"First, cleaning up your room without permission" I started to pace around again, "Then, touching your.. your.."
I was stopped midway with Niall's lips on mine.

Niall's P.O.V

I don't understand why she was panicking, I had no idea what to do. I thought this morning was going to be calm... I mean, I remember her from the elevator but I was too drunk to remember what happened after. Blurry visions helped me remember while I was strumming.
That was when I realized I had told her my best kept secret. A stranger and I had told her what had broken me all this time.
So, I told her about our guitar since she knows about Sam anyways.
But, I didn't know she would react like a maniac.
She started to say stuff about how she cleaned up stuff without permission, I was going to thank her for that actually.
Then, she started to stutter about the guitar and pace around the room.
I had no idea what to do so, I stood up and quickly went to her and just smacked my lips onto her.
I don't know why, I don't know why. I don't know why, help me God.


Was this worth the wait or no? I think I'll post another for fun later but, Idk xD
Hope you all like it and you know...


Please and thank you! Much appreciated, love you lots and stay perf! ;) <3



Holly_G_1D Holly_G_1D
I Love Your Story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Waiting Waiting
Sure, sure. No problemmm!

Yea same
Holly_G_1D Holly_G_1D
This is really good! Personally I prefer the first person writing though.