The Future Smile
Moving on
~ Niall's perspective~
My finger traced the small frame that I held only belonging to the girl I had left a few years ago when I became famous. Wishing back that I had never left her, knowing she would be much better off without the douche of a boyfriend, Troy.
I spatted his name out as if it was poison. Of all the guys she decided to date, she chosed someone who didn't appreciate how lucky he was to have her. My beautiful Els.
It was true, I had feelings for her....well ever since she said hello to me back in my 10th year. She was perfect and she was more then I could describe in a perfect sentence. I remember her slightly crooked smile as she said hello as she sat next to me. I eyed her and right away noticed her smile and her beautiful sparkling eyes as my eyes frantically scanned the classroom to see if this beautiful human being was playing a cruel joke on me. I looked back at her as she kept smiling at me as her eyes moved shyly down as if she didn't know her own beauty. She moved her foot nervously underneath the desk and softly mumbled a sorry. I looked at her as her golden chocolate hair made a curtain between her and I.
"Sorry for what?" I whispered as my eyes drifted down at her slumbering fragile frame, as if at any movement she would shatter like fine china. My left hand slowly ran my fingers throug her hair as she gave a little startled noise before she snuggled closer to my hand. I softly smiled down at her knowing she was safe with me. I was never going to leave her side unless Troy and her were together, but even that was out of my comfort zone.
My smile left as quickly as Troys name came through my mind. I only heard about him today and I already didn't like him. First, I could see that Els was not truly happy. Second, he left her alone at a party defenseless and wasted. And third, he was dating her. I wanted her as mine. Not his.
I felt her stirr beside me as my eyes met hers in the dark room, lighted by just the city lights itself.
"Niall?" she whispered as she slowly blinked, looking up to me.
"Yes Els?" I asked in a hushed volume.
She whimpered as I realized my hand was tightly squeezed around her small hand, leaving me shocked and gently letting go of her hand before looking back into her eyes and apologizing. I must of forgot about holding her hand when I was thinking of Troy.
I felt her soft fingers on my face gently bring me back to reality and to be meant by her worried face.
"What's bothering you?" she asked as her hand left my face and she sat up to try to meet her eyes with mine but with no luck from her short height and my towering height.
She stayed put as she looked up to me, waiting for an answer. Her long lashes played with my thinking process making it the more harder to think as I stared at her eyes while she slowly and tiredly blinked.
"Nothing. Go back to sleep, Els." I demanded as she obliged and let her slumber take over her as she slowly layed back down and scooted closer to me as I sat still wondering if she would remember this or if she would be to sick in the morning to think about what she just woke up to.
My phone started vibrating in my back pocket as slowly got up to get it out as I answered it, "Hello?" I whispered annoyed not realizing I didn't read the number.
"Hey mate!" I heard the all to familiar voice yell through my phone as I made a sharp hissing from my throat as I wished of all the people, Louis was not on the other side to wake up Els as my eyes frantically watched her to see if she would wake once more from Louis loudness.
I slowly and quietly walked out as I heard Louis start asking me if I was there. I closed the door in a hush manner before facing away from the door, "What the actual fuck mate?" I asked in a tone that made everyone know that I was in no mood to be talking to.
"Where are you?" I could hear him ask ignoring my pissed off tone.
I was actually thinking about hanging up when I heard Harry's voice in the back asking for the phone. "Hey mate, sorry about the call this late. But Louis forgot it's night in England." as I heard Louis apologize in the backgroun. I smiled forgetting my anger. Only Louis would do something like this.
"No worries. I was just getting ready for bed myself." I answered looking once behind at Els door before walking down the hallway.
I could hear Harry cover the end of his phone as he yelled a shut up to Louis, "Louis is getting on my fucking nerves mate, please name where you are located before he ends up with on the street with a mob...actaully I think I'll just do that." he trailed off as Louis yelled in the background screaming, "Never!"
I laughed from the thought of Louis running around as Harry was chasing him down with a promise. Just like the old times when we were a band...but everything has changed. And hopefully for the normal life we had hoped for.
"Yorkshire." I stated, as I could hear Louis yell he knew it.
"We had to get out of Chicago. The pap and fans found us, so we moved to a small town in Indiana. Lafayette. Close to Indy."
I nodded my headed as I recalled where Indianapolis was locateded, "Smart move." I answered.
"Oiy..anyone know where Liam is?" I asked, remembering him saying something about California.
"He's in Cali...but he hasn't been answering any of our calls." Harry replied worryingly.
I thought it was strange for someone like Liam to not answer our calls. "Maybe he's really busy." I thought up before looking at my watch.
"Look, we'll figure this out. But in the meanwhile, I gotta head to bed, it's one in the morning." I spoke as I headed for the couch walking over Zayn who was currently snoring.
"Well night mate. Talk to you again." as I could hear Louis yell in the background, night. I heard a click before silence and looked down at a dark screen thinking back at what Harry had said.
"But he hasn't been answering any of our calls."
Maybe Liam was just super busy or he was actually and truly keeping to his word when he said he was moving on. If so, why not tell us?
I gave some more thoughts before giving in into a tired slumber. ***
My finger traced the small frame that I held only belonging to the girl I had left a few years ago when I became famous. Wishing back that I had never left her, knowing she would be much better off without the douche of a boyfriend, Troy.
I spatted his name out as if it was poison. Of all the guys she decided to date, she chosed someone who didn't appreciate how lucky he was to have her. My beautiful Els.
It was true, I had feelings for her....well ever since she said hello to me back in my 10th year. She was perfect and she was more then I could describe in a perfect sentence. I remember her slightly crooked smile as she said hello as she sat next to me. I eyed her and right away noticed her smile and her beautiful sparkling eyes as my eyes frantically scanned the classroom to see if this beautiful human being was playing a cruel joke on me. I looked back at her as she kept smiling at me as her eyes moved shyly down as if she didn't know her own beauty. She moved her foot nervously underneath the desk and softly mumbled a sorry. I looked at her as her golden chocolate hair made a curtain between her and I.
"Sorry for what?" I whispered as my eyes drifted down at her slumbering fragile frame, as if at any movement she would shatter like fine china. My left hand slowly ran my fingers throug her hair as she gave a little startled noise before she snuggled closer to my hand. I softly smiled down at her knowing she was safe with me. I was never going to leave her side unless Troy and her were together, but even that was out of my comfort zone.
My smile left as quickly as Troys name came through my mind. I only heard about him today and I already didn't like him. First, I could see that Els was not truly happy. Second, he left her alone at a party defenseless and wasted. And third, he was dating her. I wanted her as mine. Not his.
I felt her stirr beside me as my eyes met hers in the dark room, lighted by just the city lights itself.
"Niall?" she whispered as she slowly blinked, looking up to me.
"Yes Els?" I asked in a hushed volume.
She whimpered as I realized my hand was tightly squeezed around her small hand, leaving me shocked and gently letting go of her hand before looking back into her eyes and apologizing. I must of forgot about holding her hand when I was thinking of Troy.
I felt her soft fingers on my face gently bring me back to reality and to be meant by her worried face.
"What's bothering you?" she asked as her hand left my face and she sat up to try to meet her eyes with mine but with no luck from her short height and my towering height.
She stayed put as she looked up to me, waiting for an answer. Her long lashes played with my thinking process making it the more harder to think as I stared at her eyes while she slowly and tiredly blinked.
"Nothing. Go back to sleep, Els." I demanded as she obliged and let her slumber take over her as she slowly layed back down and scooted closer to me as I sat still wondering if she would remember this or if she would be to sick in the morning to think about what she just woke up to.
My phone started vibrating in my back pocket as slowly got up to get it out as I answered it, "Hello?" I whispered annoyed not realizing I didn't read the number.
"Hey mate!" I heard the all to familiar voice yell through my phone as I made a sharp hissing from my throat as I wished of all the people, Louis was not on the other side to wake up Els as my eyes frantically watched her to see if she would wake once more from Louis loudness.
I slowly and quietly walked out as I heard Louis start asking me if I was there. I closed the door in a hush manner before facing away from the door, "What the actual fuck mate?" I asked in a tone that made everyone know that I was in no mood to be talking to.
"Where are you?" I could hear him ask ignoring my pissed off tone.
I was actually thinking about hanging up when I heard Harry's voice in the back asking for the phone. "Hey mate, sorry about the call this late. But Louis forgot it's night in England." as I heard Louis apologize in the backgroun. I smiled forgetting my anger. Only Louis would do something like this.
"No worries. I was just getting ready for bed myself." I answered looking once behind at Els door before walking down the hallway.
I could hear Harry cover the end of his phone as he yelled a shut up to Louis, "Louis is getting on my fucking nerves mate, please name where you are located before he ends up with on the street with a mob...actaully I think I'll just do that." he trailed off as Louis yelled in the background screaming, "Never!"
I laughed from the thought of Louis running around as Harry was chasing him down with a promise. Just like the old times when we were a band...but everything has changed. And hopefully for the normal life we had hoped for.
"Yorkshire." I stated, as I could hear Louis yell he knew it.
"We had to get out of Chicago. The pap and fans found us, so we moved to a small town in Indiana. Lafayette. Close to Indy."
I nodded my headed as I recalled where Indianapolis was locateded, "Smart move." I answered.
"Oiy..anyone know where Liam is?" I asked, remembering him saying something about California.
"He's in Cali...but he hasn't been answering any of our calls." Harry replied worryingly.
I thought it was strange for someone like Liam to not answer our calls. "Maybe he's really busy." I thought up before looking at my watch.
"Look, we'll figure this out. But in the meanwhile, I gotta head to bed, it's one in the morning." I spoke as I headed for the couch walking over Zayn who was currently snoring.
"Well night mate. Talk to you again." as I could hear Louis yell in the background, night. I heard a click before silence and looked down at a dark screen thinking back at what Harry had said.
"But he hasn't been answering any of our calls."
Maybe Liam was just super busy or he was actually and truly keeping to his word when he said he was moving on. If so, why not tell us?
I gave some more thoughts before giving in into a tired slumber. ***
Notes
Dun. Dunn. Dun. DunnnnnOkay, it's quite different with Nialls view and knowing that the band split up is even more terrifying.
In which it better never happen...or my story will be based on a true story in the future.
I don't know if that was supposed to be funny or just pure evil.
