A Birthday Wish

All Natalia wanted on her 18th birthday was a nice dinner with her best friends at her favorite pizza place and maybe a little bit of clubbing. She never would have expected all 5 members of her favorite band to show up at the restaurant and much less for them all to go watch a movie. Read to find out happens when Natalia makes a huge mistake that could put her in the public eye... in a bad way, and leaves one member of the band heartbroken.

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6. Chapter 6

I pull out of the supermarket parking lot and he turns on the radio.  

 

“This is nice…” he says. 

 

“More than nice.” I say. He leans over to me and kisses my cheek, I turn red as a tomato. Boyfriend by Justin Bieber comes on the radio and I already know how much he loves Justin, as do I. He turns it up and starts rapping the 1st verse,

 

“If I was your boyfriend I’d never let you go, I could take you places you ain’t never been befo’… baby take a chance or you’ll never ever know,” as he raps he looks at me as if he’s directing the rap at me, I look at him from the corner of my eye and giggle. We sing the chorus together,

 

“If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go. Keep you on my arm girl, you’ll never be alone…”  I sing the second rap but I keep my eyes on the road, 

 

“Tell me what you like yeah tell me what you don’t…” I look at him from the corner of my eye about 30 times every minute. We sing the chorus again together and dance around a bit, eventually when the part of the song that says “Keep you on my arm girl, you’ll never be alone” comes on, Niall takes the opportunity and puts his arm around my shoulders. When the slow part comes on he sings it to me and kisses my cheek multiple times as I giggle uncontrollably. Then we sing together again, 

 

“If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go. Keep you on my arm girl, you’ll never be alone…”

 

When the song ends he rests his head on my shoulder and I say, 

 

“Wow what a coincidence that that song just came on the radio!” 

 

“Fate is what I like to call it!” he says and we both laugh a bit. We arrive at Amy’s house a few seconds later and we both get out of the car, he holds the cake. Niall doesn’t try to hold my hand or anything because I still had until tomorrow to decide who I’d choose… this all seemed wrong, the whole “choosing” thing. But I liked both of them so what else could I do? I ring the doorbell and Niall and I wait outside in silence, I keep looking over at him and he does the same. Amy comes and opens the door for us, 

 

“Everyone! Come on down it’s time to sing happy birthday!” she yells up the stairs as Niall and I walk inside. Amy goes into her kitchen and retrieves some candles and a lighter, Niall sets the cake on the dining table and as everyone makes their way downstairs, Amy places 16 candles in the cake and then lights them. I stand behind the cake and everyone gathers around me, Harry stands behind me, very close. 

 

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Natalia, happy birthday to you!”

 

They all sing in unison, when they finish they all scream and shout. I bend over to blow the candles and as I do so I make a wish,  I wish to make the right decision in which boy I choose. When I finish blowing out the last candle everyone cheers again. 

 

“Let’s eat!” I say.

 

Amy and Louis go back into the kitchen to get plates and silverware.       

 

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We finish eating and we all make our way upstairs to hang out again. We all stay in Amy’s room talking for what seems like hours, eventually it gets really late and we all fall asleep. Except for me. I stay up the entire night and watch Niall and Harry sleep, thinking about what I’ll do. Then, at around 4 a.m. Harry yawns and his eyes flutter open. 

 

“Nat? What are you doing up?!” he asks me. 

 

“I can’t sleep…” I say. He lifts himself up and crawls over to me, he puts his arm around me and I lay my head on his shoulder. 

 

“Would you like to go somewhere more… private?” he asks nervously. 

 

“Uh…sure.” I say. We quietly get up and make our way downstairs to the staircase on the first floor that leads down to the den where Amy’s dad hosts his football parties and things like that. We walk over to the couch and sit down next to each other, he puts his arm around me again and I turn slightly to face him. 

 

“I just wanna say thanks, this has truly been the best birthday ever.” I smile at him as we stare deep into each other’s eyes. 

 

“I’m glad.” he says with a smile and then leans forward a bit, I do the same and our lips meet. For half a second images flash through my mind of the time Niall and I spent together earlier, I kiss Harry harder and more passionately and soon enough I forget about Niall. Eventually the simple kiss turns into our tongues moving together in rhythm, I pull away for a bit so that I can straddle him and I wrap my legs around his waist. He leans into me and presses his lips to my neck, kissing softly. Suddenly I furrow my eyebrows and think about the car trip with Niall. I begin to feel super-guilty. Harry stops kissing my neck when he feels me tense up.  

 

"Is everything ok?" he asks, worried.

 

"No... it's not." I reply, he looks confused. "I shouldn't be doing this right now. I'm sorry." I get off of him as I feel my eyes start to tear up.

 

"Nat-" he begins to say.

 

"Please don't follow me, stay down here. Don't tell anyone about this. I'm so sorry. Bye." I quickly say and then run up the stairs of the den and into the living room. I race towards the guest room on the first floor in fear that Harry might come after me. I quickly go inside, turn the light on, and lock the door. I breathe heavily and put my forehead against the door. After a while I take off my shorts and go to bed in my shirt and underwear. I think long and hard about what I just did and fall asleep crying.      

 

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I wake up and check my phone, it’s 7 a.m. I stay still for a bit and listen for any movement around the house, none. Everyone must still be asleep, I’m an early riser. Thank goodness for that. Suddenly memories from last night come flooding back to me. I imagine Harry and I kissing, the images of Niall in my head, and the pain in Harry's eyes when I left him in the den all alone. I bring my knees up to my chest and bury my face in my hands. Niall will never forgive me. Why did I even say YES to Harry in the first place?! I collect myself and decide that I just need to forget about last night. I pick up my shorts off the floor and put them on, I tie my hair in a ponytail, put my phone in my pocket and quietly make my way to the door, I open it just a tiny bit and peek out to check if anyone's there. Once the coast is clear I walk out and make my way to Amy’s kitchen. I’ve been here 100 times before so I know where everything is, I serve myself a big bowl of my favorite chocolate cereal. I can’t control myself and I start to cry again. I stop eating and lay my head down on the table, sobbing uncontrollably. I cry of anger, anger at myself. Anger at myself because I made out Harry even though I had minimal feelings for Harry,  and Niall was right there in front of me the entire time, I was stupid and I went for Harry. Suddenly I hear footsteps coming down the stairs, I pick myself up and wipe my eyes quickly, then I continue eating my cereal. 

 

“Mornin,” says an Irish accent.

 

Crap. I shift my head to hide behind my ponytail as I continue nonchalantly eating my cereal. 

 

“Is everything ok?” Niall asks. 

 

“Yup…” I say, holding back sobs. 

 

“Nat, look at me.” he says from behind me. I shake my head and then he grabs my chin and turns it to face him, he isn’t wearing a shirt, just his shorts from yesterday. I breath in and out, trying to contain my attraction to him. He can tell I’ve been crying and his face drops, I know that my face is completely red, my eyes are bloodshot, and I have bags under my eyes. I hold back the cries that try to escape as much as I can, he can tell I’m tearing up. 

 

“Nat…” he begins. 

 

“Just hold me. Please.” I say and he nods. I quickly get up out of my chair and bury my head in his chest he rubs my back and caresses my face as I sob quietly. 

 

“Let’s sit down on the couch?” he asks after a minute, I nod weakly. We carefully make our way over to the couch in the living room and sit down at the end of the couch. We lay with our feet on the couch, I’m cuddled into him and I’m still crying nestled into his chest. 

 

“If you don’t mind me asking…” he starts to say, “Why are you crying?” he asks. 

 

“Are you sure you want to know…?” I ask. 

 

“Yes of course.” 

 

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you…” I pause for a long time, breathing in and out. “I made out with Harry last night.” I look up at him for a second and his expression only changes a bit, he stares straight forward at the wall and I can see the pain in his eyes.  “I regret it. So much.” I say, choking back more tears. I look up at him for some sort of reply but all he does is stare forward. We sit in silence for a while. “Say something.” I beg.

 

“Nat what can I say?” he asks, still not looking at me. 

 

“Say something, anything. Just tell me how you feel.” I say.

 

“I feel…” he says and then finally stares into my eyes, “I feel like we actually had something special but you just decided to go on and make out with one of my best friends.” 

 

“Niall it was late, I was tired, I just gave in. You know how hormones can be…” I say awkwardly. 

 

“Nat I really don’t think I can-” he begins.

 

“I’m sorry. I’m so, so, so sorry just please forgive me I’ll never do anything like that to you again I promise.” I say to him with my eyes wide hoping that he’ll forgive me. He just stares into my eyes, thinking about what to do. We sit there like that for a few minutes and eventually his expression softens.

 

“How can I say no to you?” he says with a smile. I laugh and wrap my arms around him, embracing him in a hug. He caresses my head and we sit there for a while in each other’s arms.

 

“What do we do now?” he asks, sighing.   

 

“Kiss me.” I say firmly staring into his big blue eyes. 

 

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