Untill the worlds love surrenders

18 year old Irish-Australian Jasmine Barker is visiting her family in Mullingar. She is always walking down to the bakery to get bread for her grandparents when she hears someone singing to a guitar, she traces the sound and finds a blue-eyed boy, she walks down to him and introduces herself, smitten by his voice. He replies "hey, I'm Niall!".........


12. Ignorance is bliss?

Ignorance is bliss?

(Nialls POV) I was so betrayed. I was ignoring Jasmine for as long as I could. I still cared about her so much.  Every damn time she knocked at my door I felt like  swishing her up off her feet and giving her a big kiss and cuddle, then she could fall asleep in my arms as we fought of the cold of Ireland.  But I couldn't. She was strumming on my heart strings as hard as she played the guitar.    Every time she called me I wanted to pick up and tell her I loved her.    I had forgiven Harry, he was my best mate. But then he asked about Jas and I gave him a glare.    I was at a pub, going through the photos of Jas and I that we took together & the ones we posted on twitter. A tear was gathering at the inner corner of my eye when I heard a familiar voice.    "Niall?" She said softly   I turned around, wiped the tear out of my eye, and started flirting with the girl next to me.    "Niall, listen to me, I am really sorry"    I ignored her and kept on flirting.    It wasnt ten minutes later that we kissed. I felt my heart in my throat.    Jas had gotten pissed and told her to stop. That's when the girl asked if I was her boyfriend.  I glared. "He's not my boyfriend, but he's not your kissing toy either" he spat  I glared again. "Since when did you care about me?" I roared  I turned around and shifted the girl again. That's when she got really pissed off  She got up and took her phone out of her purse. As she stormed away, I reached out to whatever I could to keep her here. I grabbed her purse.  She let it slide off of her shoulder and left it in my possession.    She stormed out and started to call someone.    "Don't worry, I just got out of a bad relationship myself" the girl piped up "He seemed so sweet at first but he just wanted to get into my pants. He really wasn't the one that you'd suspect to be like that. That dark skin, the emerald eyes, the accent," she continued like this for a while.    After a while I saw Jas reappear from the alley talking to a guy, so I decided to walk up to her and return the purse.    "Jasmine.." I started softly. Her eyes widened at the fact that I said anything to her but my view of her was blocked by the same guy standing in front of me.    "I'll give it to her" said a stern voice. I looked up at the guy. He was everything I wasn't. Tall, British, not as white as a ghost. It was probably Jas' new boyfriend.  I Handed the purse to him and he hopped in his black car that blended with the night.    I returned to my seat next to the girl who went on talking again. I sat for a good twenty minutes before she started talking about her crappy ex again.  The only thing I paid attention to was " That was him taking your friend not too long ago" ...........
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