Cindy Ella (Niall Horan Love Story)

Cindy Ella loves her life! Note the sarcasm, please. Cindy is a maid in a big famous cruise ship. Which is owned by her godmother, which is strict at most of the time. What happens when all of a sudden, her godmother lets loose, for one day, and Cindy meets someone rather 'interesting', you could say?

154Likes
100Comments
11144Views
AA

20. My Mask

"What brings you here?" he said standing by me while I listened to the next group I didn't recognize. I looked over to my left where Niall stood, his hands in his jeans. "I didn't think I would see you again."

"What are you talking about?" I asked with a small smirk on my face. I grabbed drink from the tray that one of the servers were walking around with. I took a small sip squinting my eyes as I felt the alcohol in the drink.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about," his voice rang in my ears. "I think you should tell me now, you never contacted me after that."

I stood still looking around the large room. I looked up at the second floor that was filled with people, holding the glass with my index finger and my thumb, "I didn't?"

"Nope, at least," he paused, "not that I know of."

"Well, that's a bummer," I smiled to the ground. "I thought I had sent a DM to you, maybe it was a fake, or the internet." I took another sip leaving a red lipstick mark on the clear glass. "Let me tell you, I had a lot of fun."

"That makes two of us," he said clearing his throat. From the corner of my eye, I saw him drink a sip of the bottle he was holding. He licked his lips before opening his mouth to talk again, "Who's that guy? Like, are you guy's going to be a group or something?"

Before I could answer him in any way, a man in a black suit climbed onstage and tapped the microphone with the tip of his finger getting everybody's attention. I took a few steps forward so I could be facing the stage and Niall did the same beside me. I held my glass with both hands in front of me as I heard the man.

"It is now 11:59 everybody. We have all come such a long way here, from the bottom to the top, and I'd just like to say that this has really been a great year." The man gave a chuckle, "Look, I'm not really good with speeches but let the countdown begin for a new, great promising year!"

Behind the man was a large screen, that from afar, was being lighted from the projector. The number ten popped up on the screen. That's when everyone started. I started counting down glancing at Niall every few seconds.

10

9

8

7

6

5

4

3

2

He grabbed me by my shoulder and turning me to him. His face got closer to mine and I could feel his breath linger on my lips. Our lips touched and I could hear the fireworks going off. All I could hear was faded cheering from everybody and 'Happy New Years'. I backed away, as did he, and just... smiled. I licked my lips quickly before opening my mouth. I was speechless. 

"Happy New Years," he said smiling. I melted inside.

"Happy New Years," I repeated giving back a smile, and I just looked into his eyes smiling.

"Cindy Ella, come on, we're going home," I heard Lucy say next to me. I turned around quickly.

"What? Why?" I asked quietly. She looked around sighing, then looked back at a few people who were snickering.

"Because it's time to go," she grabbed my hand. 

I was in shock, I've never seen her like this, she was sounding like Isabel actually. I furrowed my eyebrows and just stood still. 

"C'mon Cindy," she said sounding exasperated. Her face was a mixture of worried and frustrated.

I took my mask off, "Do we really have to go?" I wasn't yelling, or acting upset, or being a whiny baby. I was just asking her.

"Yes Cindy, now hurry!" she pulled me quickly making me drop my mask that was in my other hand and almost falling on my heels. I followed her, seeing she already had my clutch in her hands, into the darkness outiside. I looked back behind the transparent doors to see Niall, standing clueless with my mask.

 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...