Getting even

My name is Tracey. I have moved to England from Atlanta. Back in Georgia I was the toughest girl in school. I kept everything under control. Fights, arguments, etc. but in England it's a whole new world. A whole new atmosphere. The bully there is none other than zayn Malik one direction. Popular kid yup. Gets in too many fights. Every day I see the kid shoving them up their own lockers. But I have a major crush on him. Should I fight? Or should I fall?


15. Cold as Ice

"Who was that?" Katie asked. "Oh, no one. No one other than ZAYN MALIK!" I nearly screed my head off. "And his buddy, Niall Horan." I grabbed her arm and we both rushed out of the movie theater. "I have been trying to stay away from these assholes my entire life! I can't believe their still after me. God help me." "I'm sorry, did you say something?" Dammit. Arms wrapped around my waist. "!" I managed to yell. "Watch your language, love", Niall said. I struggled in his arms. His hand traced my waist line. I stopped moving. I suddenly began to feel tired, like I would black-out any moment. "Niall, I think I'm going to-" I fell, right into his arms. Why a flashback now?

I was in Niall's arms. My head was laid on his chest. I was crying. "Love, don't cry." He said. I knew what this was, now. This was after my break-up with Zayn. I sat up like I knew what I was doing and stared into his beautiful eyes. You see, whenever you look into Niall's eyes, it feels like you're melting in them. They relax you, make you want to sleep forever. That's what I did love about Niall. But I didn't know if any part of his old self was still actually there, or he just turned as cold as ice, just like Zayn. I could never forgive Zayn. But maybe I could forgive Niall. Convince him that Zayn was an ass. "Niall, Zayn's coming, what should I do?" 

I woke up in a soft bed. I was under so many covers, but that couldn't melt the ice inside me. "Niall?" I asked. "I'm here, love." He actually sounded like his old self again. "Someone's finally completely woken up." I sighed. "Come here. I want to see you're eyes." There was a pause. Then footsteps. I sat up and stared into those amazing eyes. "Are you okay?" He placed his hand on my forehead. "Wow, you're cold. Come here." I sat in his lap. "I'm so tired." I said against his chest. "Then go to sleep." He said in a comforting voice. I closed my eyes, but before I could fall asleep, I said something that I never thought I'd say ever again. "Niall?" I said. "Yes, love?" He said. "I love you." I looked up at his face. Shock. "I love you, too." "Don't tell Zayn!" I whispered. He held me tighter against him. "I won't." And I was out again.



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