Live While We're Young

Layla, an 18-year-old dancer and her best friend, Addison moved to London. After their first day of college Layla became friends with a boy named Harry. What she didn't know was that he would only cause a chain reaction of dramatic events.

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9. Making a Move

~Niall's P.O.V~

If I wanted Layla I would have to make a move before Harry. I could feel my heartbeat quicken as I tapped her shoulder getting her attention. She looked up at me from her plate making my breath hitch in my throat, her eyes were so beautiful. She was beautiful, so small, so fragile, how could Harry hurt her like that? I would never cause her any pain. "Layla, I was wondering if you would like to come over tonight." I asked. "To hang out, that is." I quickly added seeing the discomfort in her eyes. 

She smiled, "Sure!" she gave an uneasy look at Addison. "I'm sure things might be awkward if I stay with Addy."

I chuckled sitting down next to her.

~Layla's P.O.V~

I laughed a bit at Niall's corny jokes, I found his attempt to cheer me up cute, but I still couldn't shake the memories of Addison moaning under Harry's touch. I dropped my fork causing a loud clack, I had lost my appetite. Niall looked at me worryingly before grabbing my small hands into his, looking deeply into my eyes. "I would never hurt you." He whispered.

I leaned in and kissed his cheek letting him know I trusted him. I could feel his hands tense up when my lips touched his skin. I chuckled at his shyness before I withdrew looking into his blue eyes. For the rest of the lunch my small hand was clasped into his larger one.

At the end of the day Niall drove me to his flat, I didn't even bother to tell Addison. When we arrived to his flat he got out of the range rover and jogged over to my side where he opened the door for me. I accepted his hand he had extended for me and I hopped out. He shut the door behind us and ushered me to the front door. He fumbled with his keys a bit before finally unlocking the door, I could tell he was nervous. I looked up into his eyes before whispering, "Calm down, it's just me." I smiled.

He laughed a little before sighing, "It's just because," He hesitated, "I've never had a girl come into my flat before."

I smiled, "Don't worry, it'll be fun!"

 

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