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I'm your average girl, moody teenager, everyone knows me. Except they think I'm a murderer. It's not true, of course, but does that matter? Not to them; they hate me, but I survive. But it isn't until a certain band member- with the name of Niall James Horan- comes to town that my world really spins. What will happen to me? That's for me to know, and me to tell. See you around.

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24. My Turn

"I'm so glad you're back, Liy!" Kinz screamed for the fifth time since we got to Nialls' house.

"Again, that makes the two of us! You can stop trying to blast my eardrums now." I smiled at her.

"I know, you just scared me." She tackled me in a hug, which caused me to topple backwards. This, of course, caused a ripple of pain through my leg that I decided to ignore. We were laughing on the floor when the rest of our friends walked in, holding glasses of water.

"Oye, no fights now!" Louis joked, setting his water down and plopped on the couch. We stifled our laughter as we got back up, but only then did I realize how tired I was.

"Well, then I guess im'ma go to sleep now," I stated, starting to retreat up the stairs. I heard a chorus of 'good nights' and other remarks from the bunch as I limped up the stairs. Opening the door to my room, I walked to the bathroom to change out of my clothes and into PJ's. Careful to watch my leg, I was successful and I was soon pulling away the covers on my bed that suddenly felt very majestic. All I could do was slowly sit down before there was a knock on the door. I said a word and in he was, Niall.

"What's up?" I asked, motioning for him to sit on the bed next to me. He walked in as I did so and sat, handing a bottle of water to me.

"Thought I'd bring you one in case you got thirsty so you wouldn't need to get up." I was surprised as I took the bottle from him gratefully.

"Well, thank you." I smiled at him as I sat the water bottle on my nightstand.

"Of course." He paused. "I just can't believe you're back." He hugged me tightly, and I hugged him back, burying my head in his neck. Pulling away, I said:

"Neither could I. I mean, no one believed I would die more than I did. He sure was capable." I motioned to my leg. He but his lip.

"Yeah, I noticed." Said he, rubbing the back if his neck.

"Anyway," he continued, "I wanted to sing you something... I don't really know why, just thought a song would fit now." He smiled, bringing his guitar from the hallway and sitting back down. I tilted my head, an Idea ready.

"Would you mind if I played a song? I mean you usually do and-" He stopped me.

"You don't have to defend yourself," he slightly laughed. "Here, I do always sing to you." I smiled as I grabbed the guitar and put it in place. This was way better than having someone sing to you. I mean, I love it, but I feel too awkward. I don't know. Deciding to sing "New Perspective" by Panic! At The Disco, I started strumming the chords.

I feel the salty waves come in

I feel them crash against my skin

And I smile as I respire because I know they'll never win.

There's a haze above my TV

That changes everything I see.

And maybe if I continue watching

I'll lose the traits that worry me.

Can we fast-forward 'till you go down on me?

Stop there and let me correct it

I wanna live a life from a new perspective.

You come along because I love your face,

And I'll admire your expensive taste,

And who cares for Divine intervention

I wanna be praised from a new perspective.

But leaving now would be a good idea

So catch me up on getting out of here.

Can we fast-forward 'till you go down on me?

Taking everything for granted but we still respect the time.

We move along with some new passion knowing everything

And I would wait and watch the hours fall in a hundred separate lines

But I regain repose and wondered how I ended up inside.

Can we fast-forward 'till you go down on me?

Stop there and let me correct it

I wanna live life from a new perspective.

You come along because I love your face

And I'll admire your expensive taste.

And who cares about Divine intervention

I wanna be praised from a new perspective.

But leaving now would be a good ideA,

So catch me up on getting out of here

More to the point, I need to show

How much I can come and go

Other plans fell through

And put a heavy load on you

I know there's no more that need be said

When I'm inching through your bed

Take a look around instead and watch me go.

Stop there and let me correct it

I wanna live life from a new perspective

You come along because I love your face

And I'll admire your expensive taste.

And who cares about Divine intervention

I wanna be praised from a new perspective

But leaving now would be a good idea

So catch me up on getting out of here.

It's not fair, just let me perfect it

Don't wanna love a life that was comprehensive,

'Cause seeing clear would be a bad idea

Now catch me up on getting out of here

So catch me up on getting out of here

Can we fast-forward 'till you go down on me?

Can we fast-forward 'till you go down?

All it took was one look from him to tell I had made the right choice. I wish I would be able to sing to him again.

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