Niall Horan is the most popular boy in Westfield High School. When the new girl, Macie McCoy, arrives, Niall's view on girls completely changes. Will Macie let him into his life? Or will she just shun him out like every other guy that tried hooking up with her? This may seem like the cliché bad boy story, but let me tell you. It's not.


5. Chapter 5

Macie's POV

Niall and I held hands the whole way to my house. I kind of liked it. My past with boys wasn't the best, most back at my old town didn't treat me right. They had no idea how to treat a girl properly. But I don't know why I went for them in the first place. Probably because I was just so caught up in the moment of feeling wanted. But, hey, we live and we learn. But with Niall it felt safe. He gave me the sense that he wasn't going to hurt me, I liked it.

"Well, we're here." I unclasped my hand from Niall's, turning to face him. A faint smile plastered across his lips. "Thanks for walking me home," I finally spoke. "Yeah, no problem. I had a nice time tonight," he admitted. "Yeah," I smiled, "me too." So, what time is the party tomorrow?" I asked. His face grew a thinking look, "uhh I think about 8. I'll stop by around 7 so we can hang out a bit before the party," he smiled. "I'd like that."

Niall and I stood in front of my house for a moment before a feeling both came over us. A sudden sense that he was going to kiss me filled the air. His head leaned in a little closer, while I, being short, had to stand on my tip-toes a bit. Our breaths hitting each other's faces. Niall parted his lips, just as he was about to kiss me, the front door to my house shot open. "MACIE JANELLE MCCOY." my mom shouted. "Shit," I mumbled, closing my eyes shut from embarrassment. "I'll see you tomorrow, Macie," Niall said. He gave me a weak smile, waving slightly as he walked away. "Moooom!," I whined, "way to ruin a perfect moment." With that, I stormed off heading up to my room.


The night went on. I was so glad my first day was on a Friday, so I had the weekend to get used to everything. Seems kind of pointless, I know. But if I didn't, I wouldn't have had the day I had. Which was perfect up until my mom ruined it. I heard a knock at my bedroom door. "Macie?" a soft whimper came from my door. "What?" I snapped. My mom walks in with a look as if she's sorry. I rolled my eyes slightly at her presence. "I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to ruin your little moment. I don't know what came across me." "It's fine," I sighed. "I feel really bad I just kind of made him leave. Will you ever see that boy again?" she asked with eagerness. My lips grew a small smile. "I'll take that as a yes," she chuckled. I nodded my head yes. "Really? When?" She sounded like a teenage girl, it was quite funny. I smiled widely, "tomorrow. He's picking me up for a party." "Ooooo. Get some, girl," she teased. "Mom," I said behind my teeth." 'Sorry' she mouthed. "So tell me all about him." I became really excited at the fact that I get to talk about Niall. Was I falling for him? Possibly. "Okay, so, his name is Niall. He's in my grade. As you can tell he is quite the looker. He's really nice. I can be myself around him," I practically bragged. My mom seemed really happy for me, she was, "awwww, I'm happy for you, darling. I can't wait to properly meet him tomorrow night." We sat there in a small amount of silence, "well I'll let you rest up for your party tomorrow," she winked. I laughed," haha thanks, mom. Goodnight." "Goodnight."

I crawled into bed, replaying the moment where I almost kissed Niall. Things were moving kind of fast with him. What am I even saying, we're not even dating. I hope to date him. I also hope for that kiss that was supposed to happen. I pull the covers up, just so my head is exposed. I drift into a slumber, thinking about Niall. What else?


Niall's POV

I came so close to kissing Macie earlier. I wished it would have happened, the moment was kind of perfect. The sun was just setting and there was a light breeze, but then her mom came. I'm sure she didn't do it on purpose, mom's can be protective sometimes, specially her daughter and boys. I hope that tomorrow night there is a more perfect moment where I could get that kiss. Why do I want to kiss her so badly? Am I falling for her? Possibly. I head over to my bed wraping myself in the covers. My eyes close with one thought on my mind. Macie.

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