I'm Cherish. I'm 16 years old and I'm like every other teenage girl. Except for one thing, every night at 12, demons takes over my body. It has controlled my entire life. It has scared away friends, boyfriends, and even my parents. I live alone in a small apartment in down town Cheshire, England. I have black hair and blue eyes. And the school I go to, I can't stand. No one knows my secret except for a few "friends".
Speaking of which, I'm off to that hell hole.
I'm Niall. A small Irish boy that moved here to live with my cousin, Harry Styles. We're off to school at the moment. I have quit a few friends. I play football and golf. "Hey! Niall!" All of my friends scream to me and push me around. Then all of a sudden I hit a small, fragile figure and we both hit the ground. I look over to see a small, thin girl laying on the ground gathering her stuff. "I'm so so so sorry. Here, let me help you,"
I look at her. She's so beautiful. But she doesn't seem like my type. She was wearing skinny jeans and a huge sweater. Worn out vans and a beanie. She has long black hair and the most beautiful blue eyes. "It's fine. Thanks," her voice is so kind. "Here ya go," I hand her her books. "Thanks again," she told me, gripped her beanie so it wouldn't fly of as she ran down the hall way. Woah.
Oh my god. I just rammed into Niall Horan. I feel like such an idiot. I don't want to be seen by him so I just run strait to my first class, honors Biology. As I'm sitting in the back of the room, keeping quiet, I hear the seat beside me scoot out from under the table. I hear a familiar voice say "Hey," I slowly look over. Shit!! I forgot that Niall was in this class! "hi" I say back and try to hide my face.
As I put my hand up to cover my face I feel his hand grab my arm and lower it. Then with my hair in my face he moves it away from in front of my face. "Why do you always try t hide your face? It's so beautiful," he tells me. The I look at him with shock an he smiles at me. I felt myself blush. Out of nervousness I bit my chapped lips. "Cherish, you're lips are so chapped. Here, use my chapped stick," he hands it to me. I slowly grab it. I slowly put some on. "Thanks," I say and smile at him.
"No problem," I tell her and smile back. I want to ask her on a date. I don't know when to ask her tho. "Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to go to a move with me sometime," ten she looked confuse. "Um...I don't know," her voice is so tiny. "It's ok, if you don't wanna just tell meh," I tell her. "I'll go, but I have to be home before 12," she informs me. "Why so early?" I ask her. "I can't be seen at 12," then I thought she was acting like very teenage girl. Worried about how she looks and stuff.
"C'mon babe. Just stay the night at my house. We won't go for a couple weeks so you get t know meh before we go," then she turns her chair to me and says, "Niall, I would love to go with you. But You can't see me at 12," then I start to get a little frustrated. "Why not?! Do you turn into a vampire? Or a Demond or someting?" Ten se froze. And 30 minutes before class is over she looks at me and a tear falls from her eye and says, "You have no idea," then walks out. What???