Story of my life

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"Do you believe in love at first sight? is it real? how can a person love someone on their first sight? how did HE fall in love with me? WHY did he liked me? i wonder is it because of my looks? or is he just playing around?" these are the thoughts Cynthia Bluebell has been having ever since she met Nial Horan, a boy in her class. she suspected that he has a crush on her. but soon, when his amazing talent of singing spreads through the world and got famous, people started to give death glares and threats to cynthia as she is the closest person to nial. will he be able to protect her while trying to keep up the rating of his fans? this story will make you thirsty for more. please do read and enjoy!

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12. Lies...

“What?!” Niall cried out. Others looked at me with concern. “That is awful! What are you going to do about it?” Zayn asked. “Well, if it doesn’t get better before the competition, they will give my place to someone else… I guess” I replied. Niall looked like as if he might catch on fire anytime! He was boiling with anger, because of Keith. To cool him down, I laid my sprained hand on his. He looked at me with sympathy. “It is alright Niall.” I told him. He smiled back, holding my hand gently. “You should take medicine for sprains and recover quickly! You can’t miss the competition!” Liz said. I smiled at her. “Your one caring friend I’ve got!” I mumbled. “So what are you going to tell mom when she sees your arm?” Louis asked. “She doesn’t know about Keith, does she?” “Well, she kind of knows. But I don’t give her the details about him. All she knows is that he is… kind of irritating me. That’s all. I am just going to tell her that I fell down and sprained my wrists.” I replied. “That is a bit odd, isn’t it?” Harry asked. “What do you mean?” Liam asked. “Well, people usually sprain their ankles after a fall, not the wrists.” He replied. Nobody said a word and stared at him straight faced. “What?! It is odd!” he said. Then, we couldn’t hold on much longer: we burst out laughing like mad.

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Niall’s POV:

Where is she? Did she come to school today? How I come I haven’t seen her? Where the heck did she go? These questions were whizzing through my mind as I walked through the corridors looking for Cynthia. There was only one way to determine if she came to school or not: go to her house and check. Plus, it is something I really don’t like to do as I am kind of scared of her mother. Also, how come I haven’t seen Liz today?! She might even know where Cynthia is!

Finally, I decided to visit Cynthia’s house and headed out of the school. On my way, I was stopped by Veronica. Oh man! Here comes trouble! “Hey Niall! Want to go to the new and expensive restaurant that just opened near the carnival? The view up there is great!” she said. “Sorry, but I am kind of busy right now.” I replied trying not to look at her as she was wearing the shortest mini skirt I’ve ever seen! I am sure even the slightest breeze can lift it up! What is she trying to do? Loose her dignity?  I thought. “But Niall! Come on! How can you ignore the hottest girl in school?? Come with me to my house at least! It will be fun!” she protested. WHAT? TO HER HOUSE? AM I SOMEONE WHO PLAYS DIRTY?? WHAT KIND OF GUY DOES SHE THINK I AM???!! I thought. “Not everyone think you’re hot. Definitely not me. Just because a person is hot and sexy doesn’t mean you should go with them where ever they take you. I don’t want anything bad to happen, okay?” I asked. She looked at me angrily and scoffed. “So you’re saying that the girl ‘Cynthia’ is way hotter than me?” she asked selfishly. She said the name ‘Cynthia’ as if it is a piece of rotten waste! “Actually, she is not hot.” I told her. “So you’re saying that I am hot?” she asked happily, posing a bit. “No, I am saying that Cynthia is not hot. She is beautiful!” I replied. Veronica’s face turned to a frown. Smiling to myself, I walked out of school.

That is definitely true. Hot and beautiful have big differences. Eager to see Cynthia’s face again, I quickly made my way to her house.

Cynthia’s POV:

I was lying on my stomach on the bed. I was holding the white stilettoes Niall bought me. Yes, I really do miss him. Even just one day without seeing him is like living in an empty world. School seems to be interesting ever since Niall came.

Slowly, I ran my finger on the pretty diamond decoration on the shoe. It looked so pretty when the light reflects on the small diamonds. The leather and fabric it was made in looked so white that sometimes I feel like looking at a shoe made out of white clean clouds! The white flower and ribbons were soft and strong. The heel looked clear and nice just like an icicle hanging from the roof in winter.

“You look like as if you want to date that shoe!” someone said behind me. I turned around to see the one and only boy with cute messy blond hair with handsome green eyes standing on the door way of my room. “Niall!” I gasped. “Happy to see me?” he asked smiling. Without saying a word, I ran up to him and hugged him. His ears went crimson! Then after a few seconds, I let go. “Wow! You really missed me that much?” he asked. I nodded laughing. Then, he handed over a bunch of books. “Homework.” He said. “Really? Such a caring person you are!” I replied laughing. “I heard that you are having a head ach so you didn’t come to school. Is that true?”  He asked. “Well, yeah. Kind of. How is your head?” I asked, reaching out and touching his forehead where Keith hurt him. “It is fine I guess.” He replied. “Ouch!” he cried out as I accidently touched the area where it was cut. “Oh! Sorry! Did that hurt a lot? I am so sorry!” I apologized. “It is ok! I am fine!” he replied, smiling.

“I think you should keep away from Keith a bit.” I told him as we sat down on the soft pink arm chairs in my room. “I think he should be the one to keep away from you!” Niall replied frowning. “He won’t! You know he is after me! I don’t think he is going to stop until he gets me!” I told him. “Not if I beat him first!” Niall blurted out. “What?” I asked. His cheeks and ears went red. “Uh… I mean… nothing!” he replied hesitating. “No, you just meant something!” I protested. But before Niall could reply, mom came in with a plate of chocolate chip cookies and placed it on the table in front of us. “Have something you two. How are you feeling honey?” mom asked me. “I am all better now! Thanks mom!” I replied cheerfully. “Oh, that is a relief then.” She replied looking at Niall, and then me. With that, she went away.

“At that time, in school, when Keith sprained my wrist, how did you know I was in trouble?” I asked. “The emergency bell.” He simply replied. “Huh?!” I was confused. “It is a bell in my head ever since I met you. It rings when you’re in trouble!” he explained. I giggled. “Really? There is a bell?” I asked. He smiled at me, burning his blue-green eyes at me. Suddenly, again that feeling came over me; my hands and feet were cold, I felt a sudden tightening in my chest, had a dreamy feeling. Okay, how come I keep feeling like that when I am around him? I think I actually am having feelings for him! Is it bad? What if mom finds out about it? Is she going to keep me away from him?!

NARRATOR:

Veronica wondered if she was in the right neighborhood. She was trying to find Cynthia’s house in order to get back at her even though she didn’t do anything. She was walking by when she saw Niall coming her way. She quickly hid behind a bush and kept hidden as she didn’t want him to know about this. But what is he doing in this neighborhood? Visiting Cynthia? She wondered. Fuming with anger and jealousy, she came out as Niall went away.

After walking for a while, she got to the right house. Hoping that Cynthia is in her room, she rang the bell. Mary, who was watching T.V, wondered who it was and answered the door. She was shocked to see the girl’s outfit that was waiting outside. By the looks of her, Mary knew she was one selfish girl with greedy attitudes and no manners at all, as she studied psychology in her younger ages. “Hello. Are you going to let me in?” she asked as if she was the boss there. “Alright! Come in.” Mary said.

“Are you Mrs. Bluebell?” she asked. “Why, yes. You are?” Mary asked. “I am Veronica. I’m here to tell you something about your daughter.” She said. Mary was surprised a bit. “Yes?” “Well, you know she went out to shop the day before yesterday, right?” she asked flipping back her hair. Show off! “Yes, what about it?” Mary asked curiously. “Actually, she did some things you don’t even know she did! As you know, she didn’t go to shop with that boy first. They went clubbing, actually!” she said. Mary was startled. “I am sorry but my daughter is not that kind of person!” Mary protested. “I don’t know what they did in there. But surely, when they came out, they said that they’ll do it again! I think they were drunk a bit too!” she continued. Mary was shocked, confused and angry at the same time! “Oh, and they planned to go out together!” she added. THEY PLANNED? Mary was shocked to hear that. For surely, she is going to punish her daughter. She didn’t care if she had to keep her locked home and home school her! This is going outrageous!

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