I couldn't believe Niall, Prince of the Vampires, a boy that kills humans, is kissing me! I felt myself burning. I couldn't hold in my blush. I put my fingers in his soft, fluffy blond hair while he had his hands on my waist. I couldn't believe that I was having my first kiss with a vampire that has royal blood in him. People would've gotten scared and run away from him, but me. I stayed with him.
'His lips,' I thought, 'Are so soft and warm.'
I never had my first kiss because you know, everyone would go for either girls that showed their boobs and ass or the "popular, pretty" ones that aren't even pretty. To all of the boys, I was known as one of the ugly ones. Yes I know I'm not that kind of girl that would wear skinny jeans all the time with a crop top. I'm that girl that wears sweats with any kind of T-shirt.
'Niall cared about personality,' I thought, 'Not looks.'
Slowly, our lips were separating. I looked up to Niall to see him, smiling big with his teeth. He's so beautiful! His red eyes were shining so bright, it was gorgeous. Words cannot describe how much I love him. I love him more than my crush. He still had his hands on my waist.
"Since I broke up with my ex," Niall said, "I never had a kiss like that."
"I never had a kiss at all before this," I said.
"Why not?" He asked.
"People thought I was ugly and was never going to get a boyfriend," I said.
"Those people are wrong," Niall said, holding me.
"Everyone that I crushed on," I said, hugging him, "Either had other crushes or didn't like me."
"Those crushes," Niall said, "Are the biggest idiots in the world."
I looked to him.
"They just lost a perfect girl that is you," Niall continued with a smile.
I smiled more and hugged him tighter. He always knows what to say to make a girl smile. Whoever his parents are, they taught him very well unlike other boys. Boys at my school think they'll get any girl with their attitude. But, they won't.
"My mum always told me and Greg," Niall smiled, "Always keep the girl happy, no matter what."
"Your mom sounds lovely," I smiled.
"She was," Niall smiled, "She was the sweetest women alive. I would never ask for a replacement."
*Hours pass and it's 6:00pm*
I couldn't stop chatting with Niall about his life in the past. It was so interesting. I wish I was royalty so I can make every bully kiss my royal ass. I always wanted to get revenge on the bullies, but didn't because I'm smarter than that.
"Now," He smiled, "What about your past?"
"It's nothing important really," I smiled.
"Really?" A voice said.
I turned to it. It was Derek!
"Why you here?" I said.
"Because," He smiled evilly, "To torture you!"
I gasped. He flew the bar door open and walked towards me. I held onto Niall tightly as he held me. I watched him walk closer and closer to us. Then, Derek pushed Niall away from me and him, causing him to hit a wall and fall unconscious.
"Niall!" I yelled.
I was about to run to him, but Derek grabbed me by my neck and lifted me high from the ground. I struggled as hard as I can to escape his grip on my neck. His grip was so tight that it left a red mark around my neck.
"You won't escape," Derek said as he was walking away with me, "Soon, you'll be my Queen."
"Over my dead body," I said, barely having a voice because of his grip.
He just laughed as we walked into the shadows, away from the dusty cell room into a room full of bright lighting. Where are we?