It was a week after I fainted. I don't know why I told him I liked him then, I did though. He was everything I could think about, the only thing that mattered to me. He was the thing I was willing to live for, but when he left, I knew I wouldn't hold on very long. Yet I did, three years longer, and now I think it's time. but I just think I'm scared. Scared to die, scared to leave my life, scared to know if there is more. More then living on earth.
"Are you alright?" The dumb voice of Elle asked. I hate her, maybe it is just that I'm jealous. That she is perfect, had a perfect life.
"Yeah." I grumbled. Not that I'm going to be nice to her because she's Niall's girlfriend.
"I'm not, you wane know why?" she sighed. Way to dramatic may I add. I wanted to scream right now.
"Well tell me." I say with fake interest. I could've say that with sarcasm but I didn't. This is me being nice yes.
"I think Niall likes someone." I looked at her sheepishly. That's not what I needed to hear. Yes I may have a crush on him and this doesn't make it better.
"That's why he is dating you, love." I say in a dhu tone. And she shot me a glare. Well she was just too obvious.
"No I mean someone besides me..." She bit her lip. Really how did Niall find her. He's too good for her, I'm too and I know that. No need to scream it at my face right now.
"Elle, I don't think he would do that. But do want me to talk to him?" I say in a childish way, but she doesn't seems to notice and just nodded.
"Thanks Carm, you're a real friends." She hugged me awkwardly. I chuckled at her. She was a bitch first, now I'm not sure. Maybe she was just jealous that there was another woman in his life.
"I am going to him right now." I smiled, and pushed myself off from the couch we sat on.
"NIALL?" I screamed. I heard a muffled noise from upstairs, I walked to the room it came from. But I could only guess. Because you know, it was a muffled voice.
I quietly opened it, and Niall sat on a bed, I suppose it was his. So I was right. I have inhumanly ear senses.
"Niall?" I whispered, he turned around and looked at me as his smile grew. Because he already had a smile so it only grew.
"Are you alright?" I asked as I walked over towards his bed, and sat on the edge. I sat closer to him making the bed dip in and out making Niall on his side almost bubbling off.
"Yeah why wouldn't I." he frowned.
"Just checking." I winked, and then laughed. Wow smooth, Carmen, so smooth. Wait I am smooth.
"So you and Harry are an item?" he asked, looking down at his feet. Feet aren't as interesting as me. Just kidding, haha no.
"No." I giggled.
"But you want to." Niall looked up from his feet, and I was more interesting as feet, heck ya.
"No, but why would you care." I smirked playfully. His eyes grew wide, and he looked away, to his feet. Again with the feet.
"Are you feet really that interesting?" I blurted out god I shouldn't have said that. Keep your thoughts to yourself.
"No." he grumbled, but he didn't look up.
"So who do you like." I asked smoothly. Haha no totally not. Yes, yes totally yes. Of course I'm smooth, Carmen don't have those thoughts.
"Uhm obviously, Elle." He looked up from his feet, and again I was more interesting. Why did he switch again.
"Is it that obviously?" he asked with a pained expression. Yes I had him on the spot, just like he had me every single time.
"No, Elle told me. And the good 'friend' I am, I asked you about it." I said, and wrapped an arm around Niall. But he pulled back, what kind of pained me.
"Ow, sorry. Please don't tell her." he says not very convincing, not convincing at all. cue dramatic look
"If you tell me who you like." I asked cheekily. I wanted to know, but only so I could envy that person. Well in that position I don't. Yet I'm like really curious so I wanted to know.
"I'm not going to tell you, and I think it's only a crush, I will get over it soon." He focused his attention back on his feet. Urgh.
"Please Ni." I pleaded. He chuckled lightly but shook his head.
"Nope, not even for you." he pecked my cheek, what made them grow hot. I looked up at Niall. His cheeks were red too. I bowed my head, and stood up without saying goodbye and then I was out of the door.
What you do to me Niall isn't healthy.