Curiosity n.h

"Curiosity killed the cat" is a metaphor used to warn of the dangers of unnecessary investigation or experimentation. A less frequently-seen rejoinder to "curiosity killed the cat" is "but, satisfaction brought it back".[1]


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1. chapter one


 

Chapter one

 

 

I find it funny, how a girl like me ended up with someone like Niall.

 

His blonde hair, blue eyes and perfect jawline attracted me to him. But it was the way he presented himself that made me wanna know more, and being the curious person I am, I did just that.

 

"Who's that?" I looked over in the direction my friend was looking toward, my hair was whipped in my face causing me to choke a little. I tied to back and kept my eyes on the blonde boy I've never seen before. "He's got tattoos." Lyza says with a small gasp. My eyes look up and down and the boy winks at me.

I keep my eyes on him while he stands against the brick wall, his friends are laughing about something. "Go over there." Lyza pushes.

I look away quickly when my eyes meet his, but it doesn't last long. I'm a curious person and it makes me stare a lot. Starring at people doesn't phase me, I don't mean for it to come off rude but I shamelessly look people up and down, kind of like I am with this blonde boy right now. "Go over there." She says again, I look back over and notice the look on his face. Kind of like he's curious as to what I'm thinking about him.

I stand up from my spot on the bench and walk over, I hear Lyza say, "no fucking way." While I get stride over to the blonde haired boy.

He bites his lip when he sees me coming over to him, "like what you see?" He asked.

"Yes." I stated simply. I held my hand out to him, he scuffed at my actions. A Tall boy that stood beside him snickered at me, I looked up at him, having to squint my eyes because the sun. His hair was a brown curly mess and his eyes were a brilliant shade of green.

My attention was directed back when I noticed the blonde boy sticking his hand out, just like I had moments before. I scuffed at him, mimicking his reaction towards me. "Niall." He said laughing.

"Eve." I said slowly. "Are you new here," I blurted.

"Curious little girl aren't you?" Niall spoke.

"Yes, but I'm not a little girl. I'm 18." I scolded.

"Legal." The curled headed boy laughed, I raised an eyebrow at him. "I'm Harry, and yes he's new to the town but everyone knows him." Harry said it like I shouldn't have asked who Niall was, like I should automatically know who he Okay so,

"I've never seen him before." I rolled my eyes, "nether has my friend." They both looked over at the bench where Lyza was seated. Harry licked his lips, "she's taken." I said a little too quickly.

"That doesn't mean anything." Harry laughed. I looked at them both one last time before turning around and going to walk back to Lyza.

"Come to a party tonight!" I heard Niall's voice shout behind me. I turned back around and looked at him, he had just met me right now, why does he want me to come to a party already? "Please?" He asked, a smile forming on his face.

"Parties aren't my scene." I shook my head, last time I went to a party, I had a little too much to drink and ended up in the bathroom for the night, my head stuck in the toilet.

"I'll see you there." He winked and walked away.

It didn't bother me that he wanted me to come to a party; it bothered me knowing that I was defiantly going to go. I wanted to dig deep into Niall, and this was my chance.

 

HEY! So this is my second One Direction fanfiction, but my first on this site! I'm more of a wattpad writer ... But hey! We all need to try something different! Here's my first chapter! I'll do a book cover later when I get home, xxbella

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