Fallen Angel


4. Three

I got home to the house being empty. And by empty I mean no one was home. That was weird. I didn't recall anyone telling me I'll be alone in the afternoon today. But I wasn't going to complain. I quickly hung my coat in the closet and took off my shoes and went into the kitchen. I found a sticky note stuck to the fridge. It read: We went to Dylan's parent-teacher conference. We'll be back around seven. Also, Bobby and Maura will come over for dinner tonight, including the boys, so it would be great if you set everything on the table. I made most of the food, so you can just put everything on the table. All I need you to make is the pasta. Love, mom. Great. Just great. This meant that Niall would be here, and I somehow knew he would be giving me the cold eye all evening. I guess I'll just have to try to ignore him. Also, weren't Maura and Bobby divorced? Why were they coming to dinner on the same night? I looked at the time. It was a few minutes past five, so I had plenty of time to get ready. After washing my hands, I began to prepare the pasta. While it was cooking, I began to set up the table with plates, eating utensils and whatever food my mother already prepared. By the time everything was ready-- including the pasta-- it was six fifty-three. They should be home any time soon. I went to my room and took out To Kill a Mockingbird. A book should get me relaxed. It usually always does. I've read this book too many times to count. I fell in love with it in middle school. After working at Bobby's, I had to go to school, which was hard today. I had three exams this afternoon in a row. Then I had work at the diner, but my boss told me I only had to work one hour because someone was coming in to train for the morning. I was totally fine with that, I was so exhausted. I heard the door open and shut outside my room around seven ten. I walked out to see my family taking off their coats and hanging up the jackets of our visitors. There were Bobby and Maura, smiling and thanking my parents, and then there were Niall and Greg. Greg looked shy and stood away from everyone else on one side, and Niall was expressionless and stood away from everyone on the other. "Hi," I said as I awkwardly stood outside my room. "Hey, Robin," Bobby replied. "How was school?" "Three exams. Other than that, fine, I guess." "Robin, I haven't seen you for a while," Maura stated as she came over and hugged me. "I'm guessing work and your studies have gotten you tied up, huh?" "You have no idea," I told her with a smile. "Alright, everyone," my mom cut in, "let's all get to the table before the food gets cold." Everyone follows her to the dining area where everything is on the table. We all took our seat and began to eat when mom told everyone to dig in. "Robin, I'm sure you've already met Niall," Bobby said. "I have," I answered with a fake smile. "I hope you two become good friends," Maura added. "Yeah, you guys have a lot in common," Bobby noted. "I'm pretty sure you'll like each other's company." It sounds like they are trying to get us together. What could I have in common with some demon killing freak whose arms are all covered in tattoos? Now, don't get me wrong. I love his tats, but honestly, I think the whole demon thing is just peculiar. I hoped that it was just some code for something and that this family did not turn out to be some psychotic bunch. The adults began to talk about their work and what not. My biggest wish was that these conversations didn't turn into talks about politics. I'd rather be sitting through a soap opera marathon that listen to those. In the middle of dinner my phone rang, blasting Eric Clapton's Layla. I quickly excused myself. On my way from the table, I saw Niall's facial expression. He was smiling. Actually, it was more of a smirk. I ignored it and stepped out onto the balcony, taking the call from Adam. "Hello," I answered. "Hey, Robin," Adam's voice sounded from the other side. "What's up?" "I'm having dinner. You?" "Oh, I was actually hoping that maybe we'd go out somewhere tonight. I guess I called too late." "It's okay, Adam," I assured him. "Maybe tomorrow." "Okay. Where do you—" "Listen, I have to get back to dinner. We have guests over." "Oh, who's over?" "You probably don't know them. Don't worry about it. I have to go. Bye, Adam." I hung up before he got the chance to ask me another question. I hated it when you told people you had to go, but they kept on talking. I loved Adam, but sometimes he just couldn't shut his mouth. I was about to go back to the dinner table when Niall scared the hell out of me. Not purposefully. The was just standing there, smoking a cigarette. He was surprised at my reaction when I saw him. "Jesus Christ," I muttered. "What, never seen a guy smoking before?" Niall joked, letting out a small chuckle. "No, it's not that, sorry," I said. "I just didn't hear you." "I like the ring tone you have there." "You're a Clapton fan?" "Yeah. Classic rock is life." I could relate to that. There was a small silent gap as we just stood there. Then he said, "So, uh, about earlier today." "What about it?" I hoped he didn't bring up his conversation with Bobby. I really didn't want to talk about it. But of course, that's not going to happen. "I know you heard the conversation with Bobby," Niall stated. "What conversation?" I lied. "Don't lie. I know you heard it. Whatever you heard, just do us both a favor and forget it. I don't want you to get curious and end up in a bad situation." "About the demons? Don't worry, I don't pretend there are some supernatural creatures on this planet anyway." Okay, that was kind of rude. Jesus, Robin, why are you such a dumbass? "Okay then," Niall said. He didn't even feel hurt or mad. So they were just imaginations? Well, I guess I didn't need to worry about anything. There was another awkward pause. I decided to break it this time. "I'm, uh, I'm gonna go back now. I need to help my mom with the table." "Okay," Niall said. "If anyone asks, I'll be there in a moment." "Okay," I replied. I went back to the table where my mom was already carrying everything away for tea. I quickly help her. I don't want her to snap at me. I'm not really in the mood for that today. As I brought the last of what was on the table into the kitchen, my mother asked, "So, how Niall nice?" "Yeah, I guess," I responded. "He really is a great guy. It's really worth getting to know him." "No offense mom," I said, "but I swear it feels like you and dad and the Horans want us to marry and have a boy and a girl named Timmy and Kelly." "What?" my mother inquired. "No one ever said that." "But that's what it feels like to me," I uttered. "Don't worry, Robin. I won't be forcing you to do that. Now just help me set up for tea." I obeyed. Though I still thought about how that could be their secret plan. The rest of the night Niall and I didn't really talk. I would only catch him looking at me a few times, but that was really it. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• The next day went by like a blur. It was the weekend and I had to tutor kids in algebra. I really liked this job because I got to work with kids and figure out how their brains work. Algebra had always been one of my strongest subjects, so I never really had any trouble with teaching it. Later in the day I got a call from Adam. He asked me if I would've liked to get dinner with him that night, and I agreed. I needed to relax, so why not go out? I decided on wearing a black pant romper and small heels. I was never one for those really high heels, I don't even know how to walk in them. I finished off with a bit of makeup and my usual moon pendant. I got it from my grandma when I was about ten. I put my hair into a high ponytail. Adam was taking me to some Japanese cuisine in the city. I loved Japanese food, so I was fine with it, especially because I loved the city most at night. He picked me up at seven. It was so hard to have my mom agree to this, but with the help of my dad, she let me go. When I walked out of the building I saw his blue Hyundai Genesis Coupe, waiting for me right at the front. He told me it took him forever to save up for it. Of course, I helped him get it. "Hey," I greeted him when I got in the passenger seat. "Hi," Adam replied. "So, Japanese?" "Yep, let's roll." We drove off into the night in his blue sports car. The bright city lights came into view as we entered the city. It was beautiful. The only thing I didn't like about the city was the traffic. Other than that, all was good. It was as if Adam knew by heart where he was bringing me. Of course he did, because if not why would he invite me here? When we arrived Adam went around opening the car door for me and even opened the restaurant door. We stopped at the host as he found our names and brought us over to the table Adam reserved for tonight. The place was great. There were so many people here enjoying their food as they talked to the people that were with them. The atmosphere was light and happy. I liked it here. "So, how was your day?" Adam asked me as I picked up the menu. "It was quick," I told him. "Tutoring isn't so strenuous." "So I heard you will only be working evening shifts at the diner." "Yeah. The diner doesn't really pay much, so my dad found another job for me at his friend's place." I decided to leave out the part where I've worked there before. "Oh, that's nice. At least I still get to see you," he said. I blushed at his words behind the menu. I really liked Adam. I have ever since I got to know him as a person. "I think I'll have the shrimp tempura and Boston roll," I said, trying to change the subject before I said something stupid. "Alright, let me call the waiter over." Adam called him over and ordered for us. The waiter wrote our order down and left to give it to the kitchen. While we waited for the food Adam tried to make conversation. "So, how is college going?" he asked. "Alright, I guess," I answered. "I had three exams in a row yesterday. That was horrendous." "Yeah, I can only imagine." "You go to St. John's University, right?" I questioned. "Yes," Adam replied. "Right now we are required to come in wearing scrubs instead of our regular clothing." "Really? That's so cool." "Yeah, but sometimes it gets annoying. It's like wearing uniforms to grade school." "Oh, then never mind." We both laughed. Damn, he was so cute. The way he laughed made my heart patter harder, and the way his grey eyes sparkled in the light made my insides turn. I felt like my blood got warmer whenever he was around, making it evident in my cheeks. I've known Adam since I began working in the diner. He was always so sweet and understanding towards me. I knew so much about him, and he knew so much about me. Whenever my mom got me as mad as a bull I would go to him and he would let me spill my words out to him. He would listen, no matter how annoying I was. And I would do the same for him. We were always there for each other. While we waited for our food Adam and I discussed work and school and what not. He would crack these stupid jokes and I would laugh at them. When the food finally came I got so excited. Adam laughed and told me I was such a child. "I'm not a child," I protested. "I'm just hungry, that's all." "Whatever," he chuckled. "Do you want to order dessert after this?" "Of course! Can we order ice cream?" "See? You are a child." "Whatever," I giggled with a roll of my eyes. We finished our sushi rolls and continued on to dessert. We both ordered green tea ice cream and jasmine tea. It was great, to be honest. This was the best night of my life. I thought things couldn't get better until Adam began to lean in. He was going to kiss me. I thought I was going to faint. But then... Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a familiar blond boy standing outside the cuisine, looking inside over to my table. Niall was standing there, staring at me and Adam wide-eyed. Before Adam saw him I quickly excused myself from the table, quickly making my way over to Niall. "What the hell are you doing?" I interrogated. "How did you find me?" "Who is that with you?" Niall asked. "I asked first. What's going on?" "That guy you're with, he's not safe." "What? What do you mean not safe?" I whisper-yelled. "He's just not, okay?" Niall said. "Get out of here. As soon as you can. Go back there and tell him your dad is here to pick you up because something happened and come with me." "No! I'm not going anywhere. Especially not until you tell me what's going on." Niall sighed deeply. "You won't believe me anyways. The least you can do right now is just do what I said." "No," I snapped. "Not happening. Just leave." I turned to walk back inside when I heard, "Don't say I never warned you." I shrugged off his words and walked back to the table where Adam waited. "Where'd you go?" Adam asked. "I was scared you ditched me." "You know I would never ditch you, Adam," I assured him. "So, where were we?" He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine, gently kissing me. After a few seconds, he pulled away and smiled adorably before going in for another kiss. This time, one hand cupped my jaw and the other went around the small of my back. This was honestly amazing. I kissed him back smiling against his lips. He playfully bit my lip and whispered, "Why don't we go back to my place to finish what we started?" "I can't," I told him. Oh, how that hurt. "I need to be back before ten. Mom's words." He sighed and said, "Okay, maybe next time?" "Maybe," I playfully replied. He asked the waiter for the check and paid. We went back to his car and he drove me home. Of course, he went in for another make-out session when we arrived, and I didn't decline. It was only nine forty- three, we had plenty of time. By the time, I had to leave we were breathing heavily, our chests rising up and down quickly. As I said my goodbyes to Adam, Bobby walked out of the building. Adam saw him, and I swear I saw his eyes change color to a pitch black for a few seconds. I swear it. I knew it was the dark, but the darkness was not playing tricks on me. I'm sure of it. My heart began to beat even harder against my chest, threatening to jump out of my rib cage at any moment. I slammed the car door and quickly made my way to the lobby after saying hi to Bobby. The second I walked into the house I made a beeline for my room when I announced I was home. "How was dinner, hun?" my mom asked. "It was great, mom." I slammed my door and pulled my blinds down. Whatever was happening, I didn't know what the hell it was. All I knew was that I couldn't wait to talk to Niall tomorrow morning. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Hey, you guys:) How do you like the story so far? I hope you don't hate it. Add this to your library so you know when the next update it! Don't forget to vote, comment, and share! Smell ya later, bitches ;) Sophie
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