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10. P.D.A. (We Just Don't Care)


Niall Horan;

I was a fragile lad, still am in fact. There was always something in me that sought out approval from others and when I don't quite receive that I don't take it well. Maybe that's why I was persistent with Piper, because really, me having a liking towards her seemed out of the question. But then again it made me wonder, if her snaps and closed off persona was a defense mechanism.

Back in the day there was this lass who was shy and didn't like to talk to anyone, I figured it was because people were too judgmental of her always braided hair and glasses that tended to slip off her nose every few minutes but when I had tried to be nice to her she merely pushed me away (not literally though one time she nearly did). Turns out, the more I persisted the more she opened up to me – she told me then that she did that because she moves around a lot due to her father's job and she hated making new friends only to lose them repeatedly. She moved away four months later.

Maybe Piper was the same way; she acted this way to protect herself. And nothing will stop me from achieving the real Piper.

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My head is pounding the second I wake up, and the second I shift my position is when my back begins to ache, and the second I open my eyes I have to shut them due to the light flooded into my hotel room. I take a few moments to recover before stretching, something I do before forcing myself off the bed only this time the bed happened to be a lot smaller than I remembered which led me to falling off.

Groaning, I sit up and turn to my left to see that I hadn't slept on my (the hotel) bed but rather the couch. Curiosity jolts through me, why was I on the couch?

I then turn around towards the bed to see another figure snuggled up under the cotton sheets. My eyebrows furrow as I stand up, holding a hand to my head as the pounding heightens, even more so when I see the face of whom took over my bed for the night.

Piper Robinson.

"What the f*ck happened last night?"

Immediately I look for any signs of alcohol, which would be the only reason to my confusion (unless I was drugged or something), but only found a half full can of Sprite on the coffee table. I then tried to remember anything, just something because on what planet would Piper be in my hotel room? Certainly I didn't expect Earth.

Too focused on figuring this out I failed to notice that Piper had woken up and was now sat criss-cross on the bed. "This is a rare sight – you thinking."

I turn to her and to my surprise, she doesn't seem as confused about this situation as I am.

"That's not the only thing that's rare," I murmur rubbing my eyes with the palm of my hands. Curse whatever had led me to forgetting what happened because that seemed like a turning point in mine and Piper's relationship, which it could hardly be called.

Clearly not hearing me, she stays silent and rather gets off the bed to reveal that she was in one of my t-shirts and joggers. "So do you have any food besides leftover spaghetti from four days ago?"

"Uh, the breakfast bar might still be open downstairs," I say awkwardly, still startled from everything that was before me; Piper Robinson in my room, in my clothes, and acting as if this wasn't an out-of-place scenario.

"Awesome, let's go," she says slipping on what I assumed to be her shoes before walking out of the room.

I follow after her contemplating whether or not I should question what happened yesterday but decide against it the minute I catch up with her in the elevator because for the first time since I met her, she didn't seem guarded. She was at ease, humming along to the horrid elevator music and even sending me a pleasant smile when I make eye contact with her. I really wanted to know what happened to make her feel like this but maybe it'll come back to me. Hopefully.

"I smell bacon," Piper says the minute we enter the dining hall. She doesn't skip a beat on making her way towards the queue. I smile and follow behind her. "Fun fact, I can eat bacon every day for every meal and be absolutely content."

"I'm like that with chips," I say whilst picking up a plate.

"Cheddar and sour cream potato chips are my favourite."

I chuckle, watching as she piled bacon onto her plate. "No, not crisps. I mean chips, uh, fries is what you call them?"

She looks at me with raised eyebrows, amused, "When you're in the U.S. they're called fries, Niall. Don't bring your foreignness into my territory."

I smile and shake my head, finishing off my plate of breakfast before following Piper to a table. She immediately dives into her food, which consisted of two-thirds bacon and one-third eggs, with a sigh of content. I watch her until she catches my gaze, her movements coming to a halt.

"Do you always stare at people while they eat or am I just that lucky?" Despite her changed mood about me, her sarcasm never failed to make an appearance.

I cut off a piece of my pancake and toss it into my mouth. "You're just that lucky."

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"Let's go to the park, I wanna kiss you underneath the stars. Maybe we'll go too far. We just don't care, we just don't care, we just don't care."

Piper had left after breakfast, we made it back to my hotel room laughing over one of the worst jokes I had mustered up. She grabbed the dress she had supposedly worn last night and changed back into it despite my assurance that it was okay for her to take my clothes. Before she left, she had kissed my cheek and thanked me for yesterday.

Damn, if only I had remembered.

"We'll rendezvous out on the fire escape, I'd like to set off an alarm today. The love emergency don't make me wait. Just follow I'll lead you, I urgently need you." No doubt that this morning will go down as my favourite Piper memory, though maybe last night was better but I wouldn't know. She skips over the chorus. "Let's make love, let's go somewhere they might discover us, let's get lost in lust. We just don't care, we just don't care, we just don't care. I see you closing down the restaurant, let's sneak and do it when your boss is gone. Everybody's leaving we'll have some fun or maybe it's wrong but you're turning me on. Ooh, we'll take a visit to your Mama's house, creep to the bedroom while your Mama's out, maybe she'll hear it when we scream and shout and we'll keep rocking until she comes knocking."

The minute she's finished singing I decided to ask her.

"What happened last night?" I questioned cutting her off from thanking someone who had complimented her. Her eyes flicker to me for a brief moment before looking away and taking off her guitar.

"You don't remember?" She asks but something in her voice tells me that she already knew that information.  I don't say anything which makes her look up to me. "Nothing happened."

"Bullsh*t."

Piper narrows her eyes at me but doesn't comment further, she merely closes her case, picks it up and walks away from me. Well, f*ck. I just screwed that up.

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