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Chapter 9 ✔

Niall's POV:

Her beautiful, long brown hair fell down on the pillow underneath her head. She was snoring lightly, which I think was really cute, sleeping under pink flowers and red hearts. She was so beautiful and breathtaking.

I thought about that dream last night, while I grabbed some of my best clothes I had in our tour bus. Ironically my hair seemed to look somehow quiet good this morning. I decided to take a shower but I wouldn't make my hair wet, since it stayed in place so nice. That was akward, my hair was always looking messy. Maybe... It was because I slept so well.

She was sort of calming me down. It took me by surprise that she came back into my dreams. First it was all black, but suddenly closed my eyes and she appeared at once. 

The show in Birmingham was amazing. All the fans. The boys and ... Somehow her face was on every single fan in the crowd. It was totally creepy. But there was something that bothered me of that scene, because she was beautiful. She was such a lovely girl. She was literally involved in every single dream of mine. 

But I knew... I'd never be able to tell her the way I felt about her. I had to know more about her before I could tell her. But even if I'd know more about her,...

We wont ever be more than just friends.

I stared at the reflection infront of me.

'Niall is that a sad face?!' I asked myself, trying to smile. But I couldn't distract myself...the barrier between us made me mad. And I couldn't smile while thinking about it...

We texted for about two weeks and I just hoped that she's going to be a good friend...

Grace POV:

I didn't know why, but I hung up my posters again last night. I couldn't sleep without them. Without these deep, blue eyes, which were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. Prettier than the bluest sky and the clearest ocean.

I promised myself I'd take them off before Niall would enter my room, so I wouldn't embarrass myself.

But I slept fine and that's what counted.

*** 

I put my skinny blue jeans on and a beige tank top. My hair was falling in waves down over my left shoulder.

I had never been that kind of girl who was looking like a doll. I kept my make up nude and natural. Mascara and Lipgloss. I didn't even need rouge 'cause I was blushing and then my cheeks were looking like tomatos.

I still couldn't believe it was Niall, who was just going to meet me that evening. I was just a fan of his and the whole band. I liked their music and how funny they were.

I'm dreaming all this stuff. This can't happen!

What should I do if he just wants to be in a friendship ?! - I thought, while staring at the face in front of me, travelling down the smooth paper with my fingers. Maybe I looked like a freak, but those posters...they helped me to fall asleep, as crazy as it sounds. 

I just hoped he wont let me down.

*** 

The doorbell rang and I made my way down the hallway. I peered through the thick glasses and saw him standing there... My heart was thumping against my chest and the heat in my cheeks increased. It was really him, it was Niall the-freaking-heck-Horan. He stood practically right in front of me if the door had not been between us. My hands were shaking as I opened the door, trying to calm down and smiling at him.

Wow. He looks amazing.

Beautiful hair,  clothes, face, smirk...

And ... his eyes. They were as beautiful as I espected them to be. 

I shivered.

 They might looked even better than on my posters.

SHIT!

THE POSTERS!!!

"Hi," He said and hugged me tightly.

"Hey! Uhm excuse me for one second?!" I said after leading him to my room's door. "Just wait here," I was still blushing everytime his eyes met mine.

I closed the door behind me and ran towards my bed, carefully taking the posters down my walls and hiding them under my bed. He wont find them there

"You can come in now," Maybe it wasn't a good choice to have our first date at home, but going out in public would have made it even worse. 

I opened the door as I saw a confused expression on his face.

"Uhm, thanks," He mumbled, blushing.

Thank you god. I'm not the only person in the world with those habits.

The red made a quite good contrast to his blue eyes, they were standing out even more. He then entered the room looking around.

"You can sit down on my bed if you want to," I suggested. 

"Thanks," He said sitting down. "Nice hood," 

I laughed shyly. "You want something to drink?" I asked, fiddling with my fingers.

"Yeah... Coke?"His cheeks were still slightly pink. I smiled.

"I'll be right back. Don't run away,"

He laughed, mumbling something, but I was just praying that he wouldn't take a look under my bed, so i couldn't understand it. 

Niall's POV:

She's just as beautiful as in my dreams. I enjoyed seeing her this close. At the concert she was way too far away to see her whole image, but now that I was in her room I knew that I wasn't wrong about her beauty. 

She left me alone to get me a coke, so I was sitting on her bed, lonely in her room. My eyes somehow travelled to her pillow.

"You were so cute while you were asleep," I whispered to myself travelling over the duvet. 

I couldn't actually believe what I was doing. I was acting like a freak, idiot or a psychopath. But I totally forgot about that as I noticed her sheets.  

Pink flowers and red hearts.

I can't get enough of h -

Wait!? What??? Am I asleep??

I had to be dreaming. No I wasn't dreaming. This really happened.

But how could I ?

Beside my dreams, I had never seen her room before. But... Wasn't that just an imagination? How I thought her room would look like? This can't be real! It has to be a coincidence!

I heard a noise and suddenly Grace stood in the doorway with a coke in her left and two cups in her other hand.

"Here's your coke," She grinned, two dimples were showing up which I had never seen before.

I tried to not look as worried as I felt-

"Thank you," I smiled up to her before she sat down next to me, handling me a cup full of coke.

"Sorry for my covers... I bet it's really awkward as a lad, sitting on pink flowers and red hearts," She spoke, biting her lip

.

Grace, if you only knew...

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