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© 2015 by FHRELL CEE . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
How have you all been, my cupcakes? I was enjoying our town fiesta so I wasn’t able to upload yesterday… still MATED SOUL is going up the chart so I’ll try to upload more to keep the story up high…
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HARRY BANNER… you’ll know later why… it’s like that.
“Confessing doesn’t’ mean ending our friendship, or that I want you to feel the same. It’s just me telling you what I feel… no response is needed for it.” ~Zayn
11) Kisses – Niall
I touched my lips.
I still can’t believe he kissed me. Why did he do that? And to make it worst, he kissed me in a public place, in the library where most of our classmates were watching.
I almost melted as he moved away from my table after the kiss. I didn’t even see it coming. I didn’t know he was capable of embarrassing me like that.
“What are you smiling?” Daisy and Phoebe popped behind me. They always appear out of nowhere like they teleported or something. Or it probably just because of their small frame that I always don’t see them coming. I sometimes wonder how they were related with that other redhead, their brother Louis who was as much as tall as Harry.
“He’s smiling wide… like wood-bridge wide,” Phoebe commented referring to the fifty meters bridge where our town was name after.
“I wasn’t smiling!” I blurted. It can’t be. I can’t be smiling when I’m thinking about those disgustingly soft lips that tasted like sweet mint.
“Now you’re licking your bottom lips,” Daisy pointed out and I immediately pulled my tongue back. Did I just do that thinking of Harry and the kiss?
“Niall is thinking lewd things,” Daisy giggled.
“Ewww… Nie-nie is thinking of…” Phoebe started and they both blurted his name.
“Harry…” They said playfully not even thinking about the students passing by our lockers.
“Shhhh!” I hushed them but their giggles only became louder.
“Nie… nie is so shy!” Daisy blurted again pointing at my heating face.
“So shy… Nie-nie is blushing!” Phoebe added in a teasing sound, they were singing it in the hallway.
“God! I hate you two,” I pouted turning away from the two and walking to my next class.
“Let’s go together lover boy…” Daisy clung on my right arm giggling.
“Nie… nie has a boyfriend,” Phoebe giggled clinging on my other arm. I only puffed a defeated sigh. I forgot that we three have the same class. And to make it worst, I think Harry’s in the same class too. Gosh, this next class is an impending disaster.
Phoebe and Daisy sat in front where they always did and I sat four rows behind the two. I don’t know why but I wanted to sit at the back, this time.
It wasn’t like I was expecting Harry to sit in the back with me so we could have another moment together. I’m not that into him, hell I’m not into him at all.
I’m just confused because he always tricked me into things like kissing him. And I absolutely don’t like it. I don’t like kissing his…
Shit! Why am I always licking my lips when I remember that kiss? And where is he anyway? The teacher had already started checking attendance but Harry still wasn’t in the class.
“Styles?” The teacher called for him. “Mr. Styles?” Our female teacher, I estimated was on her late thirty(s) searched the class with her eyes under her thick black rimmed glasses. She put her hands on her hips calling Harry again.
Where is he anyway?
“Mr. Horan, have you seen Harry Styles?” The teacher ask me and I immediately turned to her.
“Come again?” I asked not sure if she really did ask me where that bastard was. Why the hell should I know? I’m wondering myself where he is.
“I’m asking why you’re boyfriend isn’t here yet?” The teacher asked in her high pitched tone, louder this time so her voice echoed in the whole class.
Wait… What did she ask? What did she say?
“B-boyfriend?” I repeated shrinking as the judgmental eyes of my classmates scrutinized me.
“Aren’t Harry Styles your boyfriend?” She raised a brow at me. “Don’t tell me you were just making out in the library, and you’re not even a couple? Teenagers nowadays… really!”
And everyone started whispering. Some girls giggled before the teacher hit a piece of stick on the chalkboard.
“Mr. Horan you better tell your boy… I mean whatever Harry Styles is for you, tell him I’m expecting to see his face on the next meeting with a written explanation of why he’s absent in this class when he surely was in this school just a few minutes ago.”
“Y-yes!” I answered wanting things about me and Harry to be spoken no further. I hope she’ll just go back to talking to other student or star class.
“Make it a five pages explanantion!”
“Ye-yes!” I agreed.
I’m just informing him anyway. It’s not like I can get away for him when he clearly sticks his nose to all of my business. Not that I like him doing that, no I don’t. I just don’t have a choice. He does what he wants, that boy.
The school ended for the day and Harry still wasn’t around. He’s not even with his group. Only the new guy called Remus was leading them now.
Did he become sick? Or was he not feeling well? His usual group was silent as well and was talking to each other, whispering and the woman who looked like Harry started walking towards me.
I was on my way to the gym to wait for Zayn to finish swimming when Gemma, Harry’s older sister called me.
“Niall!”
“Hey,” I responded with a smile.
Should I ask where Harry was? Well, if I did, and Harry learned about me asking where he was, he’d surely tease me about it. He’d surely think I miss him or something. I don’t want him getting ahead of himself or thinking unnecessary thoughts.
“Have you seen my brother?” She asked.
“Harry?” I asked. Last time I checked, she’s the only sibling Harry introduced me.
“Yeah, we haven’t seen him around this whole afternoon, especially after that so called kiss in the library,” she explained.
“Oh,” was all my response. Did the whole school know about it? Did the whole think that Harry and I were dating now?
But that’s not the point. Where the hell is he?
“I haven’t seen him since,” I answered her truthfully. “He wasn’t even in class.” The last time I saw him was also in the library.
“That’s odd!”
“Maybe he went home. Maybe he got sick or wasn’t feeling well,” I guessed.
“Harry doesn’t get sick, and he’d have called me or Remus if he’s going somewhere else. He’d always inform us,” She sounded worried.
“Oh…”
“Where could he be?” She asked more to herself than to me. “I’m sorry for bothering you,” she said and smiled before she turned and walked away from me to her group.
“Where did he go?” I asked myself.
And why the hell am I thinking about him. He might have just gone somewhere else. Knowing him, he might have thought of something interesting and done it without thinking of class, or informing his friends, that selfish bastard.
I shook my head erasing any thought of Harry in mind. I still have to face Zayn and wish that he hadn’t heard about me making out with Harry in the library yet.
I wanted to be the first one to tell him that I probably am bisexual, confused or even worst… gay. Gay wasn’t so bad, I think. It’s just that, it’s not normal.
And after this confession, I still have my parents to face. Gosh! I just hope the news hadn’t come out of school yet.
“Here goes!” I took three deep breaths and marched inside the building, but before I could enter I was yanked around by one forceful hand on my arm.
“What the hell!” I yelled in the face of the person who pulled me. Liam was behind me, and his face was only inches away from mine.
I pulled way instantly, good thing he released me too.
“What is your problem grabbing me like that?” I yelled at his face.
“You kissed Harry,” he blurted. “…in a public place above all!” I could feel from his voice. He’s either angry or surprised and I’m thinking the former.
What is his problem, anyway? It’s not like he’s my boyfriend or something. And besides, I wasn’t the one who kissed Harry. He was the one who kissed me.
“So what’s it with you?” I asked and he stopped.
Right! I remembered he also kissed me. Does he like me too? Shit, please don’t tell me I have two guys wanting me turn gay. This is so fucked up.
He walked towards me so I walked away.
“Stop right there!” I commanded and he did.
“Where is he?”
“Who?”
“Harry?” He exclaimed the name. “Where is he?”
“Why?” They’re not even friend so why does he want to know.
“I need to know?” He just answered.
“I don’t know,” I answered truthfully. And even if I knew, I don’t think telling him where the guy who kissed me, is a good thing when he clearly likes me too.
“Don’t lie to me,” he warned me moving near. “I can tell when you’re lying.”
“I’m not lying,” I told him and he fell silent. I didn’t say anything as well. He looked at my chest, like he was listening to my breathing or something.
“You’re telling the truth,” he stated like it was news.
“Of course I am.”
“Where did you last see him?”
“What’s the point, he’s not in the school. Even his friends haven’t seen him,” I informed him, it was also another truth.
“His pack?”
“Pack… we’ll if you meant his sister and the others, yeah. They also asked me where he was… why are people asking me where he was?”
“Shit! Eve was right!” And he turned away.
“Wait, where are you going?” I asked as he clearly dashed away from me. “And who is Eve?”
“Nowehere… no one!”
“Yeah, good answer,” I laughed will sarcasm.
“Just go where your suppose dot go?” He yelled meters away from me. “And Niall don’t go anywhere with strangers.”
“I’m not a little kid, Liam!” I said and then pushed the double door to the gym. It’s getting tiring talking to hardheaded people.
The hall inside the pool area was silent, only the splashing of water on the pool could be heard.
It was already late after class, and no one was practicing, except for Zayn. He always practices later than everyone, and I tend to wait for him while he finished his laps.
Zayn loves swimming so bad, he usually breakes up with his girlfriend for the lack of time. Because if he’s not with me and the girls, he’d be in the pool or swimming somewhere else.
But I guess it paid since he’s got first places medals in all competition he joined, and he already got a scholarship for college because of his swimming.
Silver sparkles of water splashed as Zayn dashed from one end of the pool to the other. Sometimes, I think his like some huge fish, because of how perfect he swims and how fast he could go. It’s like he can breathe under water the way he could hold his breath from one end our Olympic size pool to the other.
Zayn stopped swimming and stayed on one side of the pool before pulling himself up. He stood with his sun kissed skin glistening with water. He only have a skimpy swimming trunks hugging his waste showing his sexy v line and his long perfectly toned tanned legs.
The tattoo of a spear looked so much more defined on his left muscled chest. Similarly, the tattoo of the unusual vine with four blue leaves and a single blooming brown flower looked so alive wrapping around his arms on the triceps area. His arms were also perfectly muscled from stroking… (Lol~fCee)
I pestered him once about why he had that unusual tattoo, but he only laughed at me saying that the tattoo artist mixed up the colors, but they never the less made him so manly.
Wait… am I checking my bestfriend out?
I glared at him, walking on the side of the pool, his leg muscles flexing as he took a step. His abs muscles were also so well define, they demanded attention.
He took his swimming cap off and then waived at me while I sat on the stand seats.
I walked towards him, he clearly hadn’t heard about the thing that’s been going around campus yet. Or we’d have something awkward.
“I’ll just take a shower first,” he told me and then vanished to the shower room. After a while, he went out wearing blue jeans but he still hadn’t worn any kind shirt, he only slung his towel on one shoulder while carrying his bags on the opposite hand.
“I’m sorry for always making you wait after practice,” he told me while we walk to the door of the gym.
“No problem… I’m the one who should thank you for driving me home.” I said. I clearly am the one who owes him the favor.
And he only laughed.
We made it out of gym, and I still haven’t told him. I knew I should tell him, still my mind was arguing whether I should or I should not.
“Niall?” He called when he realized I wasn’t following him anymore. “Is something wrong?” He walked towards me.
“I have something to tell you?” I told him not meeting his gaze. This is really it.
“Okay.”
“But, please don’t hate me for this.” I really wished nothing would change between us, like with the girls.
“Okay, I promise,” he swore but that wasn’t any assurance. He’d surely change and hate me. But I should tell him anyway.
“Zayn…”
He fell silent. He only waited for what I was about to say. I took a deep breath. It’s now or never.
“I think I’m… I think I’m gay.”
And then I looked at his eyes. There was no change in reaction. he was just looking at me.
“Well?” I waited for his reaction still.
“What do you expect me to say?” He asked looking directly at my eyes.
My heart almost stopped working. I knew it, he hated me. He must be thinking that I had fantasized with him all those times we were together. Gosh, we even bath together in the past.
But I never thought of him that way, not on the past anyway. Although, earlier, I was guilty of checking him out.
Shit! Shit!
“Do you hate me?” I looked at the ground, not wanting to see his accusing eyes. If I could just turn the volume off so I wouldn’t hear his accusing words too, I would have.
“Why do you think I’d hate you?” He asked and my gaze jumped back to him. “I’d rather be happy knowing you might be gay or whatever,” he said and a smile crept on my lips.
“But why?” I was thankful he doesn’t hate me, but it wasn’t a usual reaction, right? Or does being gay, okay now?
Then suddenly, something I never imagined happened.
“At least now, I think I have a chance,” and he moved near me, holding my chin to him, he slowly let our lips met.
I was stunned, unable to move.
It was just a moment, and it wasn’t a deep kiss like with Harry of Liam, but I really felt his soft wet lips touching mine.
“Why?” Was all I said when he let my lips go.
“I guess, I like you even before,” he said scratching his head.
I turned away.
I don’t know what to think or what to say. I felt relieved that he didn’t hate me, but at the same time betrayed about what he did and said. I never imagined in my whole life that he’d do that, and that he liked me.
“Nie?” He asked and I walked away.
“Niall?” I heard him call like, he was panicking.
I was panicking as well. Why is everyone either kissing me or licking me. Or is this just a joke. Am I dreaming like when I saw Harry turning from a wolf into a boy?
“Niall!” I felt Zayn’s hand on my arms. “I didn’t mean to surprise you like that. I didn’t even mean to confess.”
I didn’t answer. I needed some time to sort things out. And he understood that, I guess, since he let me go.
“I was just a bit jealous, that Harry was able to kiss you when he just transferred here while I haven’t even confessed my feelings. It’s just so frustrating that he did it first when we were together for as long as I can remember.
“I need sometime alone,” I told Zayn not meeting his eye or even turning to face him. I don’t want to make things worse, and besides, I don’t want to ruin our friendship, just because he confessed he liked me.
What was he thinking liking me? We were friends, and we lasted so long as friends. He’s ruining it!
“Then let me just drive you home, at least,” he asked.
“Let me walk this time,” I started moving, still not turning to face him.
“Nie… I know your surprise and all, but let’s not changed things between us, we’re still friend. Confessing doesn’t’ mean ending our friendship, or that I want you to feel the same. It’s just me telling you what I feel… no response is needed for it. And it surely doesn’t change the facts that I’m your friend,” he yelled.
I want it to, that nothing should change. But how can’t I pretend that, he kissed me. I can’t just forget that. Maybe I can, but I’ll need a little bit of time.
“Just this once,” I answered him. “Let me walk.”
“Then I’ll drop by your house tomorrow?” He asked still hesitant.
“Tomorrow then,” I said and started walking away.
I was so confused that I walked around the school for a while. I then started walking out of school, and a little bit in the eastern part of Woodbridge.
I didn’t walk up north since Harrys house is at the northern forest, and I didn’t want to walk south also because I might lose track and get into Liam’s creepy house on a hill. I didn’t bother walking west likewise, since Zayn’s house was at that side of Woodbridge near the rocky white sand beach area.
I just walked past the twin’s neighborhood and further bit on the eastern forest of Woodbridge, near the boundary to the previous town.
I came into long wood bridge, with the welcome to Woodbridge sign, it was a fifty meter long bridge, above a rocky river. It’s the reason why the place is called Woodbridge. Woodbridge is basically at the end part of the nation, and the only way to go here is cross the river through the old wooden bridge. The northern part cannot be crossed unless by hiking, due to the mountainous character, while the southern and western part ends with the sea.
I picked some flat stones and then search for the way down the river near the welcome sign. Easily I found a clear path through the middle of bushes and grasses. I walked farther from the bridge, but made sure I could see it still. I searched for a deeper part of the river where I could skip rocks.
I came into some sort of a clearing near the river side where there was no grass or water, only stones and rocks, and it’s perfectly facing a deep part of the river. It’s perfect for skipping rocks and throwing problems.
I started throwing rocks like I planned to do. I did it twice or thrice without any luck of making the stones skip even once. They only sunk like the water was pulling them.
“I hate this,” I said and picked two more rocks behind me before I saw something shiny. Or I think I did, but when I focused, it wasn’t there anymore.
It was already near sunset, and the sun was nowhere above, so I don’t think that that shiny object was a reflection of some sort.
I walked towards where it was and I then hear giggles, they were sounds of children playing around.
“Is somebody there?” I called and then the giggles started again. I felt familiarity with those voices, like I’ve heard them before, a giggle of someone I knew.
“Excuse me?” I called walking to a bush where I think they were coming. But as soon as I was near, the giggles started somewhere else, behind a tree few meter away from the river.
“Is this a trick?”
“A trick? A trick?” I heard one voice asked and some repeated like echoes in the mountains. It was a girl or girls, or little boys… with high pitch voice. “He says it’s a trick?” They were whispering.
“No… no tricking!” They whispered again and again it echoed, like they were talking.
They sounded like someone I knew, but I don’t remember who… Or maybe they sounded like somewhat similar but still different. I just can’t tell.
“This is not funny!” I announced.
“Funny…” they giggled again. I walked to the tree and then jumped behind it but there was no one… only some kind of shiny dust, like glitters falling from above the tree after I heard some fluttering sound.
The whispering and giggling stopped for a split second before it started again, behind another bush another few meters from the tree. I turned to the river and I couldn’t see it anymore. I turned to where the bridge was, I could only see very little of it.
I’ve been so far into the forest.
I started to walk back, but the voices started circling the leaves of the trees around me.
“He’s leaving! He’s leaving!” They whispered and cried in their small high pitched tone and I could feel them panicking.
“What is happening?” I yelled and everything turned silent.
I felt my heartbeat raises. There’s something creepy going on here.
“Don’t make him leave,” I heard the voices whisper.
“Shit!” Whatever or whomever it was whispering I don’t think they’re very friendly.
So I took a deep breath and prepared myself fixing my eyes on the bridge. I should just run as fast as I can, to where I came from. The bridge will give me direction that I’m going the right way.
And so I started to run.
“He’s running away,” I heard soft whispers. The trees behind me and the bushes rattle like something was passing through it, or jumping from leaves to leaves. The sounds was following me as I dashed away, gasping for breath. I was able to arrive at the area of the river where I skipped rocks and so I stopped for breath.
I turned around and saw… nothing. Nothing was following me, but the bushes were still moving, like something was hiding behind it… the leaves of tree were also moving like there was a strong wind even when there is none.
There’s something else in there, something not human.
I turned my eyes from the bushes where the creatures hid to the sign ‘welcome to Woodbridge’ near the road. It’s only meters away, but there was still no houses near. I still have to run a few more meters before reaching the twin’s neighborhood. And who knows, maybe what was after me was already waiting at the bushed near the pathway to the sign.
“Shit!” I cursed under my breath.
But even if something was waiting there, I can’t stay at the rocky side of the river forever, and it’s getting dark.
And soon enough the whisper’s started again.
“He’s coming. He’s coming,” they repeated.
Someone’s coming? They sounded confused and I decided to use it to my own advantage. They were busy chattering so I took the opportunity to dash up the pathway towards the sign and just as I was about to get to the road, I bumped into something, and that something held me on the arms.
I struggled away, pushing and punching the creature holding me. He was strong, though and he never let me go.
“Niall!” I heard the creature call. “Niall stop!”
That voice was familiar. I stopped struggling and looked at the owner of the voice.
“It’s okay, I’m here now,” he said holding me in an embrace. I held him back. Gosh! How I missed him and felt relieved and safe in his arm.
“I don’t know what happened, but you’re going to be okay,” Harry said. And he patted my back softly. And I realized I was hugging him for so long, so I pulled away.
“Harry?” I called him and he just held my chin kissing me on the lips. It was such a sweet kiss that I immediately felt hot all over.
He deepened the kiss pulling me towards him. I don’t know what happened to my body but I felt like overheating, and I only wanted to be wrapped around his arms.
His hands felt so nice touching me, cupping my behind as he conquered my lips. I felt my arousal as he licked my neck where he put the hickey. I felt it burn and before my body slowly started convulsed in heat, as he let his hand travel inside my shirt.
I grabbed my hand on his red hair, as his lick played my earlobes with his tongue. Maybe that’s why he was absent. He must have had his hair dye red. || Stay tuned for more
So exciting, right? HARRY with red and black-brown hair as the banner—à
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