Somethings you just dont need to know

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Jordan's POV

Light beamed through the eight by ten foot window. The rays of blinding white light bounced off each of the five walls. The flashes of light find their way to my closed eyes, waking me up from my land of dreams. Shifting from side to side, I become aware of a serpent. The snake was wrapped tightly around my wist. I felt the power course through it. As I moved I felt it squeeze, not letting me free. Lifting my eyelids, I see no reptile slithering across my body ready for kill. In its place is a young man.

I begin to panic, until memories of the previous night flooded into my mind. It was only Niall.

My lips were inches from his face. His lips were slightly parted, letting out almost inaudible snores. I brush my lips passed his lips and cheek. His nose scrunched up as he stirred. My mouth touched his ear. My teeth grazed his earlobe, tugging lightly.

I detached my teeth from his ear, and parted my lips. My hand gently travels to down his chest to his belly button. The edges of his lips curve upward in a slight smile, indicating he liked the touch.

I nudged the skin below his ear with the tip of my nose. My lips make their up uo his ear once more. "WAKE UP!" I screech directly in his ear.

His torso removes itself from its previously sleeping state. He jerks forward, smashing his forhead to mine. "OI!" he yelps in a sexy morning voice. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

My chest vibrated from my abrubt laughter. With my nose scrunching, my smile turned into a toothy grin. "You were sleeping. I woke up. I got a bit bored, so I woke you up. Now I won't be bored." I told him in a 'duh' voice.

"Oh." he announced. Niall's gaze fell to his arm, which is gently resting upon my waist. Niall's buff arm drifted from my waist to his face, covering his blush.

"It's fine. When I woke up, my legs were tangled in yours." I told him, with hopes of making him feel a little better. In reality, all it did was make me blush.

A grumble came from Niall's and my stomachs. We chuckled at this.

"Niall, what happened last night?" I asked him, snuggling in his chest.

His arm wrapped around my waist once more. His soft lips connected with the top of my forehead.

Niall's POV

I retreated my lips from her messy hair. Even now, she looks so beautiful. Her hair may be a mess, sticking to her face. Her lips may be a bit chapped. Her eyelashes may not be as visible as last night. But, even with all these, she looks gorgeous.

I must have zoned out because her perfectly dainty hands were waving in front of my face. "What?" I asked.

"I asked what happened last night." she told me looking a bit annoyed.

"Oh, ermm, where to begin?" I ask her.

"When we got to my apartment." she said, bringing her gaze to my eyes.

Last night

I look around her flat, taking in the view. The walls were clean and white, the room decorated with black furniture. To add a bit of color, she put a couple of red throw pillows on the couches.

Jordan sat with her legs in criss-cross applesauce. The edges of her lips turned upward in the tiniest smile. She surprised me. Her touch sent tingles up my spine, not just tingles, but electricity. The type of electricity that the pacemaker in my heart sent. Instead of making only my heart beat, it made me act in a way I didn't know. I always kept my cool. I never broke character. I don't understand whats wrong with me. My heart beats out of time, my palms get sweaty. It doesn't make any sense.

          

I looked at her face, taking in her beautiful features. I stared at the back wall, looking at the beautiful painting behind her.

"NIALL??!!!" Jordan screamed. " Were you paying attention?"

"Yeah." I replied in monotone. I stood up and make my way over to the painting. 

"I'm getting some alcohol. Be right back." she declared, but I wasn't payng attention. 

The painting is amazing. I can see each stroke made; all of them melted together perfectly. I immediatly fel happy about the whole thing. It was a spitting image of a tiny grove. In it was exoctic flowers, and healthy, dewy, green grass. Blue and white water cascaded down big, black-gray rocks. In a small, crystal blue pond was water lilies. The flowers just leisurely floated on water, so effortlessly. It was magnificant. 

 My gaze drifted towards the corner, in search for a signiture. My eyebrows furrow in confusion. I reach my hand to touch the beautiful calligraphy. In tiny letters was, 'To my best friend, sister, world. I miss you. More than anything. I love you with all my heart. And I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Without you I'm nothing. I love you, Janevive. I'll see you sooner or later. Hopefully sooner. All my love, Jordan.' Who is Janevive? I retreat my hand before it touches. Under the painting was a black, rectangular table. All along the shiny surface were white candles. Draped around the candles were white rose petals. A single frame stood in th middle of the table. in the silver frame was a picture of two young ladies. One girl was obviously Jordan, th other was a mystery. Her blonde hair was short, almost in a bob cut. Her lips were big and plump. Her eyes a piercing baby blue. She was pretty, but not beautiful like Jordan.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!?!?!?" Jordan screamed, her green eyes turning stormy gray with anger.

She yanked on the hood of my jacket, momentarily choking me. The amount of force she used pulled me to the floor. My head banging the solid ground with a "thump". Her knees were on either side of me, one pinning down my right arm. Jordan's other hand restrained my left arm. Her dainty fingers tenaciously (AN: see what I did there, Courtney?? Tenacious: not readily letting go; to hold firmly)  gripped a knife. A bowie to be exact. The curved edge made contact with the side of my neck, pressing lightly.

 Salty tears ran down her red-with-anger cheeks. Single droplets landed on my shirt and face. Shaking, she let out inaudible sobs. Her grips loosened, letting me move. The knife was still on my neck, but hardly. I reach my hand to grab the knife. She was too quick, she took it, throwing it across the room. It flew to the wall, now stuck in the sea of white. 

"Jor, don't cry. It's okay. I'm right here." I said, propping myself up on one elbow. Jordan's arms were wrapped around my neck as she sat in between my legs and sobbed. My arms draped over her body, bringing her closer to me.

Puffy, red eyes gazed into mine. "Nothing is okay. She's gone because of me. I should be dead! NOT HER!" she screamed at me. 

Her violent shaking stopped, and I still felt the tingles going up my spine.

"Just kill me now." she whispered to herself, but I heard it loud and clear. 

"You're to brilliant to die. I'm not sure if you painted that yourself or not, but it's the most beautiful painting I've ever seen in my life. You're too talented to go to waste, and I know i must sound cheesy. Or like a real boyfriend, but it's true. Maybe I will be your real boyfriend one day, but -" I said before being interrupted.

Salty lips pressed to my mine. I got that feeling I got when my hand 'accidently' touches hers, but it was so much more intense. I felt it from my head to my toes. And I was sure she did too. 

"You're my real boyfriend today." Jordan said giving me one more peck.

"If I'm your real boyfriend, tell me about that blonde girl in the picture." I replied.

A single tear trailed down her cheek. "Sometday you'll find out, but not today." she pecked me again, then stood up to retrieve her knife. "I don't have an extra room, so you'll sleep with me." 

I stood up, walking towards her. We held hands as we slowly made our way to her room. Once on out seperate sides of the bed, I drifted into a deep slumber.

End of Flashback

I explained to her everything that happed, minus the parts where I said how pretty she was. That would be creepy.

"Niall, I'll tell you someday." she said, snuggling into my chest.

"I know." I simply responded.

"Somethings you just don't need to know." Jordan pecked my lips, closing her eyes. "Yet."

And with that I closed my heavy eyes and fell back to sleep.

Guys just wanted to say my gorgeous, funloving, super artsy, amazing singer, fantasting gymnast, and superb dancer of a bestfriend just audition for X Factor. Love you to the moon and  back @directionerxox24!!!! This chapter is for you!!

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 25, 2013 ⏰

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