Should I pick Zayn or Niall? My Ex or my new boyfriend whose kind and has a big appetite for food and love. Decisions and choices to make but which shall I break? I don't wanna break Niall's hurt he's too sweet and fragile. If I hurt him, it'll affect him badly. I don't want that. I love him, too and he loves me too. I sat up on the big old oak tree. I brushed my hair back and held my knees close to chest for warmth. Boy, it was pretty cold near the reveen. Then I heard crunching footsteps coming closer and closer. I got scared. More like terrified! My heart raced faster and faster as the footsteps came closer and closer. I had to make a move. Self-defence, I mean but had to think quick of what weapon should I use to protect myself. I got it! My wedges! I could use it's sharp end to make a hit and run for my life! You never know who can attack you from your behind! A rapist came to mind, or a murder, or Zayn! As the footsteps came too close, I came out of my hiding spot with my wedge pointing at it to the person.
"FREEZE BITCH I GOT A WEDGE AND I'M NOT AFRAID TO USE IT," I yelled as my eyes were closed.
The person was laughing hysterically. I know that laugh. It was Niall. I opened one of my eyes to witness the Nialler rolling on the ground laughing. I opened both of my eyes and placed my shoe back on.
"What?" I curiously asked as I giggled. When he stopped laughing, he started to talk.
"The way you held your shoe and said that. Too funny!"
I started to laugh.
"Yah, I admit it was pretty funny," I admitted. I threw myself back faced onto the ground beside him. He pulled me closer to his chest. I could feel his heart beat rhythmically. I rested my hand on his chest. It felt smooth. Niall's other hand touched my hips. I could feel his hot breath on my hair. I think I am the worse girlfriend anyone could ever get. When I'm with Niall, I only think about Zayn. I sighed heavily.
"Bianca," Niall started, "do you love me the way I love you?"
I sat up and hung my head to the side facing his cute baby like face and his adorable blue eyes.My hair to the side of my face which cover half of it.
"Now, Niall Horan why do you say that?" I asked trying not sound unsure of myself. My hand still laid on his chest. He was breathing hard but still stared at me tensed.
"What?!" I asked. My palms were sweaty which means I'm nervous and anxious all at the same time for no reason. I think he's on to me about Zayn.What if he knows I'm still in love with Zayn? That'll be terrible. It'll probably break his heart for months or years?!!
"Bianca, I've seen how happy you were Zayn and you still are," he said. I was shocked. How did he realize that?!
"NIALL JAMES HORAN, HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT?! I am still in love with you," I replied shocked but then calm. I kissed him gently on his lips.
"A kiss doesn't always prove how much you love me," he said with a sad expression on his face.
"If I didn't love you, then I would've said so in the first place, ok. In addition, I love you and that's that!" I explained and laid my head on his chest again.
"Princess, I know that you are still in love with Zayn Your heart says it so, too," Niall spoke again. I placed my finger on his lips to stop talking and hushed him up.
"Shhhhhhh," I said in a sexy tone. He smirked mischievously. I went to kiss him, and then it we started to make out more like lying on the ground but I felt disgusted of myself since I was only thinking about Zayn. Niall's hand touched my arm then his hand moved up and then it touched my charm bracelet. He pulled me away. He gave me an angry look. I pretended to be puzzled. He knew perfectly that I still loved Zayn.
"Bianca, admit it. You're still in love with Zayn. The proof is right there staring at us in the eye," Niall harshly said. He was pretty angry.
"You also gave it to me, too. You pitched in it to buy for my sweet 16," I defended back.
"Yeah," he sheepishly replied. He pulled me back to kiss him. Then we started to make out again. It felt good but then again, I felt like a whore right now. Kissing Niall but imagining it was Zayn. A filthy, dirty, hot whore is what I explained myself in this situation. As we were kissing until we heard someone clearing their throat behind us. We got startled, I turned around and looked up who it was. It was Zayn!
"Zayn!" Niall said as we abrutly got up together. Niall reached for my fingers as I hid behin him from Zayn. I didn't want Zayn for knowing the truth since I never told him that it was one of his best mates.
"Hey Niall and Bianca?!" Zayn said it in a surprised yet angry way. I came out behind Niall to face Zayn.
"Zayn, I wanted to tell you before but then I don't know what you would do if you found out, " I said with a nervous face. I bite my bottom lip. Zayn fixed his eyes onto the ground for a while then faced me. He had tears into his brown eyes but wasn't ready to let go. Oh no! I didn't want this to happen. Fuck my life, I thought, fuck it all! I stared up into the sky and saw that the clouds were becoming grey.
"Bianca, I didn't come here to find out who you love or not, I was here to see where Niall went," he finally spoke. There was a little whimper when he talked. Niall tugged on his collar. He came in front of me before this whole conversation became too emotional.
"So Zayn what's------," Niall started before Zayn interrupted.
"Bianca, I don't care if you date someone because I know that you don't care who I date," Zayn harshly said. I think Zayn was either jelous or upset that me and Niall hooked up. I didn't know what to say but to shut my mouth and think. I hide behind Niall again. There was an awkard silence, until Zayn finally spoke.
"So Niall, me and Perrie are going to this party in downtown London on Friday you with?"
"Oh Zayn you see me and Bianca are going to Homles Chapel," Niall answered.
Haolmes Chapels??? We weren't going to Holmes Chapels. Zayn seemed alittle mad and sad at the same time I thought I heard him mumble something about me because I heard something along the lines of ,'Bianca this and Bianca that.' He was alittle upset and mad. Oh, Zayn I love you so much that I had to choose Niall and now I'm tied in this mess. What shall I ever do? I needed to think in a quiet calm area away from my lovers.
I quietly slipped away into the revine side to leave them alone to chat amongst themselves. I glanced back to see Zayn, he seemed to be hurt in away. I found a bridge and a couple of rocks to throw into the water stream underneath me. I stopped to look at my reflection. A tear drop fell into the stream which diminished my reflection completely.I closed my eyes and had a mini flash back to when I was 16 and in love with a guy named Zayn. He gave me a kidney to live even though we didn't know each other very well, a charm bracelet, revenge, and lastly love. Choices, and decisions to make and break then why do you haunt me to take the test of love.
Then I thought harder when we were kids. When I was in Bradford.Yes, Now it's all coming back to me! We use to play house, he was my husband and I was his wife and a fake dolly was our kid and Walihya was the aunt of the fake baby. Then one day we were playing house again and Doniya took a picture of us kissing, now my flashback was getting fuzzy. I opened my eyes wide open. Me and Zayn were meant to be from the very start! Childhood more like. Zayn is my true soul mate for life! Not only in this life time but for the second life, too! I love him more. I started to cry because now I gotta deal with Niall. I don't want to break his fragile heart. Oh what ever shall I do? As I was sulking away in my thoughts, I heard someone singing. It went like:
