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You stare into his beautiful, sparkly eyes. You smile. Niall smiles back. You lean in…and right when you think he’s actually going to kiss you, he pulls away and grabs your cell phone. “Look what I haveee!”, he yells while running off down the middle of the football field. “And there goes that romantic moment” you think to yourself.ugh. You wonder if you guys will ever have your first kiss even though it’s been four months that youv’e been dating. But all that’s happened is handholding and hugging. Before you could think more about your messed up relationship, Niall starts looking through your texts.”Crap”. You remember you forgot to delete the messages between you and Liam talking about how Niall wont kiss you and how bad you really want him too. You run after him but it was too late. He saw them. “Wow, you…uh, text Liam a lot.” He says when you reach him. You stutter,”Yeah, were…pretty good friends.” He reads through more of the messages. You ask,”Can I have my phone back, please?” Niall has a hurt look on his face when he responds,” Is it true…?” He hands your phone back with no smile. You frown. “Is what true?” He sticks his hands in his pockets and looks at the ground. “That’s how you feel? That our relationship is complicated becuase I won’t kiss you?” Youv’e never seen him like this before. Usually hes all energetic and happy… “Uh, Niall, it’s just…it’s been 4 months.” His eyes look into yours and he takes a step closer. Then another step. You stay where your at fiddling your fingers afraid he’s realy hurt. Finally, he’s standing so close that both of your noses are touching. He searches your eyes,” You want a perfect moment?” He asks. His hands move up from your hips, to your sides, to the top of your chest and wraps them around your back and pulls you even closer. One of his hands move from your back and onto your cheek. He whispers ever so softly into your ear,” Is this perfect?” You smile and put your hands around his waist. You move just the tiniest bit that both of your bodies are touching. “It’s more than perfect.” Then both of your lips touch and the butterflies in your stomach explode. You stand there for a couple of seconds holding eachother,perfect.