Trust me (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Changing atmosphere

March 13, 2013

Hey People! GUESS WHAT!

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! YEA PEOPLE, I'M A YEAR OLDER BUT I FEEL YOUNGER!

Yeppppp.. :) I'm happy that today im a year older.... I made this chapter espicially longer because it's my birthday! I really hope you like it.

I wanted to remind you guys to remember that to check if it says a month later or day. I just wanted to clear that up because if you didn't look at that then it seems that Nialls and Raylins relationship is going REALLLLLYYYY fast...

So aside from that I hope you like this chapter!

Love and lollipops,

-xXWhiteSoulXx-

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-Nialls POV-

My palms were sweating and I gulped. Was I really going to ask her? This date was going better then I expected, so what if I messed everything up? I took a deep breath-

-Third person POV-

HOLD UP! HOLD UP! HOLD UP! Lets go to the beginning of today. Because trust me. It would get confusing....

Anyways this is so irrelevant, but I'm naming myself... Let's name myself.... Larry or Harry.... I like Harry better... Like the handsome Harry styles himself..  I won't change the POV thing though because it might get confusing....

Anyways back to Niall in the morning....

-Nialls POV-

Buzzzzzzzz. My phone buzzed again. I groaned and rolled over to the other side of my bed. Buzzzzzzz. Couldn't this person realize that I wanted to go back to sleep and I didn't want them to wake me up?! My phone buzzed again and I finally gave up.

I did not like this person right now. Whoever it was I was going to hit them with a stick and make sure they pay when I got ahold of them. I rubed my eyes. I wish I could go back with sleep... Ugh...

I slowly walked over to my dresser, where my phone was. This morning my phone was buzzing madly and it seemed like it wouldn't stop.  I was pretty sure that it was the fortieth time, not joking. It buzzed again and I groaned. This has better be good or I WILL have their head on stick and they WILL die.

I opened my iphone and checked my messages. Spam. Spam. Spam. Wait- I almost dropped my phone. Over one hundred message were from Harry.

"What the fudge, Harry?!" I mumbled to myself.

I checked them all and most of them were basically the same.

Harry: Where is Emily?

Harry: Is she okay?

Harry: Niall! Pick up your phone?

Harry: Um... Can you help me get ahold of Emily?

Harry: Is she there with you?

Harry had in a total of one hundred and ninety three texts messages, that he sent to me. He had also called me twenty times.

I rolled my eyes, coulnd't he get the picture that I wasn't going to get into this? What did his mum teach him? My mum told me to never get in between a boyfriend and girlfriend fight.

She told me that those fights got very messy. Like it was really bad. Like say they saw each other.... It would be like a bomb exploded... She said that once you got pulled into it you could never get out of it.