Aliyah
"I didn't think that my house would sell that fast," I said to Niall as I started moving my clothes around in his -well, now our closet.
"It was a great house," he stated.
"I know, but it only took two weeks, isn't that a little bit too soon?"
"I mean maybe, but this is LA, a lot of people try to move here,"
"I guess I'm just gonna miss it," I sighed.
"Try not to miss it too much," he said hugging me. "Maybe enjoy this house a little bit more than you liked your old house,"
"I will try my hardest," I said before stealing a kiss. "I still can't believe that you released that song," I changed the subject.
"Why can't you believe it?" he questioned me.
"You really don't think I don't know what all those lyrics mean, do you? And it won't be that hard for others to understand it as well,"
"But nobody will know it's about the two of us," he smirked.
"My brothers will, especially Bryce and Colby. I just hope that my parents don't know or try and put the lyrics together to understand what was implied,"
"We're all adults here,"
"I don't care if we are all adults, it's weird if they hear the song and then put the lyrics to stuff about us,"
"Well, then tell your parents it's about something else," he smiled.
"They are obviously gonna know. I mean c'mon, you named the song Slow Hands and then you start talking about sweat dripping down bodies. They aren't stupid,"
"Then we can only hope that it never gets brought up in conversation,"
"While we're speaking about my parents right now, would you want to come with me back home for the Fourth of July?" I asked him.
"What do you guys do for the Fourth of July?"
"My dad has all of us waking up early and we do a lot of stuff until the sun sets. It's pretty fun actually,"
"Of course I will go, but only if we are flying," he stated.
"I planned on it," I laughed.
"Do you want some help unpacking?" he asked changing the subject.
"No, I'm good, you can continue doing what you were doing,"
"Let me know if you need help," he said leaving the large closet.
After almost an hour of putting my clothes in the empty spots of the closet that was cleared out for me, my phone interrupted the quietness. I picked it up and saw that I had a text from Colby.
'Go look at all of the news headlines.' ~Colby
I did as he said and went to Google to see what he was talking about.
Everything on there either had mine or Niall's name on it.
"Niall!" I yelled as I left his- now our room.
"Hmm," he said once I entered the living room.
He was sitting at the piano playing around with the different keys. I sat down on the floor next to him and showed him my phone screen.
"Have you seen any of this yet?" I asked him.
"Seen what?" he asked as he grabbed my phone out of my hand.
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Put A Little Love On Me ~N.H~ *Completed*
Fanfic"I love you," "You don't know what you're talking about," "I want to be with you! Can't you see that?" "I can't. You know I can't," "Just one chance. That's all I'm asking," "I can't,"