Someone Like You: A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter 6: The Last Time

Niall's POV:

What the heck just happened? Did she lean in or did I? I can't even remember. I run my hands through my hair as I walk back to her house. Why am I so stupid? Now we'll never be the same. I swing open the door and my mom is laying some food on the table.

"Niall! Come on, dinner is ready." I walk right past her and up the stairs.

"I'm not hungry," I yell down. She starts to protest but it doesn't matter. I can't hear her anyway. I quickly close my door and lock it. I don't want to talk. I just need to think. For the first time ever, I let myself consider what it would be like to date Piper. Would it really be so weird? I can picture is on dates, cuddling, kissing... It actually just hurts to think about this. I like her, but I've never told her. And come on, if you can date Greg McCallum, you wouldn't want to date a shrimpy nobody. That kiss will be the first time and the last time we ever kiss. And it hurts. I guess we' ll both just pretend it never happened.


*THE NEXT DAY*


Piper's POV:

My alarm blares, waking me up from what could be considered either a horrible or perfect dream, it just depends on how you look at it. In my dream, Niall and I were dating, but the weird part is that it WASN'T weird at all! It was completely normal to be dating my best friend ever. And just to be clear, I don't like him. Right? I guess. But did I kiss him, or did he kiss me?

"Piper come on! We have school!" Jacie's "angelic" voice rings through my mind, clearing it of any thoughts of Niall. Maybe... maybe Niall and I just need to pretend like it never happened. Would that work? I don't know. "Piper!"

"I'm coming!" I yell back immediately. I swing my legs off the bed and run my fingers through my matted curls, attempting to tame them a bit. I change into a simple creamy-colored sweater, jeans and Uggs, my hair thrown up into a messy bun. I head downstairs and find Jacie wearing almost exactly the same thing. Dang, here come about eighty twin jokes.

"We are not wearing the same thing," Jacie commands, finishing up the muffin she was eating.

"It's too late to change," I say, grabbing a muffin. Jacie rolls her eyes.

"Mom!" She pleads, walking over to her.

"Your sister is right, hun." Jacie grits her teeth and unwillingly follows me out the door. Niall catches up to us, and by the way he's acting its like he doesn't remember the kiss at all, which I guess is what we're going for. Forgive and forget. Jacie starts to yammer on about something no one cares about, and Niall and I just keep exchanging annoyed glances, making me giggle. He grins, and all of a sudden my stomach flip-flops, and my heart flutters. What? Oh no, not him. We reach school and I quickly head inside and find Allison, Nikki, Megan and Kenzie, all chatting in their own little group. I hurry over to them.

"We need to talk," I say kind of forcefully. Suddenly four pairs of eyes train onto me.

"About what?" Kenzie asks, pulling her hair up into a ponytail. I bite my lip, and I don't really know how to respond.

"Niall," I whisper. All of a sudden a look of realization crosses all of their faces. "What?" I ask.

"Never mind. Where do you want to talk?" Nikki asks.

"At my house after school." They nod and everyone continues with the rest of their days, but I can't help but dread their responses after I tell them.