Loved You First

"Hey let it play please forgive me if I'm coming down too strong over there banana ba an na na ba na na na na na na" I try to sing ' Hold it Against Me' by Britney Spears, messing up the words. I sigh and chuckle. " Remind me, when in the entire song, does Britney Spears sing, banana?" Niall asks. " I'm bored" I say. " You think?" Niall says next to me." Yep, I think" " Niall, Nialls, Nialleeeerrrrr" I say looking up at me. He can hear me, he just wants to annoy me. He knows I hate when people ignore me. " Im sorry, where you talking to me?" He asks making a weird face. " Well no chiz Sherlock" I say sarcastically. I let out a giggle and he laughs too. His adorable laugh. It reminds me of when we were kids, despite how much he's changed his laugh still belongs to an 8 year old kid. We were sitting on my couch with the T.V on but really we just used it as background noise. My head was sitting on his lap. He reaches into the popcorn bowl laying on my stomach and grabs a handful munches on them swaying back and forth. "Yes?" He asks. "What are you doing?" "You" He replies with his mouthful. " You wish" I say. I'm used to his pervert of a ways. " pftttt" He chuckles. " What? Your too good for me now?" I say getting sassy on him. "I don't know..." He turns to face me and smiles. I can't help but laugh at his obnoxiousness. That's Nialler. Well, Niall Horan but he's just my bestest friend in the world, Nialler. He hates when I call him that. He doesn't really, he just pretends to. I'm the only one who calls him that. And he's the only one I let call me,S, but that's just when he wants to annoy me, so yeah, most of the time.

" But seriously, what the hell were you doing?" I ask again. "Savouring the food." Nice. I grin at him. "Wierdo" I say rolling my eyes. " What did you just call me?" He asks jokingly, a sly smile plastered on his face.

This is our thing. It's almost become a tradition. I call him wired and he pretends t be affected by it. He's not. But he takes every opportunity to tickle me. I hate that. He knows it. Like he knows everything about me. Every little thing.

" I said that- "

He starts singing his song. "I want you to rock me rock me rock me yeah! I want you to hit the peddle heavy metal show me you care" His sings in his purposely horrible voice.. My hands go automatically into my ears. "La la la la la la la" I sing obnoxiously. He stops singing but I keep going. "Stop!" I don't. He cuts me off my tackling me. Literally. Still with not enough force to make anything hurt but he puts enough weight to it that I'm lying on the couch beneath him squirming for my freedom. He won't budge.

" Niall! Let...me..up" I say breathing heavily. He's fingers race up and down my sides. Making me laugh uncontrollably. I can't help but to stop la la La ing and laugh. I'm laughing so hard it's hard to breath. Call me crazy but I think my lack of breathing has something to do with the fact that Niall Horan is literally ON TOP OF ME. I'm moving uncontrollably like if I were having a body spasm. " Stop!" I manage to shriek. " Not until you say that Im your bestest friend ever!" He says and he stops tickling me for a seconded. " Ok" I say panting. " You are my bestest friend in the whole world" i say. " Who is your bestest friend in the whole world?" " Niall Horan" I say. "Hmmm that's good" he says with his thinking face on, stroking his nonexistent beard. " So can you get off of me?" I say trying to convince him, but really I wanted to convince myself. " No, first you have to say, that I am the sexiest person in the world. " " No! Never!" He pins me down, then the tickling starts again. My sides start to ache like I just had abs workout " Okay!" I give up, but he doesn't stop. " Niall..." I start between breaths. " is.. the..." I stop for a second. " Say it!!" " sexiest person alive!!!" I blurt. He stops tickling me but something is different. He's closer. Much closer. His hair brushes my forehead."Kiss me?" He asks. His request surprises me but before I could consider it he leans in. My lips are trembling like every fiber of my bod, anticipating what is about to happen.There are not just butterflies in my stomach but exploding ones, with fireworks and everything. His blue eyes are staring right into my dull brown pupils. He glances at my lips and inches closer brushing his lips against mine. I hesitate for a second taken aback. He doesn't pull back. I don't either. The kiss is light and sweet, his hands cupping my face. My hands linger through his dirty blonde hair. Things would have gotten intense if 'Gangnam Style' ringtone hadn't interrupted us. We are both startled, Niall more than me considering that he fell onto the floor. I'm can't help but to laugh. " He reaches for it on the coffee table punching buttons. " Yellow?" He says into it. I giggle, it always get me off guard when he answers the phone. " Yes, yes of course" He says nodding. " I'll be right there" he says in a lower voice. He thinks I can't hear. I look down at my feet with a disappointed look replacing my toothy grin. He glances at me shutting his phone. He opens his mouth but nothing comes out. I thought he was gonna clarify where our relationship is at. Friends? Friends with benefits? Boyfriend and Girlfriend maybe? Ha! Like I had a chance! He was thee Niall Horan, if anything he was horny and I was the first girl he saw. Yeah, that's probably what happened. I'm so lost in my own theories about what happened that I didn't hear what he said. But something tells me it starts with 'I' and ends with ' have to leave' because next thing I know he's headed for the door. " Wait!" I say. He stops in his tracks. I get up and walk towards him. I stand next to him a decent about of space between us. He looks at me knowingly. "I just it's just that- I'm" I stutter. He laughs. Wait what? What's he laughing at? He's laughing at me! I'm stuck in my own confusion that I'm almost jump when his hand touches my waist railing me into him. I look down at his hand. I stop sputtering, my whole body trying to process his touch. " your hands are on my waist" I say dumbly looking down at his hands.' well no shit' I think. Now I'm laughing at myself! This is just sad. " Uhuh" he chuckles. " if you don't stop me I will have to kiss you" he says getting closer. " it's just that- well I" I'm lost in my own words again when he shuts me up with a kiss. He pulls back leaving me wanting more. " We'll talk about this later" he says kissing my forehead. I must have had a confused look on my face because he leans in and kisses me again. Just a peck but it has the same effect on me. " Why?" I ask. Dumb question. I know why. Ever since he got the record deal he's been blowing me off. He gives me a stern look. He knows I know. We both know I'm stalling but I can't help it. " Don't leave" I admit. " I don't want to but I have to" He says looking down. " Come on Nialler, we haven't spent more than 15 minutes together and you have to leave?" I ask pulling away from him. Before I could fully turn around he grabs my hand. " Don't be that way Savannah, I promise I'll make it up to you" He says. I budge out of his grip. " This was the making up. Don't make promises you can't keep, Niall" I say. He sighs. I turn away but he grabs me from behind throwing me onto his shoulder. " Niall what are you doing!?" I ask kicking at the air. " If I cant stay then I'm taking you with me. He says as he places his hands on my legs to keep me from falling. " I do have legs you do know that right?" I ask. " Yep" he replies. I thought he would get what I was saying, but oh yeah! I remember! He's blonde! " So I could walk to the car" I say explains further. " Nope. We are catching a ride with Harry Styles" He says proudly. He walks out the door. " What does that have to do with e not using my amazing privileging legs?" I ask. I give up the kicking. Freaking blonde bastard is determined as chip when he wants something. " I don't know. Why are you asking me?" " Ugh. You are such a blonde." I groan. " Thank you" he smirks. " So I get to meet your band?" I ask, " Yep" he replies. " I thought you were to embarrassed of having me as a friend." I say. " Who says I was embarrassed? Maybe I was just being selfish and keeping you to myself." Je answers. " Not the answer I was looking for but I'll take it into consideration." He chuckles. " Hey!" I hear someone say, I don't have the best view so I can't say who but defiantly a boy. " Hey, where are you parked?" Niall asks. " Around the block I didn't want paparazzi getting in the way." Whoever was on the other side of Niall's huge butt says. Ooh am I sensing an accent? " whose that?" Aaaah! British! " Oh that's just my best friend, S. S, Harry. Harry, this is S" Niall introduces us. " "You know Niall, meeting Harry would actually be a lot nicer if you big butt weren't in the way. You know?" I complain. He sighs and turns around so I could see Harry. I look up to see him sending my hand up to shake his. He has beautiful green eyes and a head full of curls. " Your name is S?" Harry asks shaking my hand. " No I'm Savannah, Niall just calls me S when he wants to be obnoxious" I explain. " Cute" He nods. " Not really" I say. " Hey!" Niall says. " You know I'm fully in control of dropping you" he says. " You wouldn't dare" I say between my teeth. " Try me" He replies. " Let's just get to the car I think my head is turning purple" I say. Surprisingly they do as I say and start walking. A little way towards the car Niall's hand come closer to my butt. " Niall Horan, if your hand goes up one more inch you are a dead man" I threat. Harry chuckles next to me. " Oh really. Maybe I'll die for a good reason then" He teases. " What do you-" I was about to ask when he smacks my butt. I gasp. " I will kill you!" I say. He laughs. Oh yeah? Two can play that game. I smack his butt and I cant help but laugh. He jumps. " S!" He says in shock. " Niall!" I mock his surprise. Harry just laughs. " We're here" I hear him say. " I call shotgun!" I exclaim, sadly at the same time Niall does. " Jinx!" We say in unison. Then he drops me on the grass before the drive way and runs to the van, " Aaahh!" I yelp. The van is at the other side if the rode and he is already halfway. " Shit" I mutter. I get up and my first instinct, not the best I'm proud of, I throw my shoe. It hits him straight at the back at his head catching him of guard and he trips. I don't have time to laugh at his failure I start running towards the car. I pass him by but he's fast enough to get up and catch up with me. We try to get in the car at the same time but fail. We can't fit through the slim door. I pull his hair and he grabs my shirt pulling me back. Then I grab his 'ellen' underwear and he yelps. " Aaah wedgie!" I get in quickly but he tackles me from behind. Somehow I end up on top of him...again. Harry is driving next to me and he hasn't said a word. Me and Niall are just laughing it off. " That was so funny when you threw your shoe! Good aiming!" He comments. I laugh then I realize something. I gasp. " What?" He asks. " My shoe!" I say. " I didn't pick it up! " I explain. "Oh! I got it" He says shuffling through his back pocket. I reach for it but he pulls it back. " Nah ah! Let me put it on" He says. I roll my eyes and pull my leg onto his lap. He places is it and looks at me with a wired look on his face. He's thinking. "What?" I ask. " Nothing" He replies. He's lying. He should know by now that he is a horrible terrible liar. " Are you guys dating? " Harry asks randomly. "No. We're just friends" Niall responds before I even get a chance to open my mouth. So I guess we are just friends. The thought makes me hurt like somebody shot something at me but I keep my cool,faking a smile here and there.