Loving You (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Nicole's POV

I woke up so tired. I was having a lot of trouble falling asleep last night, thinking about eh conversation in between Harry and Zayn. They both really seem to like her, but I don't know which on Scarlett likes best. She always had a soft spot for Harry, but she's always thought Zayn was amazayn. I really thought hard for her last night. I definitely need to tell her, I trust her with my life, and honestly can't keep a secret from her, but I also need to keeps the boy's trust. What to do, what do to..... I'm really stuck in a jam.

I had a dream last night. Niall and I were walking together. In my dream, me and Niall weren't that close, but he insisted that I walk with him. Of course, I did just that. As we were walking, we wrapped his arm around me and kept pulling me closer. Eventually, he grabbed my hand with his free hand and told me to close my eyes, and rest my head on his shoulder. He grabbed my hand to keep me stable and to lead me to wherever we were going. He finally told me to up my eyes. It was beautiful. He had hired someone to draw a huge picture of me in chalk on the ground, and in his writing, at the top it said my love. There was a bench near by, so we went to sit on it. We chatted for a bit, than we just sat there, looking into each other's eyes. They were so soft. Just than, he leaned in and kissed me. He. Kissed. Me. Me. Out of all the girls in the world he can have, he kissed me. It was amazing. We kissed for a long time. His lips were so soft. He was a good kisser. Than, he told me he love me. Loved. Me. ME!!!!! I wish such a thing could happen in really life. I think I am in love... with Niall, for real this time, not just a directioner talking, a friend.

I finally decided to look at my night table to check the time, when I saw the most beautiful bouquet of fruit, made to look like a bouquet of flowers. I checked to see who it was from. It was from the boys, but written in Niall's handwriting. It read "Happy 1 day-aversary of living in the big house. From the boys. XOXO. Awww how sweet of them. Than, I started to fantasise. I than remembered why I looked at the night table, to find look at the clock. It was 8:30. I decided to go see if Scarlett was awake.

Scarlett's POV

How, I've never slept that well in years! This bed was so awesome. It was a mattress, filled with water! I've only dreamed about a water bed. They were super comfortable. It adjusted to anyway you wanted to sleep. I had an amazing dream. Zayn and Harry both liked me. They both told me. But there was a flaw to this dream..... I had to choose one of them. It took me days, and days, and days. I just couldn't choose one. I spoke with Nicole, and she had a flawless suggestion. It was perfect. It would work out perfectly. I would go out with both of the boys, than from there, chose which one I liked the most. It was sort of mean I guess, but I had to give it a try.

Harry took me to the amusement park. No place better for a mind of a 5 year old in a teenaged body! There was this really high rollercoaster. It was taller than the "Laviathen" in Canada. I was so scared, but after we were buckled up, I started to panick, just than, the coaster started to move, getting ready to be dragged up to the big drop. I was terrified. Just than, I noticed Harry was telling me to calm down. He grabbed my hand and said "Love, it's going to be alright, I'm here for you. In that case, I won't let you fall." He than gripped my hand even tighter. He was so charming! When we got off the rollercoaster, he kissed me. His lips were warm. Soft. I got a warm fuzzy feeling in my stomach, but I needed to pull back because he knows that these were testing dates, and that I couldn't chose favouritism because he kissed me.

With Zayn, he took me to the movies than to get some ice cream. The movie was a scary movie, of my choice. It was so scary, I was like a leach on him, but he kept telling me it would be alright and that he would never let such a thing happen to me. He had one arm around me the whole time and held me tighter with every scream I gave. With his free hand, he was holding my hand. He was so cute.