Emma's POV
As me and Niall walked, i could see clouds forming. Dark clouds. I suddenly got worried. I hated rain. I didn't want to quicken up the pace of walking since Niall has been so nervous lately, so I just kept a normal speed.
We turned onto my street and got closer to my house. My house was about 10 houses down from where my street began. It was not a really big house. It was two stories, red brick, 3 bedrooms, master suite, finished basement, it was ideal for our family.
Suddenly I felt a rain drop on my face. "Did you feel that?" I asked Niall.
"Feel w-what?" he questioned. I felt another rain drop.
"Rain." I said. And right then it started to pour. It came down in buckets. I squeal led as the water poured down my body. We shoved our phones into our pants, keeping them safe from the wet weather. My house was still 10 away from where we stood, quite a long way. Instinctively I grabbed Nialls hand to pull him towards my house. I looked back at him, the color drained from his face, his eyes wide. He took a deep gulp and I tugged on his arm mentioning to him to start running.
We ran on the sidewalk, getting drenched. Puddles were already everywhere, every step blasted another rush of water onto our legs. I could slightly hear Niall giggling. I turned my head slightly to the left to see his face, a giant smile planted on his face, the second time i've seen it.
The closer we got to my house, the harder the rain came. "Run fasterr Niall!!" I yelled laughing in between words.Suddenly he was infront of my, still holding onto my hand. I felt out hands slipping away, that's when he intertwined our fingers to keep our grip together. My heart pounded inside my chest.
It was a big leap for him, from not talking at all to making a move like this. Our laughs carried throughout the neighborhood, echoing off the brick houses.
We reached my house, and I took the lead again. My car sat outside of the garage, a 2006 blue mustang. Our feet took us to my garage, where the lock pad was. Our garage had a little over hang so Niall and I huddled under the roofing. I punched in the code and the garage opened.
I expected to see my mom's van in the garage along with my dad's car, but it was empty. I hadn't checked my phone so she probably texted me. Niall's hand was still attatched to mine, almost like he never wanted to let go.
I pulled him along through my garage and opened the door leading into my house. I allowed Niall to walk in front so I could close the door behind him. He gently took his shoes off an placed them delicately next to the door. I shoved mine off and threw them into the corner and he smirked.
"You don't have to treat my house like royalty" I said jokingly. He seemed to find that amusing and he smiled again. Number 3. I seemed to be breaking him in, he trusted me now it seemed like.
"You want anything to eat?" I asked grabbing a couple burgers.
He nodded vigorously. I giggled and got a pan out to cook the burgers. What can I say? I love food.
In my kitchen there was a table in the middle, with stools for a breakfast bar. "You can sit there" I said pointed to the chair.
"Alright" He said releasing his grip on my hand. That was the first sentence he spoke without a studder. Hmm.
I pulled my phone out of my pants and it was a little wet so I let it sit out on the counter. Niall's was completely dry, amazingly, so he went on it. We both had an iPhone, so we could use iMessage.
The burgers were sizzling on the hot pan as I moved them around with a fork.
"Are you sure its ok I can sit on here? I'm all wet." Niall asked.
"Yeah it's leather, we can dry off in a bit" I reassured him turning to smile at him. He smiled back and went back to his phone.
Smells of meat filled the air so I turned off the stove and went to get the buns and condiments. I turned to grab the buns, but they had disappeared. I turned back to Niall
"Have you seen th-" I stopped after I saw him. He had gotten out the buns, lettuce, and condiments. "Niall you didn't have to get that" I said walking over to the meat to start making our burgers. Niall blushed a bit and grabbed a cooked patty and began making his sandwich. I made mine, lettuce, cheese, pickles, ketchup, & mustard. Yummmy
I focused on devouring my burger and when I was finished I looked over at Niall who had also finished his. He had a slight dab of ketchup right next to his lip almost on his cheek. I leaned across the counter and swiped my finger across his skin. His face was so soft, that's when I realized i had to pull away and act normal.
He looked at me strangely, like he was confused or something "Thanks" He said rubbing over the spot again. I wiped the ketchup off on a towel and cleaned up our mess.
"Let's go get dried off" I suggested giggling. He nodded and I took the lead to show him upstairs. My brother left some of his clothes here from when he was younger and I kept them in his old room.
We trudged up the stairs, our steps sounding like we were walking in mud, squishing with each step. My room was right across from my brothers, a light purple. We walked into his room, hardly anything in there. I walked over to his closet and opened it. "You can pick stuff from in there, its my older brother's old clothes."
"Ok" Niall replied picking out a white V-Neck shirt and a pair of blue jeans. There was some underwear on the ground, clean of course, that he picked up and looked at me.
"It's clean" I said laughing. He smirked and dropped the clothes on the bed. He grabbed the end of his soaked shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his toned torso. I was surprised at the sight, and I couldn't pull away. His skin was a little wet from his shirt, so when he pulled his shirt over, I looked away so it seemed like I saw nothing.
"Can I have a towel?" He asked politely. I nodded and went into my room to grab a couple towels. I came back and now he was just standing there in his boxers. I blushed a bit and handed him the towel. "Thanks" he said drying himself off. Suddenly he looked down at my shirt and blushed too. I looked down myself and you could see my leopard bra. Great.
I folded my arms so you couldn't see anything. "I'm gonna go change"
"Yeah" Niall said right after I closed my mouth. I ran to my room and closed the door. I stripped my clothes off and pulled on a pair of skin tight leggings and an over sized sweater. I put a headband on, pushing my wet hair out of my face, and then I was done. I opened my door to see Niall on my brother's bed sleeping. I laughed and took out my phone to take a picture. It sounded creepy, but once we become friends he'll laugh. Or at least, if we do become friends.
I wrote a little sticky note and put it on his wet clothes.
Downstairs doing homework, on right of staircase x
