Summer Love (a Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Summer Love - Chpt. 6

As we all travel up the fancy elevator, Lola and Harry awkwardly flirt in the tight space. All the other boys chat normally together, and Eleanor, in her black skinny jeans, pastel pink pumps and black shirt, is talking to me in the corner.

"So you only found out about the London trip this morning?" She says, looking very surprised, pushing a strand of loosley curled brown hair behind her ear.

"Yeah!" I say, "Niall only just texted me to pack my bags for London at lunch time!" I say, directing my vision over to Niall, who has turned to me as I loudly said his name.

Eleanor and I both crack up when we see Nialls confused little face, becoming even more confused as we laughs out bums off. Guys just don't get girls.

BING! The elevator door sounds as it opens slowly. Oh. My. God. I grab onto Eleanors open hand so I don't get pushed over by the mind blowing beauty of this pent house. Eleanor and I both walk out completely stunned. The boys just casually walk out of the elevator to their rooms and unpack or something boring, but Lola, Eleanor and I just stare at all the modern furniture laid out perfectly around the spacious top floor luxury apartment.

"This is my first time here," Eleanor says, looking out at the stunning view all across London. Big Ben and the London eye are all very close to where we are staying for the next week.

"Holy cow," I say, walking up two decked stairs to where the enormous indoor spa is sitting on a pedistool.

"There's an indor spa!" I say, happy dancing on the deck in my orange skinny jeans. Lola and Eleanor come up to where I am jumping around, admiring the spa. They both join into my dancing spree.

"What the hell are you doing?" An Irish voice fills the room as we all stop jumping.

"We are casually checking out your pent house," Eleanor says very cooly, as she leans on the window, over looking London.

Harry walks in, and Lola tags along to sit infront of the fururistic fire place with him.

Eleanor walks down from the spa and towards where Louis is entering the massive room, and she nuzzles her delicate face into the crook of his neck, probably talking about the spa.

I walk over to Niall, who is standing on the deck, looking at the amazing view over the gorgeous city, with his hands burried in his pockets. I stand next to him.

"We should get Harry and Lola together," I say, pointing at them once I have Nialls attention.

He chuckles and looks at me, but I stare at London through the full-wall window. You can really feel if someone is looking at you, even if your eyes aren't on theirs.

Niall puts his long, muscular arm around my shoulders, and leans his head ontop of mine. Even with heels, I am shorter than him.

"Thank you so much for taking Lola and I here," I say to Niall, admiring London.

Niall gives me a gentle friendly kiss on the fore head, "It's my pleasure," he begins, "It's more fun with you."

*

After everyone has had a proper tour around the pent house, (which took a lot longer than I expected), we all pack out bags into our designated rooms. Lola and I share the guest room, Louis and Eleanor share Louis' and Zayns' room, and the rest of the boys agree to share the largest room, because there are four of them. 

"Who's hungry?" Niall says, coming out of his room with Liam. Everyone raises their hands and barracks for pizza to be delivered.

"Pizza it is." Niall says.

Music starts slowly playing, and the couples (Eleanor and Louis, and Harry and Lola) start swaying slowly to the beats.