" Niall! cut that out!!!" I laughed
"No!!!" He yelled, making his Irish accent echo across the room.
He's beautiful blue eyes and messy blonde hair were all doing him justice and making him look like the happiest man alive.
Niall was hovering on top of me, tickling me till my face was beat red.
I tried really hard to keep a steady amount of laughter, But it just became to hard and to be honest I was lacking a sugnificant amount of oxygen. So instead of conpressing the loud laugh into an anoying throaty gurgling giggle I let it all out, I mean it's just Niall, My best friend who's he to judge?
Boy, we were so happy.
Hanging out into the tree house, waking the neighbors in the middle of the night with our loud music, eating pizza and watching the game, yeah thoes were good times...
Well it all kind of changed when the Autumn leave's filled our tree house bright and vibrant oranges, reds and yellows.
All the color's, I now long to see.
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Love is Blind
FanfictionLove, a four letter verb, an intense feeling of deep affection. That four letter word described Emma's feeling twords her best friend; Niall. But with every good story there's a catch, not only does Emma think Niall has no interest, but she also mig...
