Something Great (Niall Horan)

Chapter 31 - You Moron

Chapter 31 - You Moron

§•Niall's POV•§

I exit the property, and start walking down the road. If any of them are smart enough they'll follow me. I hear someone run up behind me. They grab my arm, and yank me out of the street right as a car whizzes by. Wow, that car could've hit me.

"Niall are you ok?" Kristin frantically asks, checking to see if I'm hurt.

"I'm fine, almost got hit by a car, but fine." I say. She glares at my sardonic response. She hugs me really tightly, and inches us away from the street.

"Way to give me a heart attack!" She then slaps my chest. Jeez!

"I didn't see it, sorry." I mumble.

"You weren't even looking!" She yells.

"Why are you yelling at me?!" I exclaim. She steps back a little. Aw man.

"Because you almost got hit by a car!" She says.

"I'm just gonna keep my mouth shut." I say. I have so many things I could say to that, but absolutely none of them end well. She smiles at me.

"I told you that you were the smart one." Kristin squishes my cheeks. And I thought I had mood swings.

"Well, most of the time." I say. She nods. She points to the road.

"That was just a death wish." She says. I'm not gonna answer that.

"I kinda feel bad for kicking the shit out of him." I say.

"Don't, he had it coming from one of us." Kristin shrugs. Good point.

"But he's my best friend." I say.

"And best friends can be really big jerks, he deserved it." Kristin says. I nod.

"Who pulled me away from him?" I ask.

"Luke and Liam." Kristin answers.

"Good, I would've kept going. I wanted him dead." I say.

"Wanted?" Kristin questions my use of past tense.

"I'd feel bad after." I shrug. She nods.

"I'm guessing you don't want to head back, so where're we going?" She asks me. I glance down the road, able to sorta see the beach.

"We should go sit on the beach." I say, pointing down the road. Kristin nods. So I just realized how tiny the shorts she is wearing are. Like, if I put my sweatshirt on her you wouldn't know she was wearing them. And it's getting colder now that it's 7pm.

"Those shorts are tiny." I say.

"You checking me out?" She asks me. My face burns bright red, I technically was.

"Are you cold?" I ask. She's only wearing a tank top and belly shirt. Neither of those are warm.

"A little." She admits. I grab her arm to see if she's lying. And she is.

"You're freezing." I say. She grins at me. I pull off my sweatshirt, and pull it onto her. I was right, you can't tell she's wearing shorts.

"Now you're gonna be cold." She pouts.

"I'll be fine." I say. My sweatshirt is huge on her. She hugs it to her body.

"It's so warm." She giggles. I smile at her. We make it to the beach, me not almost getting hit by any more cars. We walk onto the beach, instantly getting hit with the ocean air.

"I love the smell of the beach." Kristin says. We find a place to sit on the warm sand. Kristin sits in between my legs, and leans against my chest.