Lost at Sea || Niall Horan (In Editing)

Chapter 36

Erica's POV

"Niall?" I walked into an empty room, I'm sure I left him on the couch when I left this morning. My note was gone from the coffee table so he knew where I had gone.

"Niall?"

That's when I heard the shower running, I sighed with relief and slouched onto the soft couch. I flicked the TV on to see Adventure time on so I mentally cheered.

The door burst open and a pouting Louis sulked in and sat on the couch. I smirked at the older boy's antics,

"What happened Lou bear? You wanna tell Mumma Ezzy?" He sighed dramatically,

"Harry told me I'm immature."

I held back a giggle as I tried to give him my most sincere look,

"You aren't immature Lou, just childish." He gasped and grabbed his chest,

"That hurt Ezzy, right here." He got up from the couch and stuck his nose in the air.

"I don't like you anymore Miss Mitchell." I couldn't hold back my laughter anymore.

Niall chose that moment to walk into the living room wearing nothing but a towel. Louis wolf whistled,

"Oh Niall, you didn't have to do all this for me." Niall raised an eyebrow and chuckled,

"Who said its for you?" Louis gasp and wiped a fake tear from his eye,

"I thought we had something special Ni, what happened to Nouis?"

I giggled,

"What the heck is Nouis?" Niall chuckled and shook his hair "

Its our bromance name, Louis and Nouis." I nodded and giggled,

"Well go get dressed Niall, we're all going out to Oxley and playing Cricket." Louis rolled his eyes and walked out of the room slamming the door behind him.

Niall chuckled,

"Why are we playing cricket?"

"I'm going to give you an Aussie experience, I would give you vegemite on toast but I know you don't like it so we'll just have to settle for having nutella on toast with Milo."

"What's Milo?" I gasped,

"Go get changed and I will bring you the gold that is Milo." He chuckled and disappeared into his room.

An hour later we were standing in the lobby waiting for the rest of the lads to join us. We would be meeting Stella and Zach at the park. We were currently staying in the City with the boys and had a 30 minute drive to Oxley where we would be playing cricket.

There is a certain park there that Mum and I used to go to together with our English Springer Spaniel Figaro. We had given Figaro to Zach when I moved be cause we weren't allowed dogs on the ship, maybe I could take him back to England with me.

A body suddenly collided with mine sending me forwards crashing into Niall,

"Morning Ezzy." I smirked,

"Morning Sir Harold, ready to be beaten at one of the greatest games ever created."

He chuckled,

"And what would that be?"

"BACKYARD CRICKET!" I cheered grabbing Niall's hand. The boys cheered and followed me into the van that Paul hired out for us.

I jumped into the driver's seat with Liam calling shot gun, the rest clambered into the back. The boys in the back fell into a conversation about what they wanted to do before they left for New York on Sunday night.