me and niall bounce off eachother with random facts for about 2 hours after that. it was nice. i got to see a side of him i've never seen before, and it almost made me, nostalgic? like catching up with an old friend who you grew up with. i learned that him and his friend group of 4 have all been best friends since grade school, and they've always taken a liking to music. he can play the guitar really well, and he's amazing at singing. he actually sang a little bit of a song they've been working on, and it's actually pretty good.
i told him about my mom and how i've never really been close with anyone since she passed. sure i've had friends here and there but none i really could consider best friends. he seemed genuinely sympathetic for me, and it was a nice feeling.
after he left my room i decided to begin packing my things once again. luckily for me, most of my stuff is still in boxes from our first move. i come across one of niall's shirts that must have got mixed up with mine and decided to return it.
"hey niall, i think your shirt got left with my-" i enter his room and my eyes immediately meet with a girl.
"oh sorry, i didn't meet to interrupt." i say as his girl "friend" shoots me a rude glare.
"no you're good, just toss it to me" niall replies and i throw his shirt to him and close his door on the way out.
i didn't even hear her come in, which is weird since i always hear when people walk upstairs. no emotions flush through me, that encounter left me empty, almost drained even though i saw her for a second. he really met someone huh?
i return to packing and try to forget that ever happened. occasional laughter will deep through his walls into mine. once i'm done packing for the night, i climb into bed and start the nightly routine of scrolling through every social media imaginable until i drift to sleep.
i log onto instagram and see a new follow in my notifications
harrystyles18 started following you
i click on his profile but there's no posts, people from my school follow him so i decide to follow back. then it hits me. the boy i briefly talked to the other day said his name was harry, is he the same one?
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Risky Love [Niall Horan X Reader]
Fiksi PenggemarYou are a sixteen-year-old girl who is moving in with your dad's girlfriend and her son. At first, you aren't too thrilled about being apart of their family but as soon as you stare into her son's gorgeous blue eyes, all your doubts disappear.