Niall's Sweetheart (Niall Horan fanfic)

Chapter 5

Alisha's POV ;

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While walking down the streets, headed to the bowling alley, the boys and I were basically huddled together since it was so cold.

"I'm freezing my ass off, guys. Where's this," Liam paused, thinking. "Bowl Hole."

"Who would name their bowling alley that.." Liam and Louis laughed while Zayn and Harry were goofing around.

"It's around this corner." I told them. "But it's the best in town."

"Is it really a hole?" Louis asked.

"Nah. It's actually really fun," I assured them.

When we got there, they were standing there, looking at it. I was already at the door when I noticed they weren't following me.

"C'mon."

"I don't think so.."Louis said while Zayn and Harry shook their heads.

"It's nicer inside, I swear." The place wasn't even a tad-bit sleazy. I guess they're not really used to stuff that's not in nicer neighborhoods.

"Guys, come on.." I urged impatiently, stomping my feet.

After just a few seconds of my tantrum, they got annoyed and followed me inside.

Inside, there were neon lights shining on each aisle, green, pink, blue, purple, orange. There was a concession section, sort of like a hot dog stand but much larger. The place was packed, but luckily it was dark enough no one would notice who I was with unless they got close. Plus, these people didn't look like the type who would freak out over One Direction.

When we got our shoes, we found a place to start a game.

"Okay, who's first?" Liam asked excitedly, slapping his hands together like a kid in a candy shop.

"Me!" Niall grinned from ear-to-ear, grabbing a ball. He was stunned at how heavy it was. He must've thought they were as light as.. well, lighter.

I chuckled to myself, sitting down, waiting for my turn. I glanced nervously down at my outfit. Wearing a Steelers sweatshirt with light-washed skinny jeans, I felt like I was underdressed. Everyone else was wearing much nicer clothing.

"So, Alisha," Harry said, eyeing me. I just noticed he had sat down right next to me with his arm around my shoulders. "How long have you and my Nialler known each other?"

"Well-"

"Since we were 12. Well, she was 12 and I was 14." Niall cut in.

"Hm.. cool. So, you're 16 now, right?"

"Yep," I answered. I noticed his brown curls and how they perfectly accentuated his hazel eyes. Wait, what?

I stood up quickly, almost knocking over some beverages. "Uh, my turn," I nervously exclaimed.

Later that night, we stopped at Hy-vee to get some food.

"So, I think we need some cereal," Liam said, grabbing a box of Frosted Flakes.

"Ew, no." I shook my head, grabbing a box of Trix.

"How could you not like Frosted Flakes?" Liam was surprised, as if I didn't know who Justin Bieber was. And since basically everyone knew him, that's how normal people would react if you said you didn't.

"I used to eat it a lot.. I got tired of it."

"It's not very good anyways, Liam." Louis patted Liam on his shoulder, grabbing another box of Trix and putting it in the cart Zayn was pushing.

"Hey, we do not need this much Trix." I laughed, putting back one box.

"But.. Niall loves Trix. He'll eat it all at once," Louis protested, grabbing the box I just put back.

"Yeah, and I'm trying to make my money last."

"I've got it," Niall reassured me, pulling out his thick wallet.

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After we got back to the house, we decided to relax.

"How about," I paused. "Mean Girls?"

"Ew!" They all said, pretty much in unison.

"What? It's not like it's a bad movie." I shrugged, grabbing another movie. While I was searching for a movie in the case beside the T.V., the boys were all wrapped up in blankets on the couch. "Date Night?" I stared at the cover of the case. Tina Fey and Steve Carol were my favorite actors.

"What's it about?" Zayn asked, seeming like the only one interested in what I was suggesting. The others were messing around; pillow fighting.

"A couple that goes out on their date night and they steal a reservation." I showed him the cover.

"I say yes!" He threw up his hand.

"Guys, settle down! It's not polite," Liam calmed Niall, Harry, and Louis down.

"So," I waited for the others' approval.

"Sure, whatever," Louis nodded.

"Alisha," Niall patted the spot next to him, gesturing that I should sit by him.

I snuggled with Niall, getting comfortable. He didn't seem to mind..

This felt like old times.