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85. vehicle vivian

BIG BIG BIG BIG THANK YOU TO MIGHTYMED FOR THE BEAUTIFUL COVER IT'S LITERALLY SO??? CUTE¿¿¿

fun fact: that picture of Niall was going to be the cover but I wasn't tryna make this a cheesy punk Niall fic guys

A/N: I didn't update in forever what's up squad what's good how are you how are exams good luck at life

Rip Zouis shippers y'all know what I'm talking about I don't wanna go off on either Zayn or Louis because idk the background there's obviously something going on behind the scenes I don't know about

you guys know that fuckboy I said I was over last chapter? He said I was cute and I'm more into him then I've ever been before like I'm on the verge of just grabbing his face and making out with him

you guys said I'm way to in over my head and I 100% agree with you fam

Guys... Basically... Chapter 89 is really sad (like I actually teared up writing it) so the next few chapters are going to be happy to make up for the heartbreak that is chapter 89 like when I finish writing it I'll probably cry

I can't believe I made you guys wait like how many days for this ratty ass, filler, disgrace for a chapter I apologize

85 - Vivian the Vehicle (I named Niall's car Vivian because multiple people wanted that name and it's just so fucking pretty)

You know that quote that's all like: "It ended with not a bang, but a whimper"?

That's not how my sleep ended, it ended with a bang. Multiple bangs.

"Open this door right now!" I hear somebody banging on the side of the cabin and Niall groans as his arm tightens around me.

"Who is it?" I murmur to Niall, half asleep and half awake.

"Liam; don't say anything. Maybe it'll make him go away."

"Your car is outside, don't play dumb, you cotton candy looking ass bitch." Liam states and I snicker into Niall's shoulder as Niall gasps quietly, clearly offended.

"I don't look like cotton candy," He states quietly, offence clear in his voice and I let out another quiet laugh into his shoulder.

"Are you okay? Are you in pain?" Niall asks suddenly, in a hushed voice because Liam's trying to get inside.

"My whole body hurts." I state quietly.

This time Niall lets out a small snicker, "Haven't you realized it yet?"

"What?"

"You're still in the knee-highs and tutu."

"Shut the fuck up," I groan, rolling out of bed and pulling on one of Niall's flannels.

"You look so good in my clothes." Niall murmurs, "Put my sweats on."

In pull the skirt off (and Niall has to cover his mouth to conceal his laugh) and I pull on the sweat pants.

"I'm keeping the knee-highs, they're so comfortable."

"You're so cute," Niall coos, opening his arms and I instantly crawl back into his embrace as a sigh escapes my mouth.

"Never stop wearing my clothes." Niall mumbles and I hum, "As long as they smell like your attractive cologne I won't."

"I know," Niall wiggles his eyebrows. "My cologne is so attractive."

"Mhm," I hum, snuggling into his chest. "I sound like a grandpa. You broke my voice box, I swear."

"I didn't do shit." Niall laughs, "Your the one who offered, quite technically."