Give Me Love: A Niall Horan Fanfiction

Chapter Two

~*A/N you don't know how excited I am to rewrite this ok bye

~Mama Pigeon:)*~

Chapter Two

Josie's POV:

"Hey Liam, where's the food?" I asked.

No answer.

"Liam," I said a little louder.

"Kitchen," he replied, distracted on Twitter.

"Where's the kitchen?" I asked, glancing around whatever room we were in. I didn't know where shit was in this house. I'd only been here for, like, 13 hours.

He stared at the screen of his phone for a couple more seconds then looked up. "Huh?"

"Forget it," I muttered, turning to find it myself. I spun around and ran straight into something, and spilled my water bottle.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I said. Then I looked up and was greeted with the face of Niall Horan. "Oh god, I spilled all over you didn't I,"

"Hey, it's fine," he reassured me. He grabbed a tshirt from the back of a couch and stripped right in front of me.

He stripped.

Right in front of me.

"Where were you headed?" he asked, pulling the dry shirt over his head.

I swallowed a little. "Kitchen,"

"Want me to show you where it is?"

"Sure." He held out his hand and I took it. The contact was giving me butterflies. That's not good. We just met and I'm already blushing.

We turned a few corners, walked through a hallway, and into the kitchen.

"Thanks," I said quietly. Niall told me he was going to dry off a little more, then left. I chose a few tubes of Pringles and wandered around until I found the living room. Everyone was gathered on the couches and chairs, arguing on what movie they should watch.

"We watched that last week," I heard Zayn whine.

"Well, I wanna see it again," Louis argued.

"How about we let Josie choose!" Harry cheered once he saw I was there.

"Oh, okay," I said, a little surprised. He had caught me mid-Pringle. "Um, let's watch this," I said, picking up Final Destination.

Harry and Zayn looked up at me with dropped jaws. "Are you serious."

"What?" I asked, putting in the movie.

"That movie is fucking scary," Zayn shook his head.

"You wanted me to decide," I shrugged, sitting down on a couch next to Liam.

Louis shrugged and got up to put the DVD in. I turned my attention to the tv as a movie began to play.

"What are we watching?" asked Niall, who was just walking in.

"Final Destination," Louis grinned. I guess he was a scary movie person.

Niall looked around the room and sighed. The only spot left was right next to me. He sat down to my left and put his arm casually on the back of the couch, behind my shoulders. Liam shot him an angry glare, but otherwise pretended not to notice.

I didn't care if Liam didn't want Niall around me. It wasn't Liam's decision of who I interacted with. He can't control my life, even though he always tried.

If I wanted to cuddle with Niall Horan, I was gonna fucking cuddle with Niall Horan.

Bitch.

Niall's POV:

A while into the movie I realized that Josie and I had moved considerably closer to each other. it's not like I was complaining, though. But I was also cuddling with one of my best friend's cousins and if he knew, he'd kill me. He had fallen asleep, so he wasn't aware of our position.

By the time the credits were rolling across the screen, I had my arm around her shoulders and she was laying next to my body.

I looked down at her to see her eyelids clamped shut. It's not like I could leave her on the couch. So I gently scooped her up in my arms and carried her to her bedroom.

I didn't really know what to do, so I kinda just put her on top of her bed. Hopefully that was enough.

"Night Jo," I whispered before closing her door.

Liam's gonna punch me in the face.

Worth it.

~a/n~

I just rewrote this and vomited because the first version was horrible I want to cry this is shit

-ashtyn