Give Me Love: A Niall Horan Fanfiction

Chapter Three

~*A/N HAPPY VALENTINES DAY so we're really thankful for the people who have read this...and we love you:)

im gonna tell you a story

so my mommy took me to get chinese takeout (thanks for making me feel extra single on valentines day) and we were in the drive thru and i knew you were trouble by taylor swift came on and i was freaking out because she said in an interview that it "reminded her of harry" so she wrote like 5 songs about him and shot her music video dressed like him and i was like *facepalm grow up* but i was telling my mommy about all her boyfriends and how she has like a million exes and my mommy goes "the hard part isnt remembering whos been her boyfriend its remembering which boy the songs are about" and i was like XD i love you mom

*NO HATE ON TAYLOR I LOVE HER AS MUCH AS YOU GUYS DO BUT I LOVE HARRY MORE*

i love you baby pigeons xxx

~mama pigeeooon:)*~

Chapter Three

Liam's POV:

I woke up early the next morning. Not a big surprise, I was usually the first one up. I quickly dressed and went downstairs, and surprisingly, found Harry and Zayn awake and sitting on the couch, Louis laying on the floor, and Josie sitting on a counter.

"Good morning," I said cheerfully.

Josie just groaned. She was never a morning person.

"How was your first night in London?"

"I slept well, thanks. There was no late night drinking or sex to keep me awake," she winked.

"Don't get too used to it," I replied, sitting down on a couch next to Zayn, who was half asleep. "I thought we'd go shopping today," I offered.

"When?" Josie asked frantically.

"Uh, like a couple hours?"

"I have to get ready!" she jumped down from the counter and started to rush upstairs. I heard an 'oof' sound and an apology, then Niall coming down the stairs with blushed cheeks.

"Run into Josie?" Harry smirked.

He avoided his eyes from ours and went into the kitchen. "Yeah."

He totally likes her. But if he makes a move on her, I'll kill him.

Fag.

Josie's POV:

I zipped open one of my suitcases while trying to get my heartbeat and breathing under control.

I just ran straight into Niall Horan, a-fucking-gain.

'Doesn't work out' my ass. He's like a rock.

I changed out of my pajamas and into pair of shorts and a nice shirt. Since I'm a fuckup, I got soap in my eyes while washing my face.

Wowie, I suck. ~okay who caught my zach aplin reference no one ok~

I also burned my ear while straightening my hair and stabbed my eye multiple times while applying mascara.

And I wonder why I'm single.

"Josie, let's go!" What sounded like Zayn called.

I shoved my feet into a pair of Converse and tied only one before trotting down the stairs.

"Okay, I'm ready, wait my phone is upstairs!" I ran back up. Damn, I'm gonna lose some weight on these stairs.

"You shoe's untied," Liam told me once I came back downstairs.