Envy (Niall Horan Fan-Fic) Book 1(IN EDITING)

Part nine

Nialls POV

"I bet it wasn't that embarrassing."

"Niall, I ran into a trash can and everything in that trash can fell on me." Eli says as we both remain laying down next to each other, her legs on top of my own.

Ever since we've been coming here every night, Eli and I have gotten pretty close. It's pretty sick knowing that this human beside me actually enjoys my stupidity as much as I enjoy hers.

We're both stupid.

But that's what makes us Niall and Eli I guess.

"Everyone has run into a trash can at least once in their life." I say, trying to cheer her up even though I have never run into a trash can and find her situation pretty damn hilarious.

"Not while there manager is standing right next to them..."

I turn my head to the left, looking at her and trying so badly to hide my own amusement, but fail as a few breaths of air release from my lips unwillingly, followed by my hard laughs.

She gasps, smiling herself.

"Are you laughing at me you twat?!"

I just laugh harder and she nudges me in the shoulder.

"I least I didn't run into a damn pole Infront of a model."

This time she laughs at the memory and I'm the one that's gasping.

"Hey, that's not fair. I was speed walking and wasn't really paying attention and she said I was adorable." I defend.

"She said it out of pity. Probably thought you were blind."

I gasp again and she sits up a little, her head falling back in laughter, her tongue hitting the back of her teeth like it always does when she's this way.

"Well you know what, I hurt my head that day. What if I somehow hit my eyes or something and did actually become blind?"

She places her hands behind her back to balance her. Her eyes avert down to me
and she just shakes her head a little before leaning herself closer to me.

"Aww poor baby."

I just nod, sticking out my bottom lip slightly.

"I got a bruise on my fore head and everything." I add, a few more laughs escaping her.

"Will this make it any better?" she questions with an evil, mischievous grin.

I raise an eyebrow.

"What do yo- hey!!"

I quickly adjust myself, sitting myself up as well soon after her pillow attack and she quickly moves her legs away from me and scoots back.

"And you say I'm the twat!" I say, beginning to grab all the pillows my hands can possibly hold.

Her eyes widen and she quickly gets herself up from the floor.

"But you are."

And at that I begin to fling the feather filled clouds at her and she just begins to run, getting hit by practically all of them.

She thinks she can run. But she is probably one of the slowest runners I've ever seen.

"You'll never get me!" she yells as she crouches down behind a cleaning cart.

I laugh as I now get my own ass off the floor, continuing to grab and throw.

She screams a little when I get her, but grabs the pillow as soon as it hits the floor beside her bare feet.