Chapter 7 : Confessions
After i got back to Niall's i went straight to his kitchen because he loves to cook for dinner. I slammed the magazine on the kitchen counter. He turned and had a startled look on his face. Good. He saw that i was angry.
" Woah! What's wrong with you, grouchy pants?"
" What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?!"
"Samantha. What's wrong?" I almost cry, i can feel the tears trying to break away and run down my cheeks and ruining my makeup
" You and 'your 'POSSY' lied to me! You all lied to me!" Now the tears are sliding down my cheeks and hitting the cold, hard tile floor. " I thought i could trust you all, but i guess i can't."
" Look at me. What's wrong?"
I point at the magazine. " You tell me." He looks at the magazine and suddenly know what i'm talking about.
" I was going to tell you -" He starts.
" Were you?!" I cut him off.
" Yes i was."
" When? When were going to tell me?"
" Soon."
" Soon isn't going to cut it, Niall. Soon, to you, is like a year."
" I'm sorry."
" You should be."
" I am."
" K. I'm going to bed."I just realized how harsh i was being.
" Wait," He grabs my wrist. " So, you're just gonna go to bed, that's it? I am really sorry Sam."
" Yep -" i start.
" I AM REALLY SORRY. Will you forgive me?
" Yes. But if you ever do something like this to me again-"
" Then what?"
" Then i'll-i'll just have to tickle you." I cross my arms.
" Tickle me?" He scoffs.
" Yes. Tickle you."
" You can't tickle me. I'm stronger than you."
" Oh, really?"
" Yes really."
" Prove it." I jump on his back and start tickling him.
" That's the best you can do?"
" Nope." He falls to the ground laughing and squishing me."
" Get off of me niall! I can't breathe!"
" No."
" Yes please, i'll do anything!"
" Like what?"
" I'll kiss you."
" Oh really?"
" Yes." I say. " Just let me up and let me breath
" Okay. But, you have to give me a big, wet slobbery kiss." It feels like we are kids again.
" EW! GROSS! NO!"
" You have to."
" UGH! fine." I'm going to regret this, i thought. Turns out i didnt, he's a really good kisser. While we were kissing i get a phone call. Zayn.
"Hold on Naill." I say and stop kissing him. " Hello?"
" Hey. Can i talk to you?"
" Um, why?"
" We need to talk, about us."
" Ok?"
" Can we meet?"
" Yea, sure."
" K i'm at niall's."
" Ok, bye."
" Bye." he hangs up.
" Who was that?" Niall asks.
" Zayn."
" Oh." We just stand there awkwardly.
" So...?"
" So? what?"
" I gotta get ready."
" Why?" he asks me while following my every footstep up his stairs and to his room.
" Because, Zayn needs to talk."
" What about?"
" Us, i guess."
" Ok." he says.
I can tell there is hurt in his eyes and his voice. I clear my throat. " What's wrong?"
" Nothing." he says.
" Yes there is, tell me, what's on your mind, small fry?"
" SMALLFRY?" He asks me while smiling. " I'm taller than you!"
" Ya, so?" I say with my arms across my chest and sticking my tongue at him.
" SO... That makes you the smallfry, smallfry!"
" Says who?"
" ME!"
" So?"
" So, you're about to be tickled!"
" What! You wouldn't!"
" Oh, i will." Soon enough he picks me up over his shoulder and lays me on his bed and starts tickling me
" NO! STOP! Niall, you are going to make me look sloppy!"
" So?"
" SO! I don't want to look sloppy!"
" Oh well."
" NIALL SOMETHING HORAN!!!" He stops tickling me and sits up.
" What?" He looks confused.
" Well, i don't know your middle name."
" It's JAMES."
" Oh. Well. NIALL JAMES HORAN!!!"
" What do you want now, love?"
" You know what."
" Oh, you mean stop tickling you? NEVER!" He starts tickling me again until we hear a doorbell. Zayn.
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FanfictionThe whole story is about a girl named Samantha and she falls in love with two guys, Zayn and Niall. Niall tries to hook them up together but Samantha thinks that Niall likes her when actually it's Zayn. Then, she discovers that them and their friend...
