Give Me Love: A Niall Horan Fanfiction

Chapter Nine

~* hi guise:3

so today is a snow day and so is tomorrow so you can see why im pretty fucking happy

but that kinda sucks

because i have to write a fucking sad chappie while im chuffed:3

but its gonna get better BECAUSE WE FINALLY FOUND A MOTHER FUCKING PLOTLINE:D

yeah so STORY TIME

today i took my cat to the vet because he has like owwies on his chin and the vet lady shaved his chin and gave him drugs to knock him out and so he was drugged the whole day and he bumped into every fucking door and wall and when i was driving him home he was fucking panting like a dog and i was like YOU STONED CAT but he was falling down the whole day and im just like

i wanna feel bad for you but your such a fucking dumbass i cant even

i love you. (:

~mama ashtyn pigeon(:

ps dakota comes up with the ideas for this but she doesnt write so you wont hear much from her

Chapter Nine

Liam's POV:

I woke up to a warm body and a faceful of blonde hair. Josie was laying on my chest and my arms were wrapped snugly around her.

Why is Josie laying with me?

Oh yeah. My uncle died. I have no idea why- she hasn't told me yet. Last night she was so traumatized, she could barely walk. It killed me to see my cousin like this. She was like a sister to me, and I can't handle seeing her this way.

I moved my arm a little and she stirred. Damn, I forgot she was a light sleeper. She wiggled her toes against my leg, and gently opened her eyes. They were still red and puffy from her sobs last night. I pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Morning, love," I murmured against her head.

"Hi, Li," she said, quietly.

"How are you feeling?"

She sighed. "I could defintely be better," she forced a smile across her lips. "I think I'm ready to talk to you."

"Josie, I'm so sorry...I've been a total douche lately, and I'm just being selfish. I just made it worse by spilling my guts to you and you giving me this news that I didn't even care about listening to first," I admitted.

"It's okay, Li. You didn't know. I was getting tired of not talking to you..I love you too much. I'm happy that you're here for me now, though, because I kind of need it," she said, quietly.

"I'm sorry, Payne."

"I am too."

I tightened my grip around her, and she slipped her arms around my back, pressing me into a hug.

"He died of an accident," her muffled voice said into my chest.

"I'm so sorry, Josie."

"A hit and run. He was hit by a car and left in the street. What heartless person does that?"

"I don't know, sweetie. It's horrible," I agreed.

"He had broken bones all over, and a broken rib punctured his heart. His skull was cracked and had brain swelling and internal bleeding," she said, tears slipping from her big blue eyes.

"Shhh, we're going to be ok," I said softly, wiping under her eyes with my thumbs and dropping some tears of my own.

"A funeral is later this week, and I'd really like to go."