Infatuated [niall horan]

{8} Start

  If you like alternative rock then I'm sure you'll like the song above. It's called Smooth Sailing by Queens of the Stone Age.
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"Niall, I'm nervous." Aria gripped the arm rest and looked over at Niall. He put his arm around her and pulled her close, doing his best to comfort her.

  "Never been on a plane? Oh, God, this is gonna be one hell of a trip." Niall shook his head, patting her face, as a joke.

  "One dollar in the swear jar..." Aria groaned.

  The jet smoothed down and it was no longer bumpy. Aria calmed down a little and let out a long sigh. "How do you all get used to this?"

  "You just...do? I don't know, when you do it back and forth, again and again the only thing that bothers you is jetlag."

  "Well, great." She sighed. Aria rested her head on Niall's shoulder and noticed something different about Niall's arms, they seemed bigger than usual. Which intrigued her.
 
  She lightly squeezed his bicep and 'oohed' at the more muscular feeling of them.

  "I've been working out a lot lately. Needless to say it was to impress you."  He said, looking at her.

  "Well, I'm flattered. But a beefed up egotistical bodybuilder isn't my thing. But you're fine like this." She smiled at him.

  "I'll never be like that."

  "I hope not."

  "Trust me, baby. Trust me."

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  "Niall you twat! How are you using cheats on Fifa?" Louis yelled as he grabbed Niall's controller from his hands and took out the battery pack.

  "Lou he's not cheating. I think you're a bit rusty. You haven't played an actual game in weeks, you poor thing."  Harry walked in and tried to console Louis, but he was too hopped up on Red Bull to care.

  "Not now Harold. Niall's cheating, he's shit at Fifa." Louis tried to get Harry to leave. "You need to take a break, Louis. C'mon now." Harry picked Louis up with a grunt and put him over his shoulder, carrying him to the couch that Liam and Aria were sitting at, enjoying the scene. She was mainly staring at Niall's shirtless back.

  Louis was plopped on the spot next to Aria and Harry sat next to Louis and cuddled with him. Niall didn't want Liam to feel upset so when he sat Next to Aria, he didn't cuddle up with her, and she knew too.

  For a while, they sat on the huge couch and switched through regular Tv, groaning at every while Niall insists they all switch to Netflix.

  "For fuck's sake, just switch to Netflix."

  "You're cute when you swear." Aria laughed. "we all agreed to making that a last resort, anyway."

  "But we went through 163 channels. Twice." He said.

  Aria just shrugged in response. Liam went to go turn on the Xbox for Netflix, and Harry started fanning himself.

  "Guys is it hot in here or is it me?"
  "Oh it's you alright, you sexy beast." Louis laughed.

  "Eww. Do that somewhere else, and in your own rooms. We're piled in here, so I'm not gonna go in the kitchen for a sandwich and see you two doing dirty things on the counter, I hope."

  "Can't control what happens." Louis shrugged and Liam shuddered at the thought.

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  "Alrighty. Me and Aria are ditching you weirdos." Niall said. Aria was being carried bridal style by him and occasionally he would pinch her butt.

  "Please, I'm tired. Shhh" Harry grumbled.

  "Later losers." Aria laughed.

  They left the hotel room and headed to theirs. Niall let Aria down and went to turn on the air. It was hot all throughout the hotel, luckily there was central air.

  "We have to pickup Queen in 5 minutes." Niall said.

  "So put a shirt on." Aria said, taking a sip of water.

  Niall looked confused and looked down at his shirtless torso. "When did I take this off?"

  "As soon as the game of football started between you and Louis. You peeled it off complaining how it was too hot. We had the air on." She explained, putting her shoes on.

  "Hm." He found a shirt on a suitcase and threw it on. He looked down at it and noticed it wasn't his. "I own a Captain America shirt? I'm confused."

  "Niall. That's mine." Aria laughed.

  "It's a men's. And it fits." Niall pointed out. "And it smells great."

  "Yes, you can wear it."

  "Sweet!"

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  Aria and Niall drive back to the hotel from picking up Queen. Queen is happily sat on Niall's lap, looking out the window.

  "She's a tall dog." Niall acknowledged. It was a red light, and Niall started to pet her. "She's young though. Had her since she was a pup."

  "How long?" He looked at Queen then at Aria.

  "About three years. My father gave her to me for my twenty-first birthday." She said, leading Queen to sit on her lap so Niall can drive.

 Niall pondered for a few minutes "You're twenty four?" Niall looked shocked, but kept his face on the road.

  "Yes. Now that you say that, I feel old."
 
  "Oh, please. You're 3 years older than me. You're like a...younger cougar."

  "Well that lightens the mood I guess." She laughed.

  "Anyways, we're here."

  "She's asleep..." Aria groaned."You're carrying her since you have all the muscles."

  "Damn."

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