One Fateful Phone Call - One Direction

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

VICTORIA'S POV

"Who's gonna carry her?" Harry's voice called out, I had awoken from my slumber but I don't think they realized it. So to have some fun, I decided to see, or rather hear, who would volunteer to carry me... Or who was forced.

"I will." I heard an Irish accent say. Niall seemed to be growing on me. I felt two arms pick me up, one under my legs and one under my back.

"You seem to fancy her Niall." I heard Louis say jokingly, and I felt Niall tense up a bit. No, there is no possible way a 19 year old could like me, a 15 year old.

"I don't Lou that would technically I would be classified as being a Paedophile." Niall said with a laugh, oh his lovely laugh, he's adorable. "But boys, could you be a little quieter, you don't want to wake Vicki do you?" soon after I didn't hear any voices so I assumed that the boys had listened to him. After I experienced being carried up the steps inside the house, I decided to 'wake up'.

"Sleeping beauty is awake!" Niall said still carrying me to what I guessed was my room for the time being.

"That I am." I said trying to make my voice sound as groggy as it could. We walked into a bedroom and he set me down on the bed.

"Your voice is cute when you wake up." Oh. My. God. Niall Horan just called me cute! I held in my fan girl by blushing and looking at the ground. I then got up and sat cross legged on my bed saying,

"Thanks. What are you and the boys doing today?" hey, a girl can be curious.

"Liam told us we weren't doing anything besides gettin’ to know you." my eyes light up at his statement and said,

"Well then what are we in here for, I'm not tired anymore so let's go!" Niall turned around to leave and I jumped on his back from the bed. He started laughing and ran out the door. We got to the stairs and he quickly but carefully ran down them with me still on his back.

We entered the living room to see all of the boys in a remote control fight. I told Niall to put me down and he did. I waltzed over to them and grabbed the clicker from Liam who had just wrestled it away from Zayn. I then ran over to hide behind Niall. I poked my head around the side of him to see four boys with shocked faces.

"You did not do that without any struggle." Harry said with wide eyes.

"Was it supposed to be challenging?" I asked winding the back of Niall's shirt in between my fingers as I saw them gradually advancing on me.

"Yes! It is always the hardest to get it from Liam!" Louis said in astonishment.

"It's actually pretty easy to get it from him. Just get a spoon if he doesn't give it to you." I said joking with a smile on my face. I'm well aware the spoon thing is a joke but it's still funny, just like Louis' carrot fetish. Oh crap, I just gave them an idea. I bet you anything they're going to use clowns against me. I saw a light go off in boys' heads, damn.

"I got it you guys get her!" Louis yelled racing to the bathroom, for face paint no doubt. I felt my feet lift off the ground and that unmistakable Irish accent say,

"Captain Ireland to the rescue!"

I just laughed and he ran up the stairs, his shoulder rammed into my stomach with every leap he took. I groaned at every step making him apologize about a million times.

Once we were safely up in my bedroom and had locked the door he put me down gently on my bed for the second time today.

"You know, you're pretty light for a 15 year old." Niall said not even panting one bit. Me on the other hand, I was out of breath from having the wind knocked out of my several times thank you very much Mr. Horan.