Niall Stylinson

chapter 10

Louis pov

I know exactly when he ate and when he didn't. He gives Niall and me some pancakes. He grabs a 3rd plate and drops some pancakes on that too. Not as much as Niall or I have but it's something!

"What is our planning today?" Harry asks. "I don't want to be home-schooled. I know it's for the best but I wanna be with kids my age," Niall says. "Okay, but if you want to go back to being home-schooled tell us!" I tell him.

Harry disagrees. "No," he simply says. "Why not?" Niall asks which I get. "You just can't I'm sorry," he says. "If it's about hate I don't care about that!" Niall protest. "Fine but you'll go to the same school as Zayn!" Harrys says. After breakfast, Niall changes and I look at Harry.

"Care to explain yourself?" I ask him. He hands over his phone and I read a lot of hate about Niall. "For fock sake! I'm gonna kill them!" I yell. Harry looks at me. "No," he says. I look at him confused. "I fucking told Simon no! I knew something like this would happen and still, I did!"

I grab Harry's arm and he looks at me. "Harry, we both agreed on this. It's not just your fault," I tell him. "You were uncomfortable in the interview, Niall gets hate cus we took him in!" Harry exclaims. "Harry! It was our choice! Yes, I didn't feel comfortable but you grabbing my hand helped! You're the best thing that happened to me! And the best thing that happened to Niall!"

He looks at me with tears in his eyes. "Really?" He asks. "Yes!" I tell him. He starts to blush a little. "You're blushing!" I tell him which makes him even redder. Niall comes back and looks at us. "When can I start?" He asks happily. "Next week," Harry tries to make sure but it's more of a question. "I need school stuff you know," Niall says.

"We get those tomorrow okay?" Harry says. "Do you have to do something today?" Niall asks. "A lot! I have a photoshoot with Gucci and I need to do the last things for my new album. I need to make a new tour and stuff," Harry says with a bored tone. "You sound bored," Niall exclaims. "I am! I'd rather stay here with you!" Harry kisses us both and walks out.

"Love you!" He yells to us before closing the door. "He loves us!" Niall says smiling. "Wanna play a game or watch TV all day?" I ask Niall laughing. "Can we go to the beach?" He asks.

"Okay!" It is beautiful weather outside and maybe it's the best if we go outside. "I'm going to get my swimming clothes and so should you!" Niall tells me. "Alright!" We change into our swimming clothes and go to the beach.

"Can I get ice cream later?" Niall asks so cutely. "We can lunch here and eat ice!" He smiles big and we run to the water. We play for a while. "Hey, Niall come here okay?" I ask him. "Why?" He asks. "You need suncream cus if you don't you'll get burned and we don't want that!"

"Okay!" I do his back while he does his face. He turns around and looks at me. He's all white over his face cus of the suncream. I burst out laughing and take a picture. I sent it to Harry. "Come here Nialler!" I tell him. I do it better and we lay down on the towels. "I really like staying with you guys," I look at him and smile. "Well, that's good cus we like you around too!" I tell him.

A group of girls walk to us. Honestly? Can't we relax? "Hello," one of the girls says. "What do you want?" I ask straight to the point. I'm not straight but in these kinds of situations, I am! "Well, we just wanted to know how you and Harry are. So how are you guys?" She asks looking very bitchy at Niall. "We are fine. Niall is fine! Thank you for asking now you can leave again," I tell her.

She rolls her eyes. "He'll go back where he belongs soon!" She says. Niall looks at me and I shake my head. "No, he won't! If you're a Harry fan you should know that!" I tell her. "He's just here to make you guys look good nothing more," she says. "Yea, that's what people said about me in the beginning but yet here I am after 3 years!" I tell her. "Jerk off!" She says. "Slut!" I tell her with a smirk. "Besides I only do that to Harry!" I smirk harder. She walks of rolling her eyes.

"Don't listen to her! You're the best that happened to us," I tell him. "You sure?" He asks. "I am very sure!" I tell him. What a bitch was that!