Summer Love (a Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Summer Love - Chpt. 19

"You're staying in our house?" I blurt out, detatching from Nialls strong hold, the paparazzi swarming around us like mosqitos.

"Sure am." He says, giving me a soft kiss on the lips. My lips tingle as they pull away, not giving a care in the world about my surroundings. I hear and see cameras flash, but my vision doesn't leave Nialls, and his doesn't leave mine either.

"Let's get going." He whispers into my neck, fanning his hot breath making my feel cozy in his arms as it blizzards around us. It's frikin freezing and I swear, if I wasn't in Nialls arms, I'd be frozen stiff into a statue.

"Niall! Is this your 'Summer Love'?" I hear a paparazzi yell from the mob. Niall looks at the crowd, not knowing who asked.

"What do you think?" He chuckles, planting another kiss on my cheek, making my giggle. It's nice that he is saying that I'm his in public. 

"Welcome back, finally." Lola teases, sitting in Harrys arms. All the boys are in our small home, plus Eleanor, Perrie and Bella.

"Wow, 10 people and a dog packed into a 2 bedroom town house." I think outloud, chucking my coat and beanie onto the vacant couch. Lola cracks up. You see, Lolas' parents, Wendy and Luca Stone are quite wealthy, and when they found out Lola and I were planning to move into a small apartment in a poorer suburb, they just went and bought a beautiful little town house in the most expensive part of Dublin.

When you walk in through the front door, you see that through out the entire bottom floor it's decked with crisp, dark polished wood. The walls are all white, making this rather small area look bigger and more spacious. 

There's a flat screen TV, hung up on the wall, and below is a simple white and glass cabinet with our large collection of movies stored in it. There's a matching coffee table infront, which is surrounded by a set of 3 matching, dark leather sofas. Further down the room, there's the island kitchen bench, which is the same wood as the floor. The cupboards are white, and the entire kitchen is accented with the colour red. Like red magnets for the fridge, kettle, red accessories.

As you walk up the beige carpeted stairs, you enter the top floor, which is all carpet because it gets cold. There's the one bathroom righ in the middle, and on either side of that door, is our bed rooms. Lola's is on the left, and mine is on the right. 

My bed is a white wash colour, that always has green sheets, with a leaf print on it. I have little lanterns, that are white, on all the walls, and when they light up, the whole room glows a homely yellow. I have a massive book shelf, which matches the cabinets for the TV down stairs, and it's mainly filled with, books, obviously, and some movies for the small TV which hangs on the opposite wall from my bed. I have a music system for my phone, and is probably my favourite thing in my room.

Lola's room is almost the same as mine, exept it's a bit bigger. She has the same bed, but instead of green leaves, it has light pink tropical flowers on it. She has a TV, and her book shelf is packed the same as mine, also with a music system. 

"I didn't even realise." Lola admits, while Harry whispers something into her ear making her giggle.

"So we'll be sharing rooms?" Lola asks, responding to Harrys question. I can quess what it was easy peasy.

"Yep! So no 'baby making business' for you two." I joke, hearing Niall laugh from behind me. I spin around, to find myself already in his arms. His laugh is like a breath of fresh air. When ever you hear it, you feel new.

"Ok then, who's hungry?" Lola asks, getting up off Harrys lap. We've just been talking and laughing amongst each other for hours, and it's dark now.