Niall's POV
"Morning!" I said as I walked into Lisa's room.
"Go away." she grumbled, rolling over.
"If you say so." I said, walking out of the room, down into the garage, picking up a bucket. I then walked into the kitchen, filling the bucket 1/3 of the way with ice and walking back upstairs and into the bathroom. I started the tub, making it as as cold as possible and walking back into her room, pouring the bucket all over her.
"OH MY GOSH!!!!!!" she screeched "Niall," she started, "You might want to run now." she said, danger lacing her voice.
"Oh, no." I moaned, turning towards the door.
"AH!" I repeated, running down the stairs and out the door, and starting down the street, screaming me head off.
"Niall!" she yelled as she came out onto the porch, dripping wet and wielding a baseball bat.
"No!" I shrieked as she slowly caught up to me, as I was running out of breath and slower than her.
"Yeah!" she screamed, jumping on me back, causing me to fall face first into the snow.
"It burns!" I shrieked.
"Deal with it," she said, chuckling. "Ice burns, too."
"Ah! Please, let me up!" I yelled.
"No." she stated simply. "Only if you say the magic words."
"No, I will not say them." I said, like it was the easiest thing in the word to hold that promise.
"Oh, really?" she asked, mischief clouding her eyes.
"No," I started, knowing what was coming.
"Yes," she said, fliping me over, sitting on my chest, and pinning me arms down with her knees.
"No!!" I yelled, bracing myself.
"Yes!" she screamed, raising her arms and going in for the kill.
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Niall's Shamrock
FanfictionHello, my name is Lisa Summers, um, yeah, THE Lisa Summers, and Niall Horan was my best friend, that is, until he auditioned for the X Factor. This story is about a girl. Her name was Lisa Summers. This is about a girl who is broken in many ways, bu...
