My Life Is Turning Into A Fanfic !

It's so sissy.

It's so sissy.

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Liliana's P.O.V.

"Here, just let me put some ice on it." I said, as I attempted to press an ice pack to Niall's face.

"I can do it myself." He replied, dodging my efforts.

"Niall, stop squirming!" I scolded.

"I can do it myself!" he repeated coldly.

"Why are you mad at me?" I asked, slumping down on the couch in defeat.

"I'm not mad at you." He told me.

"Then what is wrong?" I asked.

"I'm mad at Liam." He grunted. There was a moment of silence, where neither of us were sure what to say. I took advantage of the lull to swiftly press the ice pack to his face.

"Ha! Got you!" I laughed triumphantly. Niall groaned from the force of the impact.

"How could he do that to me? He's supposed to be my mate." Niall asked quietly.

"He didn't mean to hurt you, Niall, I'm sure." I told him. "I think that he felt lonely and made a bad decision in the moment."

Niall thought for a second before asking, "Lilli?"

"Yeah?" I replied, releasing my pressure on his jaw. He pulled me on to his lap and I wrapped an arm around his neck, to balance myself.

"I know you said that you don't like this kind of thing..." he began. I felt my heart speed up so much, I thought it might burst right out of my chest. "But I love you, Liliana."

I sat completely still, staring at him. "Oh, shit." He muttered. "Too soon? I can't believe I just said that, and you don't-"

I kissed his cheek and giggled, cutting him off. "I love you too, dumb-ass." I whispered.

"Oh, thank the Lord!" he sighed. "You scared the crap out of me!"

"I'm sorry!" I giggled. "I just wasn't expecting you to say that!" He chuckled and tightened his grip on me, as I lent down to kiss him.

"You know, you two have a room to be like that in." Jasmine asked, before sitting on the couch next to us.

"Way to kill the mood, Jaz." I sighed.

"Did it just happen?!" she gasped excitedly. I nodded timidly, climbing off Niall's lap.

"What just happened?" Harry asked, as Jasmine got up to walk over to the DVD player.

"They just said I love you to each other, stupid!" Jasmine gushed.

"Omg!" Harry mocked, in a high-pitched voice.

"Shut up." she replied. "We're gonna watch a movie, do you wanna watch it with us?"

"Which movie?" I asked.

"The Notebook." Harry replied.

"Do we have to?" I whined. "It's so sissy."

"Even you can't be immune to the raw emotion of that movie!" Jasmine exclaimed.

"I love this movie." Harry said, pulling Jasmine closer, as he slung an arm over her shoulder, while she cuddled into him.

"Fine." I groaned, throwing my legs over Niall.

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Jasmine was crying, Niall was crying, Harry was in tears – I, however, was not.

"It's just so beautiful." Jasmine cried, flopping on to Harry.

"I know, baby, I know." He soothed her.

"You guys totally ruined the whole movie." I told them.

"How did we ruin it?" Jasmine asked, as the credits began to roll.

"You were being all mushy and gross the whole time." I shuddered.

"Well, you didn't have to watch the romance movie with the couple." She replied.

"You made me!" I retorted. "I just realised that we only have, like, three days before we go home."

"Oh." Niall mumbled.

"No more secret tunnels!" Jasmine pouted.

"What secret tunnels?" Harry asked. I glared at Jasmine, begging her to change the subject.

"But Harry suggested that we stay with them and go along with them on their European tour!" Jasmine exclaimed, successfully diverting the conversation from the tunnels.

"Wait, what?!" I screeched.

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