Next Door (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

New Neighbour

•Ember's POV•

I was upstairs on the computer when I heard a knock on the door. I realized that it must have been Bobby's son, so I rushed to the door.

I slowly unlocked the door and opened it.

I smiled at the short blond young teenager. He had dark brown roots so I figured he had dyed his hair. He had deep blue eyes and a crooked smile. The blond boy wore a white tee shirt and some blue-wave board shorts. He was a cute kid.

I took out my right hand;

''Hello, I'm Ember! You must our new neighbour!?'' A smile came from ear to ear.

Nothing. Nothing came out of the boy's mouth...

"Hello?" I waved my hand in front of his face. He was starring at me...

"Yes? Oh, hello!" He shook my hand, snapping out of his daze. He had this...this thick accent. I couldn't point it out!

"I'm Ember, what's your name?" I repeated.

"Niall. Niall Horan. We just moved here from Ireland."

"Wow, that's far away... Come in, come in!" I waved at him.

"Ember, who's at the door, sweety?" My grand-mother asked screaming from the top of the stairs.

"Grand-ma, meet Niall. Him and his family just moved here from Ireland! They are our new neighbours, where M. Donahugh used to live before he passed away."

"Oh, of course. Welcome to the neighbourhood, Niall! I'm sure you and your family will be happy here. Come take a seat in our living room, we can talk." My grand-mother shook his hand and put a hand on his back showing him to our living room.

•Niall's POV•

"Amy! Amy?! Come down here, we have company!" Ember's grand-mother yelled.

"Uuuughhh... What now?!" I heard a voice mumble from the top of the stairs.

A younger version of Ember was walking towards us and sat down. Only, she had short black hair and glasses. She was equally as pretty as Ember, we could say that they're twins.

"Niall, this is Amy. Amy, this is Niall, our new neighbour." I stood up and shook Amy's hand. She sat down next to me on the couch.

"I didn't catch your name, miss?" I asked the woman.

"My name is Tina. Now, tell us about you, son." Tina looked at me all interested as if she was an interviewer..

I started to tell her about me;

"Well, my name is Niall Horan, I'm 14 years old (turning 15 this year) and my dad works in Nova Scotia which is why we moved here. My mother passed away when I was 5. And I have an older brother named Greg." I said thinking between each phrase.

"Interesting. Have you applied for school yet?" Tina asked me.

"No, not yet. But I will this week."

"Will you be attending French or English school?" She asked me another question.

"They have a French school here?" Tina, Amy and Ember nodded; "French is one of the languages here..."

"That's so cool, but I don't know one word French." I replied embarrassed.

"I could teach you! You'll be a pro!" Ember said to me with bug eyes.

Ember was so sweet, beautiful, and she was nice. Well, she seemed nice and sweet, since I met her 15 minutes ago... But she was for sure beautiful.

•Amy's POV•

Niall seemed like a nice guy. I think we would get along just fine, plus, he's cute. He has a sexy thick Irish accent which makes him very likeable.

"When will we be able to meet your brother and father?" My grand-ma asked Niall.

"I don't know... He said that he would come over when he looks presentable because he has to unload our furniture, clothes, etc. into the house. So probably tomorrow I guess." He replied.

"I'm going to do my homework!" I told them running up to my room. I didn't really have homework, I just wanted to pick up my room.