If I'm Louder - Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 4 - Whatever

I burst into giggles at Harry's red face. Niall and Perrie were snickering. "Well she was fit!" Harry defended and I just shook my head in disapproval. "Dude that is sickening. I hope you know that that is a form of sexual harassment." I tell him.

"What the hell is 'Waky waky sho she'?" Perrie laughs.

"Whatever the hell they say."

"Girl you are one of a kind."

"Yep, now if you could just point me in the direction of the fridge." I say pointing my thumb to the side.

She laughs and nods "C'mon." Then pulls me in the direction of the kitchen. I turn around and walk backwards saying "Bye boys." Then winking and turning back around. We go to the kitchen and I see a teenage girl laying on the kitchen table, on her phone.

"Uh uh no." I laugh sarcastically. She looks at me, "Aw hell to the no. Get yo ass off that table girl people eat there!" I shout and she scowls.

"Um who are you?" She says with disgust in her voice. Oh hell no, this bitch going down the wrong road.

"Bitch get the hell off da counter!" I say pushing her off the table. She screams and everyone runs in. "WHAT HAPPENED?!" Zayn yells.

"She had her ASS on the TABLE otherwise known as the PLACE we put our FOOD. I gladly removed it for her." I cock my head to the side. The girl stands up scoffing.

"You did NOT just do that." She growls.

"Believe it! Honey yo ass goes in the chair not on the table!"

"ZAYNIE WHO IS THIS?!" Zaynie?

"Um well... Yeah so... argh. Um this is our cousin Katie from New York. I guess they won't get along afterall." Zayn says awkwardly.

"Doniya Malik I have told you a million times to stay off the table!" Patricia scolds.

Doniya rolls her eyes and huffs a "Whatever"

"YOU LET HER TALK TO YOU LIKE THAT?! Girl you need to loose yo attitude. You never know what the hell could happen any minute. What if yo mama wasn't here tomorrow and that was the very less thing you ever said to her?! Damn it I am telling you, you would feel awful. You would feel like shit and could never tell her you were sorry. She would be gone and the last damn thing you would have said to her is 'Whatever.' You need to tell her you are sorry and spend the time you have together happily. Loose the attitude and be nice. Anything can happen any minute a-" I start, staring her in the eyes.

"YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!" She cries.

"Girl, it happened to me twice! My mother died 6 years ago because she was at the wrong place, at the wrong time. She was at the bank and was in the line when a robber came in. He shot her and several other innocent people. You know the last thing I ever said to her? It was right before she left and we had gotten in a fight. She wouldn't let me go to Times Square with my friend and the last thing, the very last thing I ever said to her was 'I hate you.' I felt awful. I cried for 3 days straight until my daddy knocked some sense into me. You can't mope around even if it hurts and believe me... it still hurts today." I say as a tear rolls down my cheek. She stood there with tears in her eyes before she ran to Patricia. "I'M SO SORRY MOMMY!" she cries.

Zayn and Niall are the first to wrap me in a group hug before the rest if the boys and their girlfriends join. I push them away gently and wipe my tears, "I'm alright guys. I just need food." I laugh and they smile weakly. "Do you have Oreos?" I ask and Patricia nods.

"Here." Louis says giving me a pack of Oreos. I raise an eyebrow, "I was hiding them from Nialler." He smiles sheepishly.

"Hey!" Niall pouts.

"You ain't the only one who likes Oreos!"

"I can share." He mumbles.

"Liar!"

"Yeah..."

"Here Niall." I laugh taking out some Oreos and giving them to him. He flashes a toothy grin then runs away.I chuckle and sit down at the table to eat. Instantly Eleanor and Danielle introduce themselves to me.

"You fancy Niall don't you?" Eleanor whispers in my ear then pulls back smirking. I raise an eyebrow and lick the creme off my cookie.

"No. He's my best friend though."

"Mhm okay sure whatever you say."

"Whatever. Besides he looks like a Furby... you have to befriend the Furby."

"She's got a point." Danielle tells her and I grin.

"Yeah I'm awesome like that." I laugh then drink my milk. Then, out of no where, someone grabs my sides making me do a spit take across the table. Eleanor and Danielle start to laugh their asses off. I cough and turn around seeing Harry fucking Styles smile like a Cheshire Cat ear to ear.

"What the hell?!" I hiss and he chuckles, "Damn you Styles!"

"Sorry just couldn't resist that great opportunity."

"Oh screw you."

"What time?" My jaw drops and I stare at him.

"ZAYN! Harry is talking about having sex with me!"

"WHAT?!" Zayn roars and Harry gulps.

"Gotta go!" Harry says before running away. Zayn follows behind him and I high five Danielle. It isn't long before Harry lets out a girlish scream.