If I'm Louder - Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 15 - You Evil, Evil Child

~~Katie's P.O.V.~~

After pizza and Chinese got here, we all agreed to Pitch Perfect and Paranormal Activity 4.

I snuggled up into the couch cushion with my Pepperoni and Cheese pizza and Chinese noodles. Niall slid into the seat beside me.

Danielle gawks at my plate. "JESUS!"

"What?" I ask innocently.

"You eat like Niall!" She breathes.

I look at my plate, then Nialls. I shrug. "Yeah so?"

"Bottomless pit..." Dani mutters.

I giggle, "I'm a growning child I need my food... except vegetables... vegetables suck. I curse whoever the hell discovered them and their kids for generations to come." I smirk and take a bite of pizza.

"That's my baby cousin..." Zayn sighs.

"How are you not fat?" Waliyha asks, wide eyed.

I've always ate a lot. I have a really fast metabolism.

"I don't know. I guess Santa gave me Sensa." I joke. They stare at me dumbfounded. "Ya know. Shake. Shake, shake. Shake yo Sensa." I sing. That is my favorite commercial... okay that's a lie. But I do love it.

"OH YEAH! That commercial with all those people on the beach in white bathing suits." Louis yells.

"YEAH!" I say.

"I love that commercial!" Harry laughs.

"Yeah cause there's curvy, 20 inch waisted women in their 30s in bikinis dancing on a beach." I smirk.

"YOU JUST CAN'T LET THAT GO CAN YOU?!" Harry yells, his face a dark red with embarrassment.

"You know its true." I laugh, finishing off my pizza. The others snicker.

"I hate you." Harry murmurs.

I reach down and pinch his cheek considering he's sitting on the floor in front of me. "AW! Love you too Haz."

He grins cheekily. "Hear that? She loves me. I declare that we shall get married and have several kids who shall grown up to go to college then we will adopt 72 cats and live at home retired." He says cheekily then winks at me.

"Only if they have your hair." I laugh.

"You know it!" He jokes.

"Maybe they'll be as smart as me. If they have Hazza's brain God bless them they'll never survive college... well 5th grade really..."

"HEY! I was studying to be a doctor before the X Factor."

"Sure you were." I mutter finishing my food.

"Y-" Harry starts before Perrie cuts him off.

"Shut up! The movies starting!" She hisses as Pitch Perfect starts.

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After both movies, the group and I crowd into a big circle on the floor. Louis had a bottle and placed it in the middle.

"I'll go first!" he shrieks and spins it.

Harry.

"Truth or dare Hazzabear?"

"Truth."

"Pussy..."

"I think it's fair to say no one dares with you."

"Yeah... okay. Is it truth that you.... THAT YOU LOVE ME?!" He jokes.

"With all my heart. My turn." Harry spins.

Waliyha.

"Dare." She smiles.

"Get out your phone because you're about to tell Henry you fancy him." He smirks cheekily. Her face falls. She turns white as paper.

"Henry who?" Zayn growls.

"I hate you Styles." She mutters before taking out her phone.

After a minute she spins.

Eleanor.

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

Waliyha smirks, "I dare you to take the cinnamon challenge."

"Okay!" Eleanor giggles before running to the kitchen. She comes back with a table spoon of cinnamon. We stare as she shoves it in her mouth waiting for a reaction.

Seconds pass before Eleanor coughs up the cinnamon, all over Louis and Liam. Then gags at runs back to the kitchen to wash out her mouth. Liam and Louis were scowling in disgust while the rest of us were laughing our asses off.

After a long time of the hand held nossal running, she comes back dripping wet. She shudders and sits back down.

"My turn." She hisses.

It lands on... me. Damn.

"Truth or dare?" She smirks evilly.

"Dare." I sigh.

"I dare you and Niall to snog-" my eyes widen while Niall turns bright red, "In the closet. Five minutes. Trust me, I'll know if you did."

My cheeks turn a light pink as I stand up and trudge to the closet. "Let's get this over with." I glance back at the smirking girl. "You evil, evil child..." I snarl. She winks and I flip her off. I open the closet door and step inside, Niall following. There wasn't much room in the closet so we were pressed together once I closed the door.

I sigh against his chest. I look up at him for his eyes to meet mine. They held hesitation yet relief. Wanting yet fear.

He brushes his pale fingertips against my jawline. I gasp quietly as he leans in. He's really going to kiss me?! What the actual fuck?!

His lips hover over mine as his eyes ask for permission, searching my for an answer. After a few seconds, his lips crash down on mine making my stomach grow warm and fuzzy with butterflies. My eyes flutter closed as I kiss back. His arms snake around my waist. I wrap my arms around his neck. He smiles, pulling away a bit to whisper "I've wanted to do that for so long." against my lips. I tense in shock and immediately pull away.

"No. No I don't date best friends!" I whisper. His eyes glint with hurt before I continue, "Not after last time." I open the door and step out before being splashed with red water. Water that smells like... Cherry? Kool-Aid...

I shriek as I get soaked in dye from head to toe. I wipe my eyes to see each of the other boys holding a bucket. I scoff "You idiots!" I cry before bulleting upstairs. I dart inside my bathroom and lock the door.

I don't date friends. Not since Jake Johnston. He was my bestfriend and one afternoon he kissed me. He was my first kiss. We dated for a few months before he started to change. I'll never forget how he hurt me. Not physically, but mentally... emotionally...

When you date a best friend, things get complicated and they know your secrets so they use them against you. Especially in my situation.

I slide down to the floor, my back pressed against the door. I wrap my arms around knees. Tears roll down my cheeks as I remember what happened 3 years ago.