If I'm Louder - Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 20 - Perverts

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-Anna

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

After tacos, it was still light out and Louis had this brilliant idea to go out on an "adventure" which several of us had agreed to. I finally understand why Liam said no. Louis almost got arrested twice.

The first time it was an accident: trespassing, but only because he didn't see the sign.

The second time we kinda have to blame him. He started knocking things over, rolling around the Walmart on a scooter going at top speed that you can on the scooter. He knocked over seven things, broke four, ran into a wall and an old lady's buggy. The police said it was vandalism and harassment.

Its kinda sad.

Right now, the boys, their girlfriends, Safaa, Waliyha, and I are just walking around the park.

"Guys, I think I went overboard at the store," Louis says sheepishly. We all stop and stare at him. "Really?" Liam says sarcastically.

"Yeah, ya think," I say satirically, glaring at him. He smiles sheepishly and we start to walk again. I gasp as I see a playground.

"YAY! I call swings!" I laugh and run towards them. Everyone scatters, running in every direction.

I jump on my swing and start to push myself off with my feet. Safaa slips into the swing beside me, Eleanor in the one next to that.

My swing jolts to a stop as pale hands grab the chains. "Hey!" I whine. I crane my neck around to see Niall smirking at me.

"YOU ÉS TOUCHÉ SWING!!" I yell.

He chortles. "You have a terrible Spanish vocabulary." He flashes me a cheeky grin.

I smirk, "¿Quien dice que yo estaba hablando español, spud irlandés?

Translation: Who says I was speaking Spanish, ya Irish spud?

His smirk falls and he stares at me with wide eyes. "You kinda learn to speak with the Mexicans in New York in their language." I smirk. Proud of my vast knowledge. I was full of so many more surprises that the others were yet to learn about. "NOW LET GO OF MY SWING, YOU EVIL LEPRECHAUN!!" I yell.

"Alright, alright." He lets go before grabbing on again. I groan impatiently. His lips press up against my ear causing my cheeks to heat up. "I'm anything, but short, sweetheart."

He pulls back, letting go of my swing. A proud smirk on his lips. "EW, YOU PERVERT! YOU NASTY! YOUR MOTHER WOULD BE ASHAMED!!" I shriek making him laugh.

"What'd he say?" Eleanor yells, laughing. Amused at my embarrassment.

"He said, 'I'm anything, but short, sweetheart'!" I say in disgust.

"Niall!" she shouts. He laughs.

"Ewwie! Niall, you're disgusting." Safaa wrinkles her nose in disgust.

"NIALL JAMES HORAN! YOU DISGUSTING CHILD! YOU DID NOT TELL THAT POOR GIRL THAT!" Perrie yells making him laugh his ass off.

"What if I did?" He begins to snicker.

"Zayn will strangle you probably." Harry says cheekily. "But c'mon, you gotta give him credit for wanting a piece of that." He winks at me.

"WOAH! Hold the hell up! When did I become an object that that disgusting Irish pervert can get with?!" I say venomously.

"What? Niall's not good enough for you? It's alright Niall. We still have Narry," Harry says.

"No thanks, Harry. I'm straight," Niall laughs. He moves out from behind me.

"Well," Harry mumbles offensively, holding a hand over his heart.

"Perverts," I murmur before kicking off. I begin to swing again.

I knew Harry was a complete perv, but Niall? Really?

The next thing you know, these nasty idiots will be talking about my virginity. Disgusting.

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After the park and everything, we decided to go back to the house... well, until Louis had to pee that is.

"I HAVE TO WEE!" he cries doing some fucked up potty dance.

I laugh at his red face. "IT'S NOT FUNNY!!" he cries childishly.

"Alright. We'll wait for you while you use the bathroom at the gas station," Zayn sighs. Louis rockets to the building that's just across the road.

"I'm hungry," Niall mumbles. He rubs his tummy for a few seconds.

"You're always hungry," I say, looking at him annoyed.

He blushes lightly, "I'm a growing boy. I need my food," he whines making the others laugh.

"I've seen you eat an entire kitchen out... TODAY. You can't be hungry." I cross my arms. I give him a look.

"Did not."

I glare for a minute before beginning to state my point. "You ate FIVE tacos, a tub of ice cream, two pudding cups, a rice krispie treat, a bag of candy, a granola bar, two bags of chi-" I say before he cuts me off.

"Alright!"

"Perverted bottomless pit." I mumble. The others laugh again. Niall's eyes glint with hurt though, but I look away anyway. I didn't mean to hurt his feelings, but it was true. He ate everything and after that perverted comment earlier, I was so mad at him. He had no right to say that. Not to mention that I was far from needing to know how large little Niall was.

Louis comes back, sighing in relief.

"All better," He cheers. A satisfied smile draws up on his face.

"You have the bladder of a squirrel," Waliyha laughs.

"Yes I do," he jokes.

We start to walk back, everyone laughing and chattering. I sigh, tucking my hair behind my ear. An arm slides around my shoulder er... two. I stiffen and look up. Damn....

Harry Styles and Niall Horan.

I bite the inside of my cheek, brushing their arms off. Niall's eyes glint with hurt again, but Harry, however, smirks cheekily. "Perverts," I murmur, looking ahead.

Fingers jab into my sides making me jump, squealing. I glare at Harry before Niall grabs me, tickling my sides. I burst into giggles and try to run away. He holds me firmly in place as he tickles me. Tears gather in my eyes at the ache in my stomach. "STOP IT, NIALL!" I screech, laughing loudly. The others stop and grin at us.

"Never," Niall says devilishly before a cheekily smirk falls on his face.

"P-P-PLEASE!" I cry.

"Say that you love me," he bargains.

Dammit.

"I love you!" I cry and his fingers stand still against my body. Thank God. I take off, running ahead. "NOT!!" I yell looking over my shoulder.

He turns bright red and pouts. "HEY!" he whines.

The others burst out laughing.