Forever and Always: A Niall Horan Fan Fiction

Chapter 10: Niall

Being back in London is a big change from California. We've been back for a little over two weeks now and Amelia has loved every moment so far. Her and Felicity roam the city while we work, occasionally coming in the studio with us to marvel at our work. Seeing Amelia's face light up at the smallest things makes me feel so happy that I have her and that I can give her anything she desires, not that she always lets me. We have been dating for almost a month and one thing I have noticed is that she is very stubborn. She argues whenever I try to buy her something, claiming she is happy being mine, but I see it in her eyes that she feels special when I spoil her. I adore that twinkle in her eye when we banter, knowing its all in good fun. Amy can definitely hold her own in an argument, especially when she feels passionate about it. She feels strongly about many things, one of them being animals. We were sitting by the telly when one of those sad commercials came on, the ones about animal shelters and animal abuse. She took one look at a kitten on there and burst into tears so I turned it off right away. I held her close as she sobbed into my chest about how people are so cruel and disgusting to treat an innocent creature like that. So since her birthday is in three days, I decided to go to the local animal shelter and adopted a two month old kitten. She is a tabby and has the cutest blue eyes I have ever seen on an animal. Now I can't wait for her birthday to come. The shelter offered to keep the kitten for me until Saturday and that relieved me since I had no clue where I was going to hide the little fur ball.

"Nialler? Have you seen my trousers?" I hear a loud voice call through my door. Sighing, I get out of bed and open it to find a pantless Louis, clad only in his boxers and T-shirt.

"What the bloody hell do you mean, Louis? You have like a thousand pairs of jeans!" I exclaim, throwing my hands in the air.

"Yeah but I want my bright blue ones and I can't find them for the life of me! " The brunette cries out in frustration. A laughing Harry comes out of his room, holding the alleged blue pants.

"These ones? They were mixed in with my laundry Lou." The eldest member of our band lets out a victory cry before sprinting to his room. I chuckle, running a hand through my messy hair. I hear music coming from the next room and automatically know that Amy is up and getting ready. Now the big question is, what will I swear today? Nah. That isn't a big one. I reach into my closet to grab a pair of tan trousers and a white T-shirt, backtracking to my dresser for a jumper. Sighing, I pull on the clothing before treading down the stairs in search of food. Shoving a handful of Cheerios into my mouth, I look up just in time to see Amy walk downstairs in a pair of bright blue skinny jeans and a British flag T-shirt, followed by Louis who was dressed in bright blue pants and an American flag T-shirt. I spit out my mouthful of cereal before bursting out laughing, falling to the ground. They look at me confused before looking at each other. Soon we are all in tears because of the fact that they literally match. The only thing different was that they were wearing the opposite persons country flag on their shirts.

"Oh god. This is the greatest thing I have seen in a while!" Zayn announces as everyone else walks downstairs.

"What shoes are you guys gonna wear?" Liss asks them.

"Red TOMS." Both respond at the same time.

"This is totally twitter worthy." I decide before snapping a photo of them.

@NiallOfficial

Look at these two lame people. Accidentally matching and all! @Louis_Tomlinson and Amy_Lulu.

Within seconds my newsfeed is flooded with retweets and favorites, along with comments of the good and bad variety. I grin, holding up a thumbs up to signal that the dirty deed has been accomplished.

"Well then. What are we doing today guys? Cause I really wanna hit up the mall since we don't work for the next few days." Of course it's Louis. I swear that boy never gets tired of the blasted mall. We all agree eventually before getting into two separate cars. Me and Amy in one, the rest in the other. We usually want to leave before them so we have decided to bring our own vehicle.