I'm Horany (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

A/N There's not really alot of Niall in this but we're only getting started :)

Enjoy :)

Chapter 3

Emily just keeps the surprises coming doesn't she? First being related to a celebrity and now kissing a celebrity too? Well more like her cousins best friend...

Yep, Liam and I have stumbled upon Emily and Zayn having a wrestling match with their tongues. They only met like an hour ago! I take a glimpse at Liam's face. He's shocked, mad and even abit of sadness there too. I guess I'd be pretty shocked/mad/sad if I had invited my cousin to my party because I hadn't seen him in ages and he ended up kissing Emily.

"Liam..." I try but he cuts me off.

"I'm going to kill Zayn!" He shouts clenching his fists. Oh shit, I've got to stop this!

"No, no! It's OK. I'll just get Emily and you can talk to her. Don't hurt Zayn, think about what the media will be saying tomorrow." I assure him putting my hand on his arm.

"You're right. Go get Emily so I can talk some sense into her." I let out a sigh of relief. I really didn't want Emily in the middle of a celeb fight. But now I have to go over and break up a kiss. I wonder how this is going to go down...

Well, only one way to find out. My legs take me at a quick pace over to the still kissing pair. How can they kiss for that long? They must be absolutely dying for air. I'm not sure if I want to break the kiss up, they look adorable together. He has his hands comfortably rested on her waist as she has one of hers on the back of his neck and the other in his hair.

I have to break it up though. I don't want to see a fight, especially if it's between two celebrities who will definitely make the headlines of tomorrows paper! I reach them and freeze on the spot as I ponder over ways of doing this without being rude. I can't really pull them apart or shout.. Oh I have an idea!

I clear my throat loudly for them to hear and it works. I'm a genius! They both look guiltily at me and I stare at them disapprovingly shaking my head.

"Liam is furious with you two. He was gonna kill Zayn but I stopped him so now all he wants is to talk to Emily." I tell them emotionless. I'm trying to act as serious as possible. They both are at fault here and they need to realize that.

"Shit!" Emily mutters under her breath, running her hand through her hair. "Where is he?" She asks nervously fidgeting with her blue coloured nails.

"I think he might have went into his kitchen." I tell her. She looks at me as if to say 'continue...' Oh yeah, she was too busy sticking her tongue down Zayn's throat that she missed the kitchen, and well all of the rooms I had been shown.

"Up there, first door on the left." I point out the direction. She nods, hanging her head low, the walk of shame. Tut tut. It's when Emily's out of sight that I realize I'm left with Zayn.

"Why did you stop him from trying to hit me?" Zayn wonders curiously.

"So Emily wouldn't be all over the papers, in the middle of a celebrity fight. Be careful next time Zayn!" I snap. Can he not see all the people here at this party? I'm sure some have took a few photos that will be covering Twitter, Facebook and Tumblr tomorrow. Great, now Emily gets to have hate.

"I'm sorry, but Emily's really sex- Uh I mean, she's really pretty." He blushes like crazy as he stutters. Oh that's cute, he thought I'd get mad if he called Emily sexy.

"Zayn, don't get her involved in the media. She'll get hate, and she can't take hate." I explain to him softly. He might be using her as a 'I need to pull a chick at this party' thing but that's still dangerous. People get very jealous nowadays and from what I've read they can get abusive, very abusive.