The Kissing Booth (Niall Horan FanFic)

Chapter Twelve

My heart was officially racing to get out of my body. What did he mean, Gaby? Ohmygod ohmygod.

"When everyone found out that her, Haley, and Vanessa used to bully you, Fin and Matt, everyone turned on them. Including me. I was so angry that she would do such a thing that I ran to her house and after yelling at her for hours I just...I punched her. Then I continued to punch her until she went unconscious. I cried and cried. And when her mom found us I lied and said she tried to commit suicide. They rushed her to the hospital and I was nervous that she would've told them I pretty much beat the crap out if her. But she didn't. After constant begging she forgave me and things were back to normal again." He explained. "A-and the next one? Was there another?" I stuttered out.

"Yeah. But just one after Gaby and before Chloe. Her name was Skylar. It was almost right after Gaby's death and she refused to date me thinking it was to soon for me to date again. And you know the rest of that story." He sighed again. Since we were sitting down at the ledge of the stage, he laid down.

"Neither Gaby or Skylar told...I bet I would've gone to juvie if they did...I understand if you want to break up. I promise I won't do anything if you do." He said without looking at me.

"For some odd reason, I don't." I finally spoke up. He sat back up, looking directly into my eyes saying, "I swear on my life I will never, ever, hurt you." He kissed my forehead and I smiled. I was dating a bad ass soccer player.

He helped me up and as I dusted my self off he held out his hand. "Would you care to have this dance?" He smirked at his attempt of a British accent. I laughed and took his hand as he pulled me closer to him, his hand around my waist and mine on his shoulder. Ed Sheeran's sweet voice singing Kiss Me filled the space and I couldn't help but think his was perfection.

I was slow dancing with my boyfriend.

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"Make me cookies." Zayn whined. "Do I look like Betty Crocker to you?" I questioned when he threw a pillow at my face. I can't believe I was having a sleep over with this thing. Ugh, why did Fin have to go in a date and why was Niall still grounded?

"Yes, now make me my god damn cookies." He demanded. "There's cookie dough in the fridge if you guys want cookies." My mom's sweet voice filled the room. She stood in the door way still in scrubs, all adorable and such.

"Hi, I'm Katherine Harris." She smiled at Zayn. "Zayn Malik." He replied. "Where's the other boys?" She asked, looking around. "It's just the two if us tonight." I mumbled. Even though she had long evening shift, she knew EVERYTHING about my life. Everything about my relationship with Matt at the moment to the things about Niall. I wouldn't be shocked if she knew more than Fin. She was more than my mom, but more than a best friend. Yeah, I considered my mom a best friend, and?

"Awe baby, well how about before I leave I stick some cookies in the oven for you two?" She said, hugging me. "Yes, ma'am!" Zayn smiled super hard. She laughed and got up, leaving for the kitchen.

"We should hang out with Liam more. He's cool people, and that's coming from me." Zayn spoke up after a good long session if silence. "That boy is such a social butterfly and we're all anti social, I doubt he'd hang with us." I laughed slightly.

"Actually....Nah, I better not say." Zayn hesitated on purpose. "ZAYN, TELL ME!" I screamed, jumping on top of him.

"Calm yo nips girl, I was gonna tell you anyways!" He pushed me off of him. I gave him the "go on" look and he smirked. "Liam really does want to find his clique, hence the whole 'social butterfly' crap. He's cheery on the outside but lonely on the inside. I would know, I was once a loaner myself,--"