Mr. Foreign (Niall Horan Fanfic)

chap. 1

"Tori!"I snapped out of my trance at my teachers voice. "I said, I need you to show the foreign exchange student around okay? He is staying with your parents, is he not?" He said annoyedly. I muttered a low 'yes', with my head down as he shouted at the kid. "OY, NIALL!" The blonde haired, Irish laden boy snapped his head up, a scared look on his face. Mr. Billings (my teacher) jerked his head toward me, gesturing for him to come over.

He cautiously srode over, puffing out his chest in attempt to look confident. I had to stifle a giggle. He looked quite adorable.

"Niall, this is who you will be staying with for the year. She will be showing you around." I smiled warmly and stuck my hand out. "Hi, I'm Tori." He took my hand in his soft, warm one. "Niall." He spoke in a deep, thick Irish accent. The voice of an angel. My voice faltered as I stuttered "let's go then" awkwardly.

As we walked, I realised that hadn't let his hand go. doing so, i hoped he hadn't noticed.

Niall's p.o.v.

She hadnt let my hand go As she led me through the halls. She seemed to realise this, as she quickly released it, avoiding my gaze.

I watched her back, taking her in. Dirty blonde hair, barely past her shoulders. Forest like green eyes. A confident strut in her every step.

We entered a doorway that split into two classrooms, us taking the left one. We sat at a desk made for two, her pulling out a pen and paper. She put them on her lap under the desk, wrote something down, and shoved it towards me.

T: Soo... how 'bout them huskers?
What? I simply wrote ???, and shoved it back.

T: Inside joke, I'll explain later. How are you?

N: Meh. It's gonna take some time to get used to this though.

T: That's why im here!;p

This went on the rest of the period. Aparrently we get a free day to learn my schedule and stuff.
Her parents are foreighn extange fosters, so I'm staying with them for the year.

As we entered the parking lot at the end of the day, I rambled on about Irish life, her listening with an adorable face.

Toris p.o.v
Ohh, that voice<3 <3 I thought, as I listened to him talk about his life. I was so concentrated on what he was saying, I almost missed my car. Oops. "Here we are, haha. Do you wanna go anywhere, or..? If not we can just go home..'" i spoke, nervously. His eyes widened in exitement. "Ooh! Can we pleeeaasseee go to the pertrol station?!" " a ...gas station..? Sure" "Is that what you call them? Huh."

I giggled as I pulled out of the parking lot, heading to the gas station.

We pulled in, parking close to the entrance. He tried get out exitedly, forgetting to unbuckle. He frowned and tried to fix it. I laughed wholeheartedly, leaning over and grabbed his hand gently, pulling it away and clicking it down. He hid his face, his pale skin turning pink. We got out and entered the store. His face suddenly lit up in curiosity, all traces of embarrassment gone.

Niall's p.o.v.

WOW. Americans have some seriously cool (and completely weird) things! We got some fizzy drinks (she laughed when I called them that), some...skittles?("trust me, you'll love them" she convinced me), and a muffin each.

We reached her place, her insisting on not eating until we reached her house. We aproached the front door, her pulling out a set of keys, embellished with multiple owl keychains, and unlocking the door.

We were instantly welcomed with the small of fresh baked cookies and lavender.she strode in, me following awardly behind her.

We stopped in what i supposed was her living room, her parents cuddled on a large, fluffy couch. "Oh! You must be niall! So glad to meet you!!" Her mother exclaimed exidedly, scrambling off the couch and pulling me into a warm hug."I'm carrie, this is ian, Tori's step-dad" she said, gesturing towards the burly man. He merely lifted two fingers and nodded.

Tori plopped onto the couch, pulling me with her. I couldn't help but snuggle in, the couch was so soft and cozy.

Her mom began rambling about how happy she is that I've come here and how courageous it is to move here and blablabla. My mind wandered to the treats waiting to be eaten... i could tell tori was zoning out to, as she leaned her head on my shoulder, playing with my left hand, on which I had a thick, black ring.

Once carrie had finished, tori told them she'd be showing me around now. Once we were out of earshot, she rolled her eyes and mimicked her mom. I tried to supress laughing, but failed. I burst out laughing, her giggling adorably along with me.

She led me upstairs, after showing me the kitchen and dining room. There were multiple hallways, something I was definitely not used to. We turned down the left one, there being three, and stopped at the third and final door. She opened it, to reveal what I could easily guess was her room. There were purple drapes on the windows and the same deep shade covered her bed. Pretty pastel blue walls complimented the purple very well, actually. she looked kinda embarrassed, but I was amazed. She closed it, muttering quietly "mine". We walked back to he first door, me wondering what the middle one was. She opened it. It was covered in green everything, shamrocks covering the walls and, well, pretty much everything else. I didn't even try to hold back my laughter, stumbling into the room blindly, as my eyes were blurred with tears. She laughed too, trying to explain through bouts of laughter, " it hah! Was hahaha my mo-hic-mm. I to-toldd her no-not tooo! Hahaha." I was laughing just as hard, somehow not surprised at all that her mom would do that.

I stumbled towards the bed, collapsing onto the big, fluffy bed with a muffled thump. She followed suite, sinking into the bed and rolling against me. I didn't mind. It's been a long day, and she was warm and comfortable, so I couldn't help snuggling against her. We stayed like this a while, a comfortable silence surrounding us.