The Football Game! (Niall Horan/One Direction Fan Fiction) (ON HOLD!)

Chapter Seven

I just realised I never told you her brothers name, so he's going to be called Alex. Here's chapter seven :)

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Amy's P.O.V.

"Goodnight Niall" I mumbled, I wasn't sure whether he had heard me. I didn't know what else to say, I mean Niall Horan just kissed me. NIALL FUCKING HORAN! Why though? Maybe it was just in the moment, but I swear as soon as our eyes locked it was like the whole world disappeared from around us. I know people say this all the time and I didn't believe it but it did feel like fireworks went off.

Once I'd shut the front door, I just lent against it thinking about what had just happened. I touched my lips as they were still tingling from where we'd kissed. I honestly think I'm falling for this boy, and to be honest, I'm not sure it's a good thing. I mean why would he like me? Like I said maybe it was just in the moment.

I ran upstairs and into my bedroom. I changed into one of Alex's old t-shirts that he'd given me since he didn't want it anymore and I got into bed. I lay there and started thinking about what had happened today. I had so much fun with Niall, we got on so well and it was really nice to actually spend time with someone else instead of constantly having my own company. It does get a little boring after a while but I guess it's something I've grown to live with. 

The kiss though. I don't really know what to make of it. I mean I liked it, hell I liked it a lot but I don't want to get hurt again. Niall doesn't seem like the kind of person that would do that but you can never be too sure. This would be a great time for my mom to be here, I could talk to her about it. I mean I could talk to my dad, but I just think it would be a little awkward and well he'll probably just say Niall going to hurt me, just because he thinks every guy is going to hurt me just like Luke did. 

I don't even know how Niall feels about this, I mean he could've of completely regretted the kiss, but then he might not have. I just don't know. I don't know if I'm ready to trust again, to let someone knock down all those walls that I've built up to keep people out. I don't know if I'm ready to love again, or to even like a guy again. Actually I'm more scared of these things then actually being ready for them. I'm scared that Niall will hurt me, that I'll give him all I've got, I'll try and be the best for him that I can be and he'll just throw it back in my face, like all my hard work was nothing. I'm just scared.

If I don't want this to go any further, I don't think I could face Niall again though. I mean he's so lovely but I just don't think I could even be friends with him. I guess I would just have to go back to being on my own again, as usual. Nothing really new there to be honest.

With that thought, I fell asleep. 

Next morning (still Amy's P.O.V.)

When I woke up, I reached under my pillow to grab my phone. When the screen lit up, I realised that no one had text me. Jeez, thanks guys, feeling the love. Not even a message from my mom. I have so many friends as you can tell.

I placed my phone on my bedside table and then jumped out of bed. I grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and let it heat up whilst I got undressed. I did my showery things as usual. Whilst I was doing that I started singing. I sang the first song that popped into my head which happened to be 'Impossible' which is originally by Shontelle, but I really like James Arthur's cover of it. After I finished singing the whole song, I got out of the shower and quickly wrapped the towel around me, I also grabbed another towel and wrapped my hair in it.

I went back into my room to get dressed. I grabbed some pants and bra out of my drawer and put those on, then I went to my wardrobe. I put some light blue jeans on, my sweatshirt that has 'Kiss Me' lyrics on which is by Ed Sheeran. I then threw my hair into a quick messy bun and put a big light pink bow at the back.