His girl; Sequel to SNA

Chapter 11: Bridesmaids

**Niall’s POV**

“Wake up sleepyhead!” Olivia was hitting me on my chest and smirking.

I groaned and sleepily woke myself up.

“Wow, that took a full eight minutes!” She giggled a little as she checked the time on her phone.

I smiled at her, “I love it when you giggle. It’s the sweetest thing about you.”

She blushed and looked down at her feet, which were covered in sheep-patterned socks.

I laughed, “I should probably get up.”

I yawned and rolled over – my eyes were heavy and I just wanted to sleep some more, but the beauty I’d come to know as my girlfriend was too busy pushing me off the bed.

“Ow!” I rubbed my head and watched as she giggled and ran outside to hide.

I followed her into the corridor where most doors were closed but the one to the bathroom.

I leaned in closer to the bathroom and could hear Olivia’s short breaths.

“I know you’re in there, Oll.” I laughed and ran inside the bathroom.

I met her gaze for a split second until baby powder was shot in my face.

Olivia laughed and pushed her way out of the bathroom while I wiped my face and puffed air out through my mouth.

“I’m gonna get you, Olivia!”

She giggled and bolted down the stairs, waking up the majority of my family, who opened their doors slowly and warily.

I chased after her and grabbed her round the waist.

She laughed and we collapsed on the floor together.

I looked into those galvanising, cerulean blue eyes which sparkled with mischief.

“Okay, you’ve caught me.” She reached up to wipe the excess baby powder from my cheeks and nose, giggling.

I leaned forward and kissed her.

I was covered in talcum powder and she was in old clothes, but it didn’t matter because –every time we kissed- it was magical; despite the setting or how scruffy we both looked.

Because, as soon as our lips came in contact, I felt those chilling jolts of electricity spark through my veins.

She smiled breathlessly, “I love you. You know that.”

I grinned, “And I love you. Even though you can be a pain in the bum.”

**2 days later**

 

“It’s your big day, big bro.” I smiled and clasped Greg in a hug as he buttoned up his shirt buttons.

He breathed out nervously, “I love Denise, I’m just so damn nervous.”

I patted him on the back, “It’ll all go to plan.”

There was silence for a few moments, before Greg spoke up.

“You’re the best man now, but when are you planning on popping the question with Liv?” He grinned cheekily.