Our Little Secret ~Niall Horan Fanfic~

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Louis' POV

We leave Ell's flat and head to the car.

"Okay, long story short. The door of the flat the we knocked on was Niall's ex-girlfriend. She knows a guy that can fix our car tomorrow morning. We can rent a car and keep traveling or we can spend the night in her flat. We choose to spend the night." I tell him.

"Well... okay then. Lets get some stuff and go inside." He says.

We all grab a our bags and go back into the building.

"Okay, I have made up the beds. The guest room is only a full bed and I think that Paul should have that one and then the two pull out couches. So pick who you want to sleep with and please be quiet. I just got Alex to sleep. And if you get the midnight munchies, but since its past midnight, you shouldn't, there are a bunch of snacks in the pantry.

"Thank you Mrs..." Paul says.

"No, just Miss and please call me Ell."

"Thank you Ell."

"Good Night everyone." Ell says leaving the room.

"Well, I like her." Liam says.

"Me too." I say.

"Now, lets do what Ell asked and go to bed." Paul says, walking away.

"Okay then."

We make ourselves comfy in Ell's living room and go to sleep. I can't really sleep so I just lay next to Niall. Eventually I drift off to sleep and in the distance I hear someone singing a lullaby.

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I wake up and find myself on the floor.

"Thanks Niall..." I mumble to no one in particular and dust myself off.

"Acually, Niall didn't push you off the bed. You rolled off after saying something like, kiss me now I will love you forever and don't stop because we might not make it to tomorrow." I hear Ell say from the kitchen table.

"Really?" I ask, feeling a blush coming to my cheeks.

"No, you just rolled over and fell right onto the floor." She says, sipping her drink from her mug.

"And how long ago was this?" I ask, walking over to her and sitting down.

"Maybe 5 minutes ago" She says.

"Well, okay then, What's in your mug?" I ask.

"Coffee." She says, funny. Not quite Irish, but not quite East Coast American It is a strange mix.

"You have a very funny accent!" I say, pouring me a cup.

"I have a funny accent? You should hear yourself from my point of view." She says, putting her cup in the sink.

"Okay, I have to be going now, but if you need anything my number is on the white board on the fridge, and everything you would need to know about Alex in in the notebook on the fridge. I have to be going or else we won't be open in time." Ell says, grabbing her purse and walking to the door.

"If it makes you feel any better, I have four younger sisters, so I am pretty good around kids."

"That gives me a bit more comfort, but Alex was born premature, so she needs some special care."

"Okay, see you soon." I say, as she leaves.

I take the note book off the fridge and just flip through it real quick. It has everything I could ever want to know about taking care of Alex.