Mood Swing (a Niall Horan fan fiction)

Ch.16

Haha I always stay up so late and then regret it- and then do it again! xD

Love you! (: Xx.

~Niall's Secret Wife

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Paige's P.O.V.

Sophia walks in and gasp. She takes in my appearance obviously trying to come up with a solution in her head. I'm guessing my eyes are red and swollen from crying, I'm in pajamas, I'm eating ice cream, and I'm watching a chick flick on the TV. How original can I get?

"A boy?"

"Yeah, Niall" she gasp again at the name.

"What?" She questions with her jaw open.

"Exactly. He saw me at the party, I ran into a room - which was his apparently - and then I woke up and he bought be donuts and coffee... And then he drove me back asking if I still loved him. I was being a jerk and just ran out of the car! I'm such an idiot!" I explain.

"Aw! He obviously still loves you!"

"Yeah, that's the point!" I say with my tone flat, shoving in another spoonful of ice cream into my mouth,

"Go for him!" She says giving me a shove.

"I wish I could but I've moved on and now my heart belongs to Brandon..."

"Who cares about that Brandon di-"

"Don't!" I say putting my finger on her mouth, laughing.

"Fine."

Sophia's P.O.V.

Why can't Paige face the fact that Niall and her were meant to be? I need a plan... To help Niall. He's still my friend and Paige is my best friend, and I know deep down inside that Paige still loves him. Paige slides into her bed and falls asleep. I, quietly, walk out of the room and call Harry.

It rings a few times before he answers.

"Hello?"

"Hey!" I say through the phone.

"Hey, babe. What's up?"

"What's up? I'll tell you what's up. We need to get Niall and Paige back together."

"Don't worry I already got a plan!" Harry says back.

"What is it?"

"I'll take Niall out, you take Paige out, and we'll 'accidentally' meet up."

"That's brilliant!" I tell him. Why didn't I think of that?

"Wait, Paige is still with Brandon... She'll practically refuse to do anything with Niall."

"She'll come around."

"Ok. Sounds like a plan. When and where do you want to meet up?" I question.

"How about at the beach? Tomorrow when we get out of class? Oh and let's meet up by frenchy's," he informs me. I repeat what he said in my mind and try to remember it."

"Got it! Bye, Harry! Love you!"

"Love you, too. Bye," and with that he hangs up.

Looks like we're going to the beach.

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Paige's P.O.V.

"Come on! Don't you want to go the the beach and get your mind off of N- him?" She corrects herself.

"I guess."

"Then get dressed. I'll meet you downstairs when you're done," she shut the door and I heard her rush downstairs.