-Nial
I stifled a laugh that desperately wanted to come out, this was to good an opportunity to pass up. Silently, I pulled my phone from my pocket, unlocked it and went to the video camera. I aimed the lens at her slightly off figure and filmed every minute of her being stuck. She was bent over the vent, her right forearm slide down deep into the vent, as she was trying, and definitely not succeeding, to pull her arm out.
In retrospect, I couldn’t help but to notice her face. The determination and focus she had made up for the noises she was making. Each time she would heave herself back a low grunt would fall upon her lips; making it extremely hard to keep my silent composure.
Although that didn’t last long, as her head whipped around a half a second later when I shifted my weak onto my right foot and the floor board below me gave a loud creak. A nice glare formed on her face as she looked into my, very nervous, eyes.
“Care to help?” She asked then continued. “Or are you coming to film me some more?” I felt the heat rise on my cheeks from her catching me. Somehow this whole thing turned from me being the one to find this funny to me being the embarrassed one.
I stopped recording the video and exited onto the home screen, but not before uploading it to Vine. More enjoyment for the fans and me if I have it well documented before she decides to delete it and it would be gone forever.
“Okay, you’re stuck right?” I earned a humorless laugh from her as she gave me a quick duh. Well I guess Perrie wasn’t kidding when she said she’d be a little moody but damn little my ass.
“Excuse me? Niall would you mind to repeat that?” I mentally faced palmed. I spoke that aloud, and, unlike earlier, it will get me into some serious trouble.
I didn’t answer, afraid that I might say the wrong thing; again, instead I grabbed her waist from behind and gave her a little tug. A little scream came through her lips. Immediately I pulled away and asked if she was okay.
“I am stuck, I got the ring in my hand and the space is too tight for me to bring my hand out with the ring but if I let go of the ring it will lodge itself deeper into the vent and I won’t be able to get it out.” Her voice wavered from an amount of pain. I felt for her, this is a tough decision not only for her but for me as well.
“Let it go. Maybe if we get somebody who’s smaller than they can fit?” I asked. She sighed and gave me a sad look. “Can we try a few more times?” She said. I didn’t want to upset her and say no so I gave her the best answer I could and grabbed her waist again. Very lightly, or well at least I thought it was light, I pulled her towards me.
She gasped as her arm got caught in the side of the vent. “Shit, Niall, not that hard.” A moment passed before she began talking again.
“We have to stop. I’m bleeding and it’s n-.” Her voice was cut off by Louis shrill scream coming from behind us.
-Louis
“The Sass Master is here. Bow down peasants!” I shouted throughout the house as Eleanor and I Came through the front door. I could hear a lot of shut ups from the living room, earning a gasp from me.
Eleanor came up beside me, slipping her hand into mine, and giving me a warm smile.
“Perrie it’s not in here, now can you please put everything back together?” Zayn tried to get Perrie to stop destroying what was left of the living area. She sighed but agreed to his wishes, putting everything back in its original spot. Ryleigh backed away from her and went to sit beside Liam on the love seat.
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It's A Bumpy Ride. *Niall Horan Finished*
Fanfiction*Sequel To My Best Friend* Courtney and Niall are now living in London together, It's been almost a year and everyone is like family. It's late April and the boys have been home from tour for a few weeks and everything couldn't be better. Some peopl...