Cardboard Castle

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: This one might be a little boring, im just cluing you in on details, so hold on and ride it out with me! Thanks.

Kats POV-

It was 8am Sunday morning, aka the day my boyfriend, Niall comes home from tour. His band, One Direction, had been on their Take Me Home tour for the majority of the year, and i was more then ready for Niall to come home for a while. Niall decided to stay with me, instead of going back to Mulingar, Ireland for the break. I was okay with that.

I got out of bed, and went into the guest room to wake up my best friend, Molly. Molly had a thing for one of Niall's band mates, Harry. Harry was totally Molly's type: tall, athletic, good voice, gorgeous hair and perfect eyes. I honestly couldn't tell you why they aren't dating. They would be perfect. 

Molly and Harry were good friends, that have hung out on more then one occasion. Molly said they've flirted, and Harry had gotten pretty close to kissing her. She's always talked about how she's tempted to just make the move herself, but she doesn't want to scare Harry away. 

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Molly and i spent the day getting our hair done, nails done and shopping. By the time we were done, it was time to meet the band at the airport. I was nervous, so so nervous. I hadn't seen Niall in so long, i was afraid he would think i'm different, like he wouldn't like me as much. 

Finally, after a long wait at the airport, the boys plane landed. Molly and i walked to the unloading dock, and waited for our boys. Liam got off the plane first, followed by Zayn, then Louis, then Harry. Molly shrieked when she saw Harry. She ran up to him, and squeezed him, he picked her up and held her tight, kissing her on the forehead. I glanced at the other boys, Liam and Zayn smiling and waving. But Louis had his gaze dead-locked on Harry; he looked more then un-happy. 

Last to come off the plane was my boyfriend, Niall. He dropped his bag, letting security grab it, and ran over to me. I held out my arms waiting for the impact of his hug. It seemed like less then a second from when he got off the plane, and i was already in his arms, his smell so familiar. 

The sensation i got when i buried my face into his chest was overwhelming. I've missed it so much, i didn't even realize i had started crying. 

"Shh, Love, it's okay." Niall told me with his adorable Irish accent. 

"Niall! I know! I've just missed you so much," I cried, while also laughing at myself because i knew i looked ridiculous. 

Niall grabbed my hand, and walked me to baggage claim. He told me he had a bag sent for me, of things he'd collected from over the tour. He explained to me how management would get his bags, and that he just wanted to get home. 

"Love, is Molly staying at your house too?"

"Yeah, Harry can come too. In fact, all the boys can!" I knew Niall wouldn't mind. We weren't the type of couple that had sex at every chance we got. Niall appreciated the small things in the relationship, as did I. 

"Boys," Niall announced, "Kat has invited us to stay at her house tonight."

"Isn't your mum going to mind?" Zayn asked me. 

"My mOm isnt going to be home for a few weeks." I emphasized the O, teasing Zayn about his accent. 

The boys laughed, except Louis, and agreed to stay at my house. Molly drove herself, Harry, Louis and Zayn in her rangerover. I drove myself and Niall back to my house. Once we were alone in my car, i asked Niall the question that i had been dying to since the boys got off the plane.

"Niall, whats wrong with Louis?"

"What do you mean, princess?"

"Like..." I stopped to think, i didnt know how to put it. Niall waited, letting me think. "Like, he seemed really mad, or upset when Harry hugged Molly. As soon as he got off the plane he was pissed. He looked like he was going to cry or something."

Niall's face kind of twisted, "Hmm. I bet he's just tired."

"Niall. Youre not telling me something."

"Kat, i promise i am. We're all tired. I'm sure he'll be in a better mood in the morning."

"Okay," and that was all i said. I let the rest of the ride quiet as i drove with my left hand and Niall held my right. He wasnt telling me everything, i knew that. But maybe Louis was just tired. Everyone was.