Wrong Number [N.H.]

Chapter 27

Niall's door squeaked open and I stepped into his flat, quickly shutting the door behind me. I took off my gloves and set them on a stand beside the door before walking into Niall's mini-kitchen.

Niall was sitting on the counter by the stove on his phone while something in a pot on the stove boiled. He looked up and hopped down when he saw me.

"Hey babes!" Niall walked up, wrapping his arms around me.

"Hi!"

"It's been long. How is Jay and your mum? All good?"

His accent was especially thick today and I guessed he hadn't talked much to the other boys, because usually when he listened to the boys' British accent his accent faded, but without listening to the boys his accent was thick and deep and he dragged his words longer, and honestly it was hot.

"Yeah, they're fine. How are the boys?"

"Good, 'm guessing. I hadn't talked to them much today. Not sure what we've got planned," Niall said. "But I'm hoping nothing."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. I can spend some time with you- which reminds me, do you wanna go out and play a little American Football? I can text Louis or one of the other boys and see if they'd wanna come play as well."

I nodded. "That's fine."

"Okay, hold on." Niall checked on the food before jogging off back into the bedroom to get the ball and his runners.

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We had just walked outside and to the side of the building when Louis pulled into the parking lot and hopped out right behind security who guided him towards us.

There wasn't any paps out today. I wasn't quite sure why, because they were usually crowding and snapping pictures. There were a few people walking, but I think- or at least hope- they didn't notice us.

Louis jogged up with a small clap and a grin. "Hey!! Brought Liam, he's grabbing a water real quick."

"I'm not a dog!" Liam shouted from the parking lot as he walked up. "I could've drove myself."

"And I could've asked you to say that, but I didn't. Be quiet and drink your water, pet." Louis replied.

Liam pouted.

Louis turned back around. "Anyways. Teams?"

"We could be a team, and then Liam and Niall could be one?"

Louis nodded. "Alright. Liam, you're okay to go to Niall. Don't run off, I'm trusting you."

"I'm not a dog! For the last time!" Liam sighed, walking off with Niall who had set the ball down.

"Okay, now this is real. We gotta get serious, Mariah! Stop playing around!" Louis yelled, clapping his hands.

"I didn't do anything-"

"Right then," His voice lowered. "Okay, so Niall and Liam are getting the ball first. From what seems like it, Liam's going to probably be throwing first. If I know Liam good enough, he's smart enough to run it if we're not close. He's not stupid. So I want you to stay somewhere close to him. I'll get Niall, you got it?"

"Yeah."

"Alright. C'mon."

Louis and I walked up to the ball and stood, waiting for Niall and Liam.

Soon they jogged over and Niall crouched in front of the ball, Liam behind him.

"It's on." I murmured in Niall's face.

A smirk crossed his face. "You're going down."

I grinned.

Suddenly Niall yelled something and the ball was passed back to Liam who jumped up quickly and caught the ball, getting into a throwing stance with his hand at his shoulder but keeping it there as Louis and Niall ran out.

I walked in front of Liam, keeping near him but not on him.

Then Niall was suddenly running in front of Liam and grabbing the ball from him and sprinting down the field, hopping every now and then happily as he passed the make-shift field goal (basically a tree).

Niall threw the ball at the ground, jumping up in excitement.

"I got it!" Niall squeaked.

"Calm down, Horan!" Louis yelled across the field. "Come here!"

Niall jogged towards him, grabbing the collar of his own shirt and flapping it against his chest. "It's hot." He groaned.

"Nobody asked. Now hurry."

Niall soon was standing beside me, still flapping his shirt against his chest. Then, suddenly, his shirt was off and he had thrown it down beside him.

I couldn't help but snap my head over to look at him and keep my eyesight trained on him, because honestly, he looked fucking sexy standing there in white shorts and runners with no shirt on and sweat trickling down the side of his face.

"What?" Niall smirked, looking over at me as he noticed me staring.

"Nothing." I quickly turned around to Louis. "Next?"

--A/N--

I hate myself for literally saying "I PROMISE 3 DAYS IF NOT YOU CAN HUNT ME DOWN AND MURDER ME LIVE"  because its been 5 days dont track me down and murder me. pls. i need to live to see conchobar.

DID Y'ALL HEAR ABOUT LOUIS' BABY NAMED CONCHOBAR. I HATE THIS HOE SO MUCH (not rlly) FOR LIKE DUDE.  IT'S PRONOUNCED CONNOR REALLY BUT DUDE. CONCHOBAR.

THAT KID WILL HAVE TO EXPLAIN HOW HIS DAD IS FUCKING STUPID AND IT'S PRONOUNCED CONNOR

niall probably made him like he needs an irish name like its cool but concho sounds like chonce just saying

But this poor kid is already getting bullied lmao like

"who lives in a pineapple under the sea? conchobar"

"is this the krusty krab? NOO THIS IS CONCHOBAR"

"what would you do for a conchobar"

but like the fuck louis some people dont know what irish names are some people arent irish (EHM LIKE YOU EHM)

but im done with him lmao i love him he's so stupid

BUT BYE I WOULD SAY I WILL UPDATE IN 4 DAYS BUT WE ALL KNOW THAT WOULD BE A LIE SO I WILL UPDATE IN 1-10 DAYS MAYBE MORE BYE LOVE Y'ALL HOES

Love ya,

~Addilyn xx