If I'm Louder - Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 23 - Sneaking Around?

Niall and I created a system.

Since the others created so much trouble in the past with our relationship, after we're not sick we act like we hate each other. So basically now, we've been secretly dating for a week.

This is actually really fun, tricking them. Right now, it was time for fight number eleven.

Niall shoots me a wink, mouthing a good luck.

"Give me the damn strawberries!" I bark, handing them out to him. He took them gingerly, smiling. He screws up his face to glare at me.

"NO, I HAD THEM FIRST!" he yells. The others run in to see what's wrong.

"OH MY GOD, NIALL! I cannot believe this. You are such a child! Safaa acts more mature than you! I cannot believe that I was ever your friend! You eat every damn thing then sit around on your ass all day!" I growl.

"They're at it again," Liam mumbles.

"YOU'RE SAYING THIS IS MYYYYYY FAULT?! YOU'RE SUCH A BITCH!"

"FUCK YOU, NIALL!" I bark, storming out. I hide in the closet as the others leave. I give it a minute to make sure everyone's out before I sneak back in to find a snickering Niall. He grabs me and pushes me against the island and kisses me hard. I fight off a moan at the feeling. He nibbles at bottom lip into the kiss. His tongue swipes over it. I part my lips for him and he nearly shoves his tongue down my throat. Not that I'm complaing.

His hands on the counter on either side of my waist. Circles were being traced into the roof of my mouth. Our bodies were pressed against one another. I hear someone's footsteps coming closer and began to panic. I push him off of me. He stumbled back. I dive and hide behind the counter at his feet.

"Hey, Niall... I don't really think that we should bring Katie on tour with us anymore because of how you guys keep fighting," I hear Zayn sigh.

My heart stops. I have to cover my mouth with my hand to keep from crying out.

"What, no! You can't take this opportunity away from her," Niall defends.

Silence.

"I thought you hated her..."

"I don't. You know I can't. She's just gotten complicated. Anything I say sets her off. It seems like she hates me... She should. I deserve to be hated... But I'll be fine. You just can't snatch this opportunity away from her because of me, okay?"

There was a long pause. "Okay." Footsteps.

Niall pulls me back up to my feet and runs to the back porch. He gives me a big hug. His lips touch my forehead.

"Thank you." I smile up at him.

"So listen," he changes the subject, "I'm going to Ireland right before tour in four days." He grins.

"Why?"

"Getting my braces off." He wiggles his eyebrows at me. I laugh and push him away. He's such a little pervert sometimes.

"Seriously. Think of all the things I can do after it." He gives me a lopsided grin. My jaw drops and I stare incredulously at him. My eyes were as big as a deer caught in the headlight's. "Not like that! Although," he smirks.

"No. Don't plan on getting in these-" I snap the waistband of my yoga pants against my skin, "in any way, shape, or form anytime soon."

"You're so overdramatic." He laughs and rolls his eyes.

"But will you be back soon?" I pout suddenly, hugging his torso. I don't think that I could go without his kisses too long.

"I leave today at nine tonight and I'll be back in three days, just before tour starts."