Niall Horan Fanfiction
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de•lin•quent
/typically of a young person showing or characterized by a tendency to commit crimes, small and large/
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"You think this boy actually cares? He's a delinquent, he's got tattoos and probably kills people for a...
"Niall, my parents want to see me." I called out, reading the message from my phone.
"Alright babe," he called back from downstairs.
I looked around in my closet, looking for a somewhat nice outfit.
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I found the perfect outfit, sliding it on.
"Boys! Are you coming?" I called, making my way down the stairs.
"Yeah," they said in unison, standing from the couch.
They didn't even change, only wearing the jeans and t-shirts they were in earlier.
"Do you guys ever change?" I giggled at them.
They all shook their heads sarcastically.
Niall gave me his jacket, which was soft, so I could wear it.
"We're supposed to meet them at the conference hall in Sacramento, so I guess this is gonna be a long drive." I informed the boys as we climbed into Harry's truck.
I sat in Niall's lap, Louis in the middle, and Liam next to the other window. Harry turned on the truck, pulling out of the driveway, and driving down the long dirt path.
I cuddled into Niall's shoulder, him wrapping his arms around me. He closed his eyes and his breathing slowed, small snores erupting from his mouth.
My phone vibrated from my back pocket.
I pulled it out carefully, trying not to wake Niall. I succeeded.
From: lili bear
Lottie, srry for being like that
I guess he was referring back to when we fought about Niall.
To: lili bear
its ok, mistakes happen
I pressed send.
Liam's phone made a loud 'ding!' sound.
He looked at me and I looked at him. He nodded and sent me a smile.
I nodded as well, then turned my body so I could get comfortable.
Niall groaned loudly.
"Lottie, you might wanna quit moving before you get him hard," Harry laughed from the drivers seat.
