Past Or Present? (A Niall Horan and Harry Styles Fan Fiction) (*ON HOLD*)

Uh oh

 Niall's P.O.V

"You two will be back together by the end of the weak and then I'll have all my food to myself again." I joked.

"You wish." Scarlet laughed. "What is it with you and your massive obsession and possessiveness with food?!"

"Food is awesome!" I said matter of factly.

"You should trend that on Twitter and tag me in it!" She laughed.

"I so should!" I enthused, high fiving her before getting my phone out and tapping on compose tweet.

So got t get this trending guys ! @Scarlet_Edwards helped me come up with #foodisawesome ! Come on !

She got out her phone when it buzzed and replied:

Too right @NiallOfficial ! We must express your love of food everywhere! What about: #Nialllovesfood or #nandosforniall ?! X

Within the next two minutes all three were trending everywhere!

I updated one last tweet:

Thanks to @Scarlet_Edwards and all the sexy crazy mofos out there ! That was awesome ! Got t go now so bye ! Mwah ! Mwah !

I could get used to this....

"Thanks! That was fun!" I laughed.

"Any time dude. Any time." She smiled.

"Dude?"

"Yeah."

"Okay..."

"Niall?" She asked me.

"What?"

"You do realise you haven’t eaten anything in like an hour, right?" She pretended to sound concerned.

"What?!" I yelled, astonished. I could die... Need food. Need food. What should I eat? I thought to myself. I suddenly felt starving.

A packet of chocolate digestives later...

"You pig!" Scarlet complained as I started rummaging around the packet for crumbs. She had just finished her third one and I had just probably finished my tenth or eleventh one.

"Pig's are fat." I reminded her, licking my fingers and letting the melted chocolate ooze in my mouth.

"How do you not get fat?!" She wailed. "I get fat when I just eat one meal!"

I had become used to hearing that question so I replied to her with the same answer I normally did.

"I honestly don’t know." I looked her over. "And you're not fat either by the way."

"Okay whatever you say...."

"Yeah. I do say. And I'm right." I corrected her.

She nodded and got up to take the rubbish into the kitchen and I switched the television onto SpongeBob. She walked back in and rolled her eyes.

"Please, switch that over. SpongeBob’s laugh used to give me nightmares when I was a kid and I thought Louis would be more likely to do that type of thing..." She complained, obviously thinking I was immature.

I cracked up at what she said. "No way am I switching it over now. I've never seen you have a nightmare before but I bet it will be the best thing to film yet. It's so funny when you get angry but having a nightmare..... Wow. That’s got to go on Twitter." I teased her.

She flashed me a scary glare that would probably give me a nightmare. She would probably be filming that too. I simply laughed it off. Now that was funny.

"I'll get you back for that very shortly." She promised me.

"Oh. You just try." I laughed.

"Oh, I won’t need to." She smiled innocently at me.

Whenever she vowed revenge on me or one of the boys we would always laugh it off but secretly, we would be crapping ourselves. She always got her revenge. No matter how long it took. It seemed as if she had already planned mine and I certainly seemed to have something bad coming. I had reason to be afraid. Very afraid. I ate a Mars Bar for comfort and she laughed at me and punched me in the stomach lightly.

"Was that my revenge?" I asked, slightly relieved.

"No. Just be prepared tomorrow morning and you might escape it."

I groaned. Great. I was going to have to stay up all night now in case she did something. Might as well bring a BIG midnight snack with me.