Stay. (A Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 33

(So far I feel like Stay. has had pretty good success since I started writing it 3 weeks ago. Time literally flew. I definitely want it to go up to 100 chapters, and then I guess when it gets close to 100, if people like it and want me to continue I'll make a second book. But until then, hope everyone's enjoying it. Thanks for reading it makes me really happy<3)







Niall got up off Sarah to put his shirt back on. Sarah did the same with her clothes. She couldn't wipe the smile if her face even if she tried. They've been together for 3 months now, and she's never been happier. Despite their arguments, Sarah didn't want this relationship ending anytime soon.




"But do you see what I mean? I came over just to see you for a few minutes, and look how carried away we got." Sarah said.




"I think your a damn good distraction too. If you didn't come by, I would've stayed focused on my work." He smirked. "But let's be honest, we're both distractions."




"Yeah, I guess you're right." Sarah finished putting on her clothes while Niall fixed his books that he so carelessly tossed to the ground. Her intention really was to come by for a few minutes, she really didn't intend for it to go that far. She loved every second of it though, she couldn't lie.




Sarah's phone buzzed, she got up to check it. She had a text from Avery.




*We're out of milk, can you get some on your way home?*




*sure*




She walked back over to Niall. "I gotta go now." She pouted.




"No.." He pouted back. He gave her puppy dog eyes.




"No don't do that." She covered her eyes.




"Do what?" He smirked.




"Give me puppy dog eyes." She said still covering her eyes. She turned to walk for the door but she stubbed her toe against the coffee table.




"Ow fuck!" She cursed. She took her hands off her eyes and sat down on the floor.




"Shit are you ok?" Niall moved over to where she was on the floor and sat down in front of her.




"That table attacked me."




Niall tried his hardest not to laugh because he saw she was actually hurt and didn't want to risk her getting mad at him. Her hand was over the part of her foot that she banged against the table.




"Which toe did you hit?" He bit down on the side of his cheek so he would start laughing.




"The baby one." She whined.




Niall covered his mouth, Sarah knew he was laughing.




"It's not funny." She nudged him, but she was also laughing.