Always (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter Eleven: Friends

"What do you want to watch? I brought Paranormal Activity one, two, three and four!" Jonah said, throwing each movie onto the coffe table as he lounged on my couch.

"Jonah! You know I hate scary movies" I said, throwing throw pillows at him. (A/N: hah get it. "throw" pillows. haha ok)

I sit beside him,and put my feet on his thighs, taking each cd and examing the print on the back.

"Well yeah, I know. That's why I brought them! because I don't want to do anything but eat." he said, grinning at me.

I narrowed my eyes at him, "I'm not buying you any food then." I said, smirking.

He laughed, "Oh yeah? Maybe I should just leave then?" he said.

I fake sobbed, "No! Don't leaave me! I'm just a lonely spinster!" I cried, making Jonah laugh.

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"Soo, I talked to Harry today." I said, becoming serious all of a sudden.

Jonah's eyes went wide and he stared at me.

"What? What happened?" he asked, looking geniunely concerned.

"Well." I said, then told him everything that happened at the playground earlier today.

After I told him, Jonah just sat there, probably thinking of what to say next.

"Well? Do you think I should forgive him?" I asked.

"I don't know, Kells." he said, shrugging. "It is your decision."

I sighed.

"But if you do decide to forgive him, you have to make him work for it." Jonah said.

"Well yeah, that makes sense." I said, "So. What do you want to eat?"

"Pizza!!!" Jonah shouted.

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"Well I better go then" Jonah said, stepping throught the doorway.

I smiled, "Yeah okay bye! See you soon!" I said, giving him a tight hug, and shutting the door.

I sighed, and started walking upstairs to my room.

I wonder what I should do now.

Maybe I should call Logan. Or maybe he's busy doing some-

knock knock

What? Who would be knocking on my door at this hour?

Mum won't be home till' morning, and it's been fifteen minutes since Jonah left, which means he's probably at home now.

I tiptoe to the kitchen and grab a big butcher knife, and slowly walk to the door.

I peek through the peep hole, and saw a man wearing a gray hoodie with a red cap.

Shit.

"Who is it?" I shouted through the door, "The cops are on my speed dial, so don't even try, buddy!"

"No! Don't call the cops! It's just me!' said a thick irish accent, that I vaugely remember.

I narrow my eyes, and slowly open the door.

Now that I could see the man clearly, I could see he had blond hair, pale skin and blue eyes.

He beamed at me and waved, "Heyya Kellie!" he said, "Long time no see!"

I groaned, "First Louis! now you? What do you want, niall?" I said.

He smiled even wider and said, "Well, Harry told us he finally talked to you again today, and I just wanted to come talk to you about, well, you know. Stuff."

I laughed for no particular reason and gestured my hand forward, "Want to come in?" I asked.

"Sure!" he said, and walked right in.

He looks around and sees the left-over pizza from a while ago and his eyes go wide.

He looks back at me and kneels down on the floor, "Mine." He growls, literally growls, scratching the floor.

I go hysterical, and by the time I finish laughing I'm clutching my stomach because I laughed too much.

"Yeah, go have some you food deprived kid!" I said, wiping tears fom my eyes.

He smiles wildly, runs over to the left-over pizza and eats like there's no tomorrow.

Author's note:

SO I decided to update today because I just got one thousand reads and I am so happy! THANK YOU TO EVERYONE READING THIS.

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