"We need a theme. We could do a elegant theme, or or a fun theme!" I tell Niall. Personally I've always wanted a colorful house with all sorts of fun colors and things.
"It has to have color." He says, for once not looking at his phone.
"So not elegant?" I don't know what kind of furniture I want though.
Niall smiles at my excitement. "Whatever you want princess." He kisses my nose. We walk hands intertwined through a furniture store.
I shrug, "I don't know what I want." I frown.
"We could do like a black and white thing. Like for white we use more glass stuff."
"Niall, that is genius!"
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We end up leaving the store with a sofa, a love seat, a comfy chair, a bed set, a dresser, two TV stands, a desk, four side tables, two lamps and a rolling chair. We went to Walmart and got our paint for a black splatter paint.
"What else do we need?" Niall asks.
"Kitchen supplies and toilet paper."
He grabs some dishes, utensils, and the toilet paper before putting a bedding set in the shopping cart. "We'll need bedding." He smiles.
"Yeah. It's almost five, we should get dinner and get back to the apartment."
"Yeah." He says taking out his phone. He is texting someone again. Who is he texting? I'm going to find out who.
"Who are you texting." I cross my arms on my chest.
He slips his phone in his pocket before answering. "My brudder." He's lying, I can see it behind his eyes.
"Lets just pay, I have a headache." I lie.
We walk to the check out and Niall insist on paying so I let him. We bring all the crap to the truck before going to the apartment.
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"When will the guys be here?" I ask Niall while sitting on the desk chair.
"Like now." He says after I hear a knock on the door. When he opens the door all the guys come in yelling and crap. Now I have a headache.
"Time for you all to work and for me to supervise." Louis jokes and Liam shoves him a little.
"Only if you'd like to supervise you face up your ass." Liam seriously says.
I put my hand on my hip,"Guys, there is plenty of things to bring up and put together." Half of them roll their eyes before going to grab something from the truck.
Niall comes from behind me and puts his arms around me. "You better get working too missy." He slaps my but and I jump.
"Niall!" I whisper jumping away from him. He laughs before helping the other guys bring up the couch. Louis kinda drops his side for a second which scares the hell out of me and later I'll kill him for it.
Not long after the guys bring up the chairs some of the girls arrive. The first three to arrive is Cass, Syd and Sel.
Syd hugs me when he gets there like she hasn't seen me I'm forever. I haven't actually hung out with her in awhile but I have a bunch of friends.
"You aren't, like pregnant, right." She asks after the hug.
I gasp, "No! Syd!" I slap her on the arm. Why would she even assume that?
"Well your moving in with your boyfriend that you have known for two months." Cass points out. I know it's weird but me and Niall are different. I'm not sure if that's in a good way or not. "Selina, isn't this weird?"
"Don't make me a bad person." She puts her hands up. "It is a little weird though." I look at her and she saddens.
"I'm sorry Jo. It's cute, you two are cute together." Cass smiles her perfect smile. Cass is like the perfect Selena Gomez look alike. If she wanted to she could be the professional look alike.
I shrug handing them some paint brushes and a can of paint. "So my idea is paint the walls in here black with white splatter paint, the bedroom white with black splatter paint and the bathroom a solid black." I gesture towards each room.
"Okay. Where's the other girls?" Sel asks, meaning Macy, Bren, and Em.
I look at my phone and see a text from Macy saying they're almost here. "They are about here. I'm going to have Em take me to Subway. I'll get everyone food and yeah." I nod my head. I turn my head to see Niall laughing at Louis.
Maybe my friends are right. Maybe me and Niall shouldn't be doing this. Maybe were too young. I don't know.
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FanfictionLove, what is it? Does love have a definition or is it a opinion upon someone else? How is love fun when you get hurt in the end? How is love fun when you have never known the feeling?