EDITING!! My Everything: Niall Horan Ariana Grande

Chapter 62

Ariana's P.O.V.

I watch as Niall gives me a smirk as he started up his car. Quickly I hopped in the car and buckled up pretending like nothing happened.

"Niall I accidently spilled my soda on your seat dude" Michael says as he hopped in the back.

"Really man! I said don't mess up the seat" Niall huffed and pulled off behind Perries car.

"Well of it helps it was sprite so it's clear" Michael says in a light tone. I watch from the mirror as he looks around.

"Do you have any tissue or wipes or something?" Calum asked looking around too.

"Ari look under my seat and pull out the wipes" Niall says keeping his eyes on the road.

Nodding my head yes, I pulled my belt so I have room to move. He shifts his leg a little as I dip down to reach for the item. My head bumped against his upper leg as I grab it.

Placing my hand on his leg I pull myself back up. I could hear him take in a deep breath as I was close, too close.

"Here" I say giving them the wipes. They quickly cleaned it up and passed them back. I leaned to put them back but Niall holds his hand out.

"No just throw it on the dashboard." He says.

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We finally dropped off the boys at their building and drove back around to our building. It was still quiet, but I tried to ignore it.
Tapping on my lap and look around trying to kill time.

Finally Niall breaks the silence,"So where were you all night?"

Pretending like I didn't hear him I continue to look out the window.

"Ari" he says in a light tone.

"Ariana" he repeats annoyed.

"I was at the fair with you guys"

"No you werent, every second I looked back to see you and you disappear" he says pulling into the drive way.

"Niall you're crazy, I was there except for when I used the bathroom"

"Every second." he says with a frown and not completely looking at him.

"That time of the month?" That came out more as an question. He just looks at me and stops his car. I start to pull the handle to get out but he locks it quickly. Since I know he's not gonna let me out I just sit and play with my phone.

"Ariana it's not that serious"

"It must be if you're holding me hostage!"

"No but you are lying to me so I have a right as your bo- as your friend'' he places his arms on the steering wheel with his head down. It was quiet for a moment before he spoke again.

"I know you were with jace" he mumbled.

"Okay fine, I was but it was only because he asked me to the fair first and I couldn't bail on neither of you guys so I snuck away. But it's stupid now he doesn't care, so why should you!" I say stumbling with my words in one whole sentence.

He looks at me for a minute as if I was stupid. Before he let a smirk on his face.

"You're right, I don't care" he says in a smart tone as he hopped out the car and slammed the door. Quickly I hop out and speed walk to him.

He was busy walking fast to the dorms, and typing on his phone.
Yanking his arm I stop his rush.

"Niall you seriously can't be mad at me"

"Who says this is about you" he cuts me off in a angry tone.

"Well you're upset with me because I lied about something so stupid. Its no big deal any ways, you aren't my boyfriend!"

Shit why did I say that, it just slipped and I wasn't really thinking.

"Niall I didn't mean that I was just sayin-"

"No you're right I shouldnt care and you aren't my girlfriend" and with that he stormed into the dorm and slamming his room door.

He cannot be serious right now. He's being a brat because I lied about a dumb thing. When in real life he doesn't care and shouldn't care because we don't date. Then he gets mad when I say that but continues to not acknowledge the fact that I still have feelings for him. But then he turns it around and makes it seem like I'm making it about me.

Stomping into my room I jump at the sight of martie sniffing around my bed.

"What the hell martie!?"

She jumps and shifts her glasses before standing with crossed hands.

"I was looking for something"

"Well could you not!" I groan and walking to my little seat and ploping into it. Twirling my key chain I try not to be distracted by all of this, everything.

"Well who shit in your cereal."

"Sorry I just had a 'argument' with Niall a minute ago. If you even call it that" I replied looking at her.

"So what happens?''

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"And then he's saying I'm making it all about me!" I wanted walking around the room while martie switch from different positions on her bed listening.

"Well maybe he likes you"

"Well duh I knew that but he gives mixed signals"

"He's probably just afraid, boys are like that"

"But he's Niall he's not any other guy" I protest sitting back down.

"Well how do you know?"

"Because I know Niall"

"But do you really?" She asked placing her chin on her hands.
For a moment I have to thing because, do I really know him.
I do but I dont.

"Yeah maybe you should ask yourself that, do you really know how Niall feels about you? Or are you just assuming? This could either be a good thing or bad thing." She answers before getting up and continuing some science thing.

"So what should I do?"

"Ask him"

If only it were that easy

Narianafan